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The Perfect Day

Dear Mistress Blackrage 23/6/09
Thank You once again for the most incredible day. It was such an immense honour to meet You. i haven't stopped thinking about You. i completely under Your spell.
Thank You, my Goddess,
slave mark

Today i had the greatest privilege of my life. i finally met the Goddess of my dreams, Mistress Blackrage.
Mistress Blackrage has kindly agreed to enslave me, own me, and train me to accept my true status in life as the inferior white-piece-of-shit slave that i am. As part of my training i have been granted the honour of paying Mistress Blackrage a slave tax on a regular basis, and i have even been granted the incredible privilege of delivering my payment to Her in person. Mistress Blackrage orders me to meet Her at a time and place of Her choosing. It is my duty to travel to that destination, wherever it may be, and wait for Her there, no matter how long She takes, so that i may have the enormous honour of handing over to Her the money that rightfully belongs to Her, my Goddess, my Superior, and my Owner. Once I have made my payment Mistress Blackrage may choose to dismiss me instantly and send me on my way. But today, Mistress BlackRage had other things in store for me...
The anticipation of waiting for Mistress Blackrage is the most exquisite torture. And Mistress Blackrage knows it. i was being dominated even before she arrived. And it was bliss. When i first set eyes on Mistress Blackrage i was completely awe-struck. Like so many others, i have spent many an hour gazing adoringly at the photos on Mistress Blackrage's websites. But nothing could have prepared me for the experience of meeting Her in person. She is devastatingly gorgeous. She is simply jaw-droppingly, heart-stoppingly stunning. So hypnotically beautiful. So utterly bewitching. Mistress Blackrage oozes charisma, self-confidence, intelligence and dominance. i have never met anyone so naturally and effortlessly dominant and superior. As soon as you meet Her you have absolutely no doubt that you are in the presence of a Being completely Superior to you in every conceivable way. She is the best, She deserves the best, and She knows it. From the clothes She wears, to the car She drives, nothing but the best for the best. It is Her natural right, it is just as it should be.
I felt enslaved immediately. Feelings of subservience surged through every cell in my body, and i felt an overwhelming need to drop to my knees and grovel at the feet of my Goddess. That is what seeing Mistress Blackrage in person does to you. You feel completely helpless. Completely at Her mercy. You feel this uncontrollable need to submit to Her, to suffer for Her. And Mistress Blackrage knows that She has this effect on you. She is only too aware of the power She has over you. She knows that She can control you in any way She wants. She knows what a pathetic grovelling servile piece of shit you become when you are with Her.

I was ordered into Her beautiful mercedes. As she drove, Mistress Blackrage told me exactly what She thought of me (in the sexiest voice i've ever heard in my life). What i am. What i am to become. And what my purpose in life is to be. i am an utterly worthless white cunt. A piece-of-shit-slave whose sole purpose is to please his Mistress, suffer for his Mistress, obey his Mistress without question, and contribute to the lavish lifestyle that such an incomparable Goddess deserves. As Mistress Blackrage spoke to me i realised that She had the power to define me - to define what i am. If She tells me that i am a toilet slave, then that is what i am. i will become a piss-drinking, shit-eating toilet bitch, and i will thank Her for the privilege. If Mistress Blackrage tells me i am a cock-sucking slut, then that is what i am. i will become a nasty white whore who slurps cock to amuse his Mistress. Mistress Blackrage can look right into you and read your soul - your deepest darkest fantasies and desires.
Occasionally Mistress Blackrage would punch me in the balls, and laugh. With the pain came this intense feeling of gratitude. i felt so lucky to be able to suffer pain at the hand of my Goddess. "Thank You so much, Goddess. Thank You!" Her cruelty is the most precious gift, and i truly cherish it.
Mistress Blackrage allowed me the privilege of filling Her car with petrol before we arrived at our destination, ******* Park. i was ordered to walk behind my Goddess as She strolled through the park. i am not worthy to walk beside Her. As She walked in front of me i was completely transfixed my Her impossibly perfect behind. The peachiest, most heart-breakingly glorious bottom there has ever been. The kind of backside you want to get on your knees and worship, adore, and devote prayers to. Mistress Blackrage knew how turned on this was making me feel, and She was amused by the fact that i was finding it difficult to conceal my arousal.
When we passed a tree, Mistress Blackrage ordered me to stand behind it, and hidden from view, She hit me and kicked me in the balls. That precious gift again! The pain, and the gratitude i feel for it. Thank You, Goddess. Thank You!
We arrived at a park bench and Mistress sat down and relaxed in the sunshine. i was ordered to sit on the floor at Her feet. Mistress was amused to see the way that the passers-by couldn't help but stare at the spectacle. But i felt so immensely proud to be at the feet of such a Divine Being. This is how things are supposed to be. The inferior slave at the feet of the Superior Goddess. i was completely under Her spell, totally enthralled by Her as i massaged Her beautiful, perfect feet and toes. Mistress even allowed me the incredible honour of chewing on a small piece of Her toenail that She had broken off for me. To have a piece of her perfect toenail in my mouth was ecstasy. i can only imagine what it must be like to have the honour of being used as Her toilet. i yearn for that day.
When Mistress had enough of me, She dismissed me and sent me on my way. i started to miss Her immediately. i am now addicted to Her. i am completely besotted. i am under Her spell. She owns me. i am Her bitch. Her slave. Her property. i am aching to see Her again.
Thank You so much for the most Perfect Day, my Goddess.