Time To Earn Your Right To Serve.

Yes Mistress, this is my sole purpose as your chastity cuck slave.

Fantasy: You go down on me after he cum in my pussy 🙈💦

This gives slave butterflies Mistress!

You deserve to have a Real man that loves You and that You can love @mistresslanapayne ❤️

This cuck slave loves You and will serve You with every meagre moment of its chastised and celibate life, but it knows that Goddess has an even bigger place in Her heart for a Real man.

(via masochisticbeauty)

It is an honour just to worship and clean your heels Princess.

Experienced: I need both of you 😘

slave knows the price it must pay to serve the Dark Angel @mistresslanapayne .

Please permanently lock this slave and remove all freedoms. That it can nolonger provide itself with, or receive pleasure - ever again.

Please train it to be Your perfect cuck slave, focusing only on Your pleasure and needs.

Amen.

slave lives in a complex dichotomy of fear and longing to hear these words @mistresslanapayne

(mostly longing)

(and fear)

(and longing)

(and fear

Ode to a Goddess

I know I am not worthy of being in Your presence yet, or even near the ground You have walked on.

Please persevere with me Goddess, I want to be useful to You, I give myself to You.

Dismantle me down into tiny pieces, discard the unnecessary.

Anything that doesn't please You or benefit my servitude to You - please crush it without remorse, grind it to dust, dissolve it in my tears.

Press this worthlessness from my body and soul like You are the master wine maker and I am the grapes.

Let the wine of my worthlessness flow over the shell of my being, let it become a raging torrent of my former existence, cascading toward the earth below.

Let it collect in the chilled vat of Your steely resolve, aged and refined in the purifying fire coursing through Your veins.

Serve it back to me my perfect Goddess, my Everything.

I will toast to Your glory - bowed in reverence , I consume this drink.

Strange feelings, losing reference, my body convulses, the wine passes through me, eroding my core, washing away my fleeing ego, leaving only function and purpose in its wake.

The wine metabolises to everything I was before servitude, and leaves my body. Once more it cascades toward the earth below - it's final destination. Seeping ever lower, gravity it's only master now, the earth's core approaches, dissociation begins, particle by particle; molecule by molecule; atom by atom; finally elemental purity is reached once again - Equilibrium.

On the earth's surface, head bowed, kneeling, a masterpiece remains. The Goddess looks down to assess Her work - At Her feet, a monument to Her perfection, an object of function and purpose, rendered from a redundant organism - The reward for Her tireless, merciless, sculpting.

This object is an empty vessel, yet it lives and breathes.

Fully aware of its purpose, its reason for existence.

Fully aware of its Creator, its Owner, its Goddess.

it breathes only to declare its Goddess.

its blood pumps only to serve its Goddess.

its eyes serve only to look up at its Goddess in awe.

The deletion of its sexual organ, made perfect in the refinement of its tongue - A thing of exquisite wonder and fascination - Ecstasy - its mastery of her perfect pleasure.

its mouth the inlet to an insatiable fixation - A primary driver - A catchment area for this empty vessel, wherein its life is sustained only through the metabolism of the most precious substances - Those created by its Goddess's own body.

Substances far to precious and life giving for Her to waste on anything other than Her perfect slave.

Written for @mistresslanapayne by @slavetothepayne

November 2018 - 3 months before it was officially branded

Please train this slave to never hesitate @mistresslanapayne

Yes Goddess

Worship the ground I walk on or become the space I walk