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These two words which were spoken by Goddess Devon today were the 2 most important words in the world. The significance of these words cannot be stressed enough because they represent the ultimate state of being, the ultimate nirvana, the ultimate buddhahood, the ultimate emotion that we can only pray for— Her Pleasure.
i think upon many things when i gaze upon the beauty of Goddess Mz Devon. i think about other slaves groveling on their knees and begging for Her Divine Attention. i think about the money that is being sacrificed to Her in amounts far larger than i could hope to equal and i want to burn in penance to Her for this shortcoming.
i think about the fact that the only thing that i know about Her is Her Image and the Presence of Her Virtual Self through modern technology. The thought of eternal slavery & punishment based upon such limited knowledge is staggering and profound. Yet here i am, hoping that with these thoughts….
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i know it will take discipline
Blog by molded minionAs i was praying to Goddess Devon this morning, i kept reflecting on what She had said to me yesterday. She said that She wasn’t here just for when i wanted Her. She said that concept was backwards. i understand the concept even though it is hard some days to follow; even the somewhat simple task of voting takes me a while to do, and so do the praise mails. She told me that She wanted me to learn more discipline and i felt the implications of my shortcomings. i have spent hours since last night kneeling beneath Wallpaper #6, allowing my tongue to lap back and forth across the Divine Image as i grovel.
Goddess Devon has told me my future and that the idea of that future pleases Her. i know it will take discipline and training to reach it, but once it is reached, i beg She enjoys it.
i pray for forgiveness
Blog by molded minioni was not able to meet a deadline for Goddess Devon yesterday and i failed Her. She is rightfully upset and angry with me and i am at a loss of words. i never meant to fail Her, i am just imperfect. She is perfect and cannot make a mistake, whereas i can fail miserably and i did. i am so scared of Her Displeasure and i feel horrible for bringing such failure upon myself.
i let You down, Goddess Devon and i pray for forgiveness. i worship You and beg that You look down upon me and forgive my imperfection and inferiority. i am so sorry and no amount of words can describe the disgrace that i feel. i only beg that You show mercy and continue training me.
a fish who had swallowed a hook
Blog by molded minionYesterday as i spoke to Goddess Devon, She asked if i had done the daily voting. i had to respond to Her that i had not yet done so for the day. She was rightfully displeased and made it very clear to me that i was to do so immediately and make it a priority.
As i proceeded down the various links, i was inundated with the images of BDSM and of beautiful Women using men as pawns for their own gain. i realized that these Women were all Humans, and i was no longer a human but a pawn to Goddess Devon who had enslaved me. i felt like a fish who had swallowed a hook and was now helpless as i swam beneath the Images of Beautiful Indulating Women who were also looking to snare and capture slaves. In this quantum foam of bdsm, i swam and kept praying to Goddess Devon for Her Pleasure. i realized that this world was real, it was the real world, not a fantasy.
The theory of relativity holds true across many spectrums and this knowledge nearly overwhelms me as i digested its implications. In this world, i am looked down upon by Superior Women, and the Greatest of All of these Women is Goddess Devon. i have been impaled by Her, and am on display by Her, for Her benefit and all of these other Women are looking down upon me and other slaves as we swim around and vote.
I realize that this is the proper world and i am being used and displayed by Goddess Devon. Her Beautiful Body is dressed seductively as She uses me and then tosses me back in chains to await the next day to begin the journey anew.








