NEW PHOTOS -April 2005

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I was working away on my computer one morning when I opened an e-mail from someone in the Netherlands. It began by praising my attributes and my beauty and ended with the person wanting to buy me a pair of boots as a sort of introduction to me. I decided to allow him to buy me a pair of chap boots. Within a very short time I had my $800 leather boots and I was slightly impressed. A beautiful Goddess, such as me deserves to be spoiled and pampered continuously! True Goddesses’ are hard to find!

After a few messages back and forth, this individual wanted me to give him a name so I decided to call him ‘dogbreath.’ He seemed to think this was a name for a rock band. I quickly informed him his name signified the offensive smell that comes out of a dog’s mouth and that was what his name meant.

Not to long after that ‘dogbreath’ wanted to make a plan to visit me in Canada

for a week and stay at my dungeon. The price to be in my presence was agreed upon and he booked his return flight to come and grovel beneath my feet that same day. His excitement abounded with the thought he would be allowed to visit and try to please me for a week.

He arrived at the airport and quickly called to let me know he was arriving by taxi within 30 minutes. It was the longest taxi ride in his life as he told me he couldn’t get to my dungeon fast enough. All kinds of delicious fantasies filled his mind on the ride.

First we went out to dinner. We had a lovely meal of succulent, wild salmon, a nice bottle of white wine complemented the meal and I teased and tormented him throughout the entire dinner with my feminine wiles! I can be wickedly amusing when I want to impress.

He had brought a bottle of champagne to present to me on our first night together. I allowed him to massage my beautiful feet while lying on his back and getting a good look up my skirt which proceeded to drive him crazy! My strong legs are definitely a magnet.

During the week I allowed ‘dogbreath’ to stay with me, I had him do a lot of menial chores for me as well as I shipped him off to another Mistress who lived on a country estate. She put him to work doing grunt work too. He would come back to me exhausted from the work she gave him to do, but pleased with him for obeying all of her orders. She gave me a good report on him and said he behaved well. She was permitted to punish him if he refused to do what she ordered him to do, but he wanted to please me so much he didn’t need any discipline. I knew he absolutely hated these chores. Love does wonders when you put your whole heart into something.

It was close to my birthday and ‘dogbreath’ said he had a special gift for me. It was a beautiful emerald ring with lots of smaller diamonds around it. It fit perfectly and looked like it always belonged there. We were on our way to a fetish party and when we got there ‘dogbreath’ stripped and I secured him to a St. Andrew’s cross and I began to flog him in front of everyone. I was alternating flogging between him and my female submissive that also attended the party with us. Maybe it was because it was my B-day or maybe it was the crowd watching that got me into a fervent pitch but ‘dogbreath’ got a good beating and I could tell he was visibly impressed (maybe a little frightened) with his new Goddess. Maybe he was thinking he bit off more than he could chew!! J

Another evening at the dungeon ‘dogbreath’ broke one of my favorite wine glasses. He had to take me shopping the next day to buy me a pair of leather pants to make up for his clumsiness. Wouldn’t you know it; he did the very same thing a couple of nights later. This time I was really pissed, so I took my boots to him and really did some reminding that my property is important to me and he would suffer for his stupidity. He showed me his marks and bruises the next day but I couldn’t care less-was his breaking a second wine glass deliberate? Probably. Some slaves misbehave on purpose just to see what will happen to them. They try to see how far they can push a Mistress before she reacts.

We were walking in a mall and ‘dogbreath’ saw a beautiful tri-colored gold bracelet that he liked and asked me if I liked it. Needless to say, I adored it so he bought it for me on the spot. A few weeks later he sent me the cash to purchase the matching necklace and earrings. The pictures of the jewelry you see with this story reflect the beauty of Mistress Enya superbly. Cleopatra, in all her finery, never looked so elegant!

All too quickly the week passed, after he told me of his love for me, he begged me to be allowed to join my stable in Canada. He said he had to go back to the Netherlands to tie up loose ends and then he wanted to immigrate to Canada permanently. He said everything he owned financially would belong to me, as well as his body, mind and soul!

Since he has returned home in Sept/04, he has continually sent me adoring financial reminders of his love and sincerity. He will join my stable upon his return to

WHAT A LUCKY SLAVE INDEED!

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