Deeper for Darla...

The feelings just get stronger and stronger...truer and truer.. bluer and bluer...

Deeper for Darla.. Deeper for Darla.. Deeper for Darla.. just typing them feels so good.. I can still see her blue eyes, blue lips, and blue hair from Cerulean Waves... I still feel the warm haze of a deep long trance.. conditioning to be hers, her pet, her property. 

I am hers.. she owns me in a way I never thought really possible.  There is no without.. there are only levels of service.. she decides.. I only hope.. train.. condition to give more.  I want to loose weight not only for me, but so I can serve her better.  Please her more.. not be embarrassed that my body is not as pleasing to the eyes as it should be...

I am locked for her.. it makes me feel wonderful to show her that devotion... I only want to show her more.  I wish I could do more for her... to please her...to pamper her.. to make her happy that I am her property.  I don't want to be just another nice obedient pet... I want her to be pleased that I am hers. 

I need her.  I need her so much...

Deeper for Darla.. Deeper for Darla.. Deeper for Darla.. so soothing to type these words..

I want so much to earn her collar.. to be collared by Goddess Darla would feel so wonderful.. more so because it would not be an end but a beginning of serving her.

Sigh.. so deep... so enthralled.. one last week off, then the new job should start.  Time at work is time I am earning money in order to properly pamper and sacrifice to my Goddess.. time at home is time to work on my body to please her, and let her words enter my mind so I am programmed, conditioned, and trained to her liking.. such happieness.. such joy..

I love you, My Goddess.. Goddess Darla...