It seems some uncontrolled, dark, powerful force is constantly preventing me from convincing Miss Foxx I might be worth being owned.
Last week, on Wednesday, our head office informed me I had to fly to a relatively distant destination immediately, in order to attend important meetings. I can't elaborate here because this is a sensitive, confidential matter. Yet the result is I was unable to even be online for the past 4 days, let alone being blessed with an opportunity to report to Miss Foxx or write a journal entry. I hope Goddess will both believe me when I say I was unable to communicate with Her and understand my situation.
Tonight, I watched Miss Foxx last clip on Her blog entry and once again found myself speechless, amazed at Her maestria, charisma and charm. Her voice, Her ability to captivate any audience with Her words, eyes, aritocratic manners is something I had never experienced before in this realm.
Moreover, hearing about the dedication, loyalty and committment of Her slaves and applicant slaves is making me realize how far I am to make a point here. So far, I have nor proven Miss Foxx I deserved Her attention, training and recognition. Far from there. That thought makes me sad and even, right now, depressed to a certain extent.
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