International Women's Day

Of course in Goddesses World every day is Women's Day!

The Coven is holding its annual day of celebration, the highlight of which is the evening Gathering of the Goddesses and their male worshipers.

In general this is a day for Everyone / everyone to celebrate Women for the Goddesses They are, and for males in particular to reflect on, and recommit to, our epic life journey of service to Them, the betterment of all Womankind, the crumbling of the Patriarchy, and the rise of a society guided by Female Supremacist principles for the betterment of all life on Earth.

The Visit

An old Friend of Goddess was passing through town yesterday and She and Goddess went out to diner at Her Friends hotel.

i hadn’t expected them home quite so early but There they were in the doorway at 8 PM. i rushed to the door, interrupting my kitchen cleaning, only to be greeted by a surprise demand from Goddesses Friend Gwyneth.

“ethan, be a good boy and make us two cappuccinos! Tout Suite!!”

There was no perfunctory greeting or exchange or pleasantries just a smile and a command to which i replied “of course!”

i admit i was a bit taken aback at this since Goddess had told me beforehand the Mistress Gwyneth didn’t know anything about my status or the nature of Our/our relationship. As far as She knew we were a completely “normal” couple and i also assumed the Coven was also a secret to Her.

Yet the casual, firm certainty, the playful dominant tone, of Her command made me feel something was up.

Rushing to get the espresso machine ready, i found Goddesses favourite cappuccino cups, began to pre-warm them and poured milk into the stainless steel frothing mug as the Ladies took Their seats at the dining table.

“he’s an excellent barista, You’ll be impressed!”

No pressure i thought.

Firing up the machine the air filled with the low rumble of the espresso pouring followed by the loud hissing as i steamed the milk.

i poured the foamy milk into an artful pattern in each cup and added my special touch, a dash of organic brown sugar crystals to the frothy surfaces.

I then retrieved some of Goddesses favourite European biscuits from the cupboard and added a selection to a serving tray along with some swiss chocolates.

Collecting everything i made my way to the dining room and presented my offerings to the Ladies causing them to both smile approvingly as i served Them.

While trying to seem like a conventional boyfriend i still kept my place and served them with a quietly differential attitude until Goddess waved me away with a simple hand gesture, which i was sure Mistress Gwyneth must have noticed.

Nevertheless i retreated to the kitchen to finish my earlier duties but remained within earshot should i be summoned.

i continued to be intrigued by just how much Goddess had shared with Her friend.

“I love how he’s so quiet” Mistress Gwyneth remarked to Goddess.

“Yes, he knows when to be discrete and stay out of My way, that’s for sure”

“I’ll bet he’d go down on his knees to declare his love for you!”

“Well, lets see”

“ethan, come here!”

i, of course, responded instantly to Her command with an instinctive sense of what was about to happen. Yet i could not be sure until Goddess snapped Her fingers and pointed a darkly lacquered fingertip at the floor beside Her chair.

That singular gesture i had been well conditioned to understand as meaning ‘get on your knees’ at the designated position.

i hesitated just for an instant as if not quite sure She really meant for me to display such explicit obedience in front of Her Friend. A quick glance at Her steely expression erased any such doubts however and i quickly moved to Her side and descended onto my knees, keeping my eyes downcast and head slightly bowed.

i guess there are no secrets between Friends.

“Tell Me boy”

Now i was just  ‘boy’ to Her.

“How do you feel about me?”

Without out even thinking i just blurted out,

“i Love and Adore You Goddess!”

Yes, i used Her honorific, only just realizing the implications for Mistress Gwyneth  as the words slipped past my lips.

Everything was out in the open now.

“I guess You were right Gwyn”

Goddesses words dripped with amusement.

“you can clear the table now”

Was all She casually said and i silently complied and returned to my kitchen duties.

It’s always an exciting, emotionally intense experience when Goddess reveals the true nature of Our/our relationship to Others but i’ve noticed it’s something She’s been doing with greater frequency and comfort lately as the circle of the Coven and Her business relationships grows. She seems ever more certain of Her Femdom principles and eager to encourage Others in the beauty and purity of this oh so natural lifestyle.

At the end of the evening i herd the ladies move to the door, exchanging a kiss-kiss and pleasantries.

Mistress Gwyneth even called out to me,

“Good evening ethan, it was very nice to meet you”

“Thank You Mistress Gwyneth!” came my ernest reply.

“Mistress Gwyneth! I could get used to that”

To which Goddess replied,

“Oh You should get used to that”

Friday FemDom Art : Reflected Reality

What strikes me about this cute playful cartoon is the simple everyday reality of it. The top image of a Female, casually strolling along, happy and content, as Her male follows eagerly, almost dog like, in Her wake. She pays him no attention, confident in the knowledge that, like a fawning puppy, he is there. Her casual hand gesture seeming to say, ‘stay there, behind Me’. All completely normal and casual. Her male however doesn’t seem so relaxed. Sweating under the load of Her shopping bags, He seems to communicate that He knows his place, his eyes fixed on Her subtle,  directing, hand gesture, understanding its meaning to be ‘head down, stay behind and follow’.

We/we of course see such scenes everyday if We/we are tuned in to them. Females subtlety, sometimes not so subtlety, giving commands, putting males to work for Them. males of course being hungry for the potential sexual pleasures which only She can offer,  are easy prey, eager to please and obey in hopes of reward. they will pretty much do anything making it trivial for the Female to string them along on Her invisible leash.

Everyone knows the game and we males are hardwired to play along even if the rewards to strictly rationed. we can’t help ourselves.

i recall a scene in uni where the beautiful Goddess of a Girlfriend of one of my buddies shot a look at him from across a noisy, crowded pub table, mouthing ‘lets go’. On that occasion he dared ignore Her and She escalated to the iciest expression of displeasure i’d even seen a Female project (to that point). Her look made it very clear that She expected his instant obedience and his insolence would have consequences. Even i felt ready to jump up and follow. Needless to say my buddy got the message and She marched him of with Her moments later, Her authority as a Woman clearly asserted and his expected compliance demonstrated.

i recall one Girlfriend of mine, upon deciding to start a relationship with me, laying down strict terms and conditions with which i was expected to comply. One of which was “boys need to be useful”. She wasn’t subtle about it in anyway. Being Her boyfriend was a privilege which i was expected to earn each and everyday though hard labor in Her service. There was a Girl confident in Her Feminine powers!

We/we see the same in this cartoon. A casual look at the male in the top image reveals some obvious signs of his status. Bare chested and shoeless, ragged clothes, head bowed and following Her. He’s even wearing a collar!

We take the top images to be literal and the reflection to be the reality under the surface. That being that the male is in fact Hers in the literal sense. She casually, effortlessly, joyfully, pulls him, collared and leashed, behind Her. he willingly accepts Her shackles and chains, even the collaring of his male genitalia. he follows Her blindly even though his expression is one of subtle fear, his demeanour that of surrender, defeat, and exhaustion. They/they both know that She is his  ‘raison d’etre’.