Without Contact

Dear Goddess,

It seems strange writing this diary entry, knowing that i will most likely not be able to send You another update till Tuesday when i return from my short vacation. This will certainly be the longest i've gone without contact with You since You accepted me Under Consideration. i will try to keep up with Your tweets on my smart phone and perhaps i will be able to tweet myself once in a while, but for the most part i expect my family to keep me quite busy from morning till nite.

i will also probably not be able to make updates to the spreadsheet after tomorrow morning, but i will catch up as soon after my return as i can.

By the way, i reviewed Your latest blog entry as You expected and made a few minor syntax corrections to it. i really enjoyed part II of Your London Weekend!

i wish You all the best while i am gone and i'll be looking forward to catching up with You when i return.

Your humble servant,
george walton

Embarrassment!

Dear Goddess

my days have been fairly busy so i have not had a chance to paint my toenails pink yet. i did purchase the pink toenail polish and as usual i looked for a black checkout girl when i was getting in line to pay. i complimented her on her nice earrings and she smiled and told me the pink polish would look nice on my toes. i almost died of embarrassment!

i will polish my toes in the morning and send You a photo. Then i will beg You to accept my reparations a day early as i am leaving Saturday morning for my vacation, returning on Tuesday.

Your humble servant,
george walton

Adored Goddess

Thursday 29th August 2013 ----- I didn't have a great nights sleep, but i did wake up feeling better. My gammy foot was much improved, almost back to normal. I was supposed to be on rest day today, but am working overtime for some extra FOXXY cash. In the morning AG gives me an instruction about following advice posted by a domme on dommedose, telling subs how to promote their dommes. AG seems a little testy this morning and i suspect She is missing Her favorite. In the afternoon i wrote a post for dommedose, with the purpose of promoting the image of my adored Goddess. I attend a union meeting and collect my son. It would seem that some silly Bulgarian domme stole one of AG's videos for her site. Silly girl, nobody can copy our FOXXY. I created an email account for my new owned name. I struggled to think of a password that i would remember. Suddenly a thought came into my head. Ah yes, that will do nicely, cyraneo2. I can easily remember that. Tonight AG has seemed much happier, Her favorite is back this weekend. I will sleep well. When FOXXY is happy, Her boys are happy too.

Balls Off

Wednesday 28th August 2013 ----- Had a very restless night, didn't sleep at all. Spent the night thinking of AG and my being owned by Her. In the early morning i went to see my doctor. He advised that i had damaged tissue in my foot when i fell, and it had caused a recurrence of infection. He prescribed antibiotics. I received a tweet from AG regarding my pledge. I sent an email advising that i couldn't honor it until next week and begging AG for her understanding and forgiveness. From reading Her tweets later, it is obvious that She is angry with me. I cannot blame Her, my behaviour is not acceptable. Along with my son, FOXXY is my priority and i have let Her down. I must strive with all my might to ensure nothing like this ever happens again. I am determined that i will work my balls off to make it up to my Goddess for having let Her down. My word is everything and for the first time in my life i feel a dent in my self respect.

Spreadsheet

Dear Goddess,

Other than some personal business in the middle of the day, i spent most of today working on adding Your tributes to the spreadsheet. i'll provide an update in my next email.

Your humble servant,

Sore and Bruised...

Tuesday 27th August 2013 ------ Woke up feeling sore and bruised and the problems with my gammy foot, from which i had recovered, being badly aggravated. Then i checked my emails and found some brilliant news. AG has agreed to collar me , i will become FOXXY's poodle. I am very happy. I am unable to don my protective footwear to go to work. Even to put on a soft shoe is agony, and i almost pass out. I shouldn't really have gone to work, but i didn't want AG to think that i am a wimp. The only thing worse than a wimp, is an Old wimp. At work i called my area manager to inform him that my mobility will be restricted for the duration of my shift. I received a call from a neighbouring station to be on the lookout for an 8 year old girl who got separated from her family. Fortunately, we managed to locate her and her family were so relieved when they came to collect her. It must have been very scary for them with so many pervs about nowadays. Later in the evening i felt so unwell, and started vomiting. I got home about 10.30 pm and was in the middle of composing this entry, when i lost my internet connection. I was shivering, and so took a hot lemon drink and some Tramadol painkillers and retired to my bed. I couldn't sleep , so i got up at 3am to complete this diary daily. It is a little unfortunate, that i was feeling so unwell on the same day that i received the honor of becoming a FOXXY owned boy. However, there will be many more days to come. I am seeing my doctor this morning and hopefully i will be on the mend soon. I need to be fit so that i may properly serve the owner that i worship.

Silly Little Poodle

Monday 26th August 2013   -------  A quite day .  FOXXY was busy making two new clips.  In the evening at work, my assistant remarked on the beautiful ebony girls returning from the Notting Hill carnival.   I smiled, a knowing, FOXXY smile.   I arrived home about 10.30 pm.  I had a slight accident.  I went to take in some clothes from the line in my garden.  I slipped on a wet patch and grazed my arm. Silly boy, silly little poodle.

Hours...

Dear Goddess,

Like yesterday, i spent most of today working on the spreadsheet other than some things i needed to do around the house. i have put in quite a few hours on this project at this point. i will provide details in my next email.

Your humble servant,

Exciting Three Months

Dear Goddess,

First, let me congratulate You on Your upcoming one year anniversary of FD. It is also approaching three months since i became one of Your boys. It has certainly been an exciting three months for me and i am grateful that You have allowed me to remain.

i was out taking care of things for a while today, but spent a good deal of time this morning and again this evening working on Your email payments. i am done everything but the Amazon payments which i am working on now.

i am off to sleep now and will get back to work on the payments in the morning.

Your humble servant,

Devotion

Sunday 25th August 2013  -----  I work 3 weekends out of 4 and Sunday is my busiest day of the week.  Today was particularly busy.  I had to help a Spanish lady, with 2 small children, who arrived on my station. She was quite distressed, as it appeared she had become separated from her husband and he had all their money and tickets. The problem was communication. She only had a few words of English and the little Spanish i have was learned from watching cowboy movies as a youngster. I remember thinking that if AG was here she might be able to help, as she regularly uses Spanish words.  Even while working i can't take my mind off FOXXY.  I managed to enlist the help of another Spanish customer , who very kindly agreed to escort the lady and her children back to her hotel. It restored my faith in humanity a little.  Not everybody is a murderer or a rapist, there are some good people in this world.   Later in the evening i forward a little poem to AG to celebrate Her one year findom anniversary.  It seemed to please Her, and of course that made me happy.  I have been musing over recent happenings.  Despite my recent ban, i feel that since my New Beginning , my relationship with AG has been solid.  I was initially annoyed at my ban , as i felt i had been treated unfairly, being punished without having a chance to defend myself.  On reflection, and having listened carefully to FOXXY's words, i now accept it was down to a lack of understanding on my part.  In future i will be more vigilant as i really want to establish a strong bond between us.  I hope i have started, at least a little, to convince AG of the sincerity of my devotion.

Chaotic Day

Dear Goddess,

Today was another long, chaotic day, but i do not want to bore You with my problems. my only desire is to please You and make Your life easier.

i do hope that i brought some small amount of pleasure to Your day as i continued my humiliation, keeping the red polish on my toenails until after i whipped myself and then begged You to accept my reparations. It was a bit surreal, staring at my red painted toenails as i repeatedly beat my back with my belt, trying to mark it enough to satisfy Your desire to see me punished.

It is quite late here now so i'll be going to sleep now. At least i don't have to wear socks tonight to hide my painted toes.

Your humble servant,

Paramount

Saturday 24th August 2013   ------ My 1st day back from my ban.  I  had an exchange of emails with AG in  which She clarified what the language was which She deemed was offensive i.e swearing.   Now that i know it upsets Her, i shall of course refrain from using it again as FOXXY's happiness is of paramount importance to me.  I phoned my daughter in Ghana to wish her a happy birthday.  I really miss her, as its been a few years since i have seen her.  Apart from serving FOXXY my next priority is a visit to Ghana.  Had a busy day at work and arrived home feeling knackered.  I need a good night's sleep as i have a lot of sucking up to do to get back in FOXXY's good books. 

Red Painted Toenails

Dear Goddess,

As i am typing this diary entry i am staring at my red painted toenails. i am still in a bit of shock that You had me paint them and it was much worse when You told me i had to leave the polish on till tomorrow morning! For some reason i keep finding myself taking my socks off so i can look at my toes. i can't keep myself from thinking about how pretty they look, which embarrasses me to no end.

i would like to thank You for Your newest blog posting and YouTube video. They were both quite exciting, particularly the video. You are so hypnotic and it seems like You are talking directly to me. And every word You say is SO true!

i am glad that some boy finally bought the vest You were demanding. After watching Your video multiple times i was getting ready to buy it for You even though i have no spare cash available after buying You a pedicure yesterday and allowing for my reparations tomorrow. i know my tributes are quite small in comparison to some of Your other boys and that my money probably means next to nothing to You. However, my tributes to You have made a very large dent in my tight budget and i continue to struggle to keep up.

i am wondering if You would prefer that i keep my toenail polish on tomorrow until after i whip myself for You. Somehow i think You might find that pleasing...

Your humble servant,

So Embarrassed

Dear Goddess,

i was out running about for most of today, but i kept checking Your tweeter timeline. Thank You for tweeting so many gorgeous photos of Yourself today, You are so beautiful it is unbelievable.

i also still can't believe that You are having me paint my toenails. i will be SO embarrassed, but i am powerless to resist doing Your bidding. And for some strange reason i have to admit that i am a bit curious to see how my toes will look once they are painted. But i would still much, much rather be painting Yours!

While i was out today i had another opportunity to please a Superior Black Woman. i came across a rather heavy set black mother in a store who seemed to be stressed out a bit, trying to deal with her little boy. The mother had long. lovely black hair that was done in thick braids. It looked quite attractive and i enthusiastically told her so. my compliment really seemed to cheer her up and she thanked me profusely. i was very happy that i was able to make her day a bit brighter and i thought about the fact that she had You to thank, even though she would never know it.

Your humble servant,

my Responsibility

Dear Goddess,

Today was a good day and i hope i was able to help You out a bit. i was really happy that we were able to get Your domain straightened out. It also appears that i will be toiling even harder on a regular basis for You as more tasks become my responsibility.

Today was also good because once again i had opportunities to serve Superior Black Women. Mutual smiles as they greeted me and i looked forward to pleasing them.

It looked like You had a great time skydiving, You certainly seem to be enjoying Yourself as lot lately, as a Goddess should.

Your humble servant,

Toil On All my Tasks

Dear Goddess,

i hope you are well rested from Your weekend now, sounds like it was quite busy. i am still pretty tired after being up so late last night, i think i will turn in early tonight.

i am glad You were able to start reading my story and i hope You enjoy it. i found it quite exciting to write it and enjoyed the process.

i continue to study Search Engine Optimization and i also continue to toil on all my tasks devoted to Your pleasure. It all keeps me quite busy and well focused on You.

Off to sleep now....

Your humble servant,

Long, Long Day

Dear Goddess,

i have had a long, long day and i'm just now going off to sleep. i just tweeted You about Your lovely new outfit, so obviously You are up and off to the new day while i am just ending mine.

i'm quite tired, so i must be brief. It was a long day, but good. i was able to please & compliment some Superior Black Women, which always makes my day. i also spent some time looking into Google keywords and search engine optimization (SEO). i am kind of new to SEO, but i'd like to become more expert at it so i can be a better web slave for You. And of course i spent a good deal of time taking care of all my usual tasks devoted to You, spread out throughout the day.

Off to sleep now...

Your humble servant,

Very Late Night

Dear Goddess

i had a very late night out Saturday visiting relatives in Lancaster. It was fun but quite tiring.

i am nearly finished with my story but i want to finish up a few things and send it to You on Sunday.

Your humble servant

Financial Blackmail

Dear Goddess,

Today was a busy day for me as i had lots of things to take care of. Of course i also spent time taking care of Foxxy tasks, but those are things i enjoy doing, hoping that my efforts contribute to Your pleasure.

i hope i wasn't out of line expressing my opinions regarding blackmail and shopping, but i felt it was important to clarify the difference between consensual & non-consensual. The teenager who killed himself had never expressed an interest in financial blackmail and clearly was a victim of a terrible crime. i feel that when a sub voluntarily expresses an interest in blackmail it is an entirely different matter.

i feel It is the same thing with shopping. If a sub wants to experience the thrill of taking a Goddess shopping he needs to understand how much he can afford to spend. He knows going into the situation that the Goddess is going to insist on spending extravagant amounts of money, that is part of the thrill he is seeking. No one is holding a gun to his head and he is free to walk away at any time, although he risks disappointing his Goddess. If he winds up spending more than he could afford i feel the fault is entirely his own, it is irresponsible to try to lay the fault on his Goddess.

i hope You have a lovely weekend and i look forward to more days of toiling for Your pleasure.

Your humble servant,

i Do So Love Her

Thursday 15th August 2013 ------ Arrived home at 7am to discover a packet had been shoved through my letterbox overnight, containing clothes for my son. Have been unable, so far, to ascertain where they came from. Had finished writing my FOXXY task at work and so grabbed a few hours sleep, before typing it up in the afternoon. AG read part of it on Her way to London and it gave Her a laugh. Replied to an email on Niteflirt, by advising that i am a FOXXY boy and not interested in anyone else. It was a quite evening on AG's blog as She is visiting Her favorite in London. Today i held out the white flag of surrender, but FOXXY doesn't take prisoners and put the boot in , in Her usual feisty fashion. I do so love Her.

Turning Heads

Dear Goddess,

You were quite the tease today, turning heads and frustrating boys on at least two continents. i am astounded that You can look so stunningly beautiful even when You are all sweaty.

As always, i put in a lot of time today, working for Your pleasure. i made good progress on my story for You, although i don't think i will compete with derekk on # of pages. i think You inspired him :)

It is getting late and i'm falling asleep while typing, so it is off to bed for me. Good night Goddess.

Your humble servant,

Ego Stroking

Wednesday 14th August 2013 ---- Felt in early morning that AG was a little bit down and so determined that today i would do a lot of ego stroking. I don't like to see my Goddess without Her natural smile . I went to visit a cleaner who has been off sick for some time and not been paid . He is a 60 year old African man and his company are breaking the law . He will be ok now he has Perry Mason( my nickname) on his side. Today AG informs us that She is a good whistler, and in the afternoon i write a short poem to pay tribute to Her many talents . In the evening i propose myself for the role of champion ego stroker. AG gives me permission to try. I am such a pratt sometimes , giving myself a heavy workload. Tonight i will write the task given to me by AG.

Task Is Due

Dear Goddess,

Thank You for providing me access to update Your blog, this should provide yet one more way for me to help You out and save some of Your precious time. i have also been checking out other Domme's member sites, but right now i am concentrating on my task that is due this Sunday.

As always, i kept an eye out today for opportunities to please Superior Black Women. i had one chance when i was at a local drug store and the cashier was an attractive young black woman. She had interesting black coral earrings that i complimented her on and she seemed genuinely impressed that i noticed them. She kept thanking me over and over and spent some time chatting with me. My compliment really seemed to perk up what may have been a boring day for her.

i also spent a good deal of time toiling over my growing list of tasks that You have provided me with, both as Your assistant in training and as Your boy Under Consideration. Either role would keep me more than busy enough, but combined i am kept scrambling from the time i wake till late at night. Hopefully it pleases You to have me working so long and hard every day for Your pleasure.

Your humble servant,

Early Morning Start

Tuesday 13th August 2013 ---- Had an early morning start, taking my son on an outing to Willows Farm Village in Hertfordshire. It was a long day, but he enjoyed himself. He has so much energy, definitely takes after his dad. I think i'm getting old, i took him on a merry go round and felt dizzy for 10 minutes afterwards. In the evening i checked the FOXXY web site and discovered its now displaying the blog She originally posted on Dommedose. AG tweets that Her owned boy rosco-man is taking a break from Her service, and one can tell She is a little sad about it. It makes me conscious of the fact that i was very open with Her regarding my feelings last week, and She gave me permission to leave Her service. My primary reason for being reluctant to do so, is the feeling of protectiveness i feel towards Her. I am sleeping early tonight. Although not back on duty until 11pm tomorrow tonight, i have agreed to meet a cleaner at 10am. He has been off sick and not paid for a couple of months . He is not one of my constituents, but he is from an ethnic minority background, and his company have a nasty reputation of exploitation. I am happy to give up my time in pursuit of justice. Tomorrow night i will commence work on my FOXXY task.

Nearly Two Months

Dear Goddess,

i just checked and saw that i have been submitting my daily diary to You for nearly two months now, starting on June 24. i am now back on my knees, where i spend so much time when it comes to You, thanking You for allowing me to continue this practice for so long. From Your tweets i can see that You must read every entry i send to You. i hope that i have not bored You too much and that occasionally You find some value in my writings.

i was thrilled when i saw Your tweet stating that i am making Your life easier day by day. i put a lot of time and effort into my duties as Your assistant in training and being able to make Your days easier is all the reward i could ask for. And knowing that You appreciate my efforts provides me with the incentive to toil even harder for Your pleasure.

Of course i also put some effort into pleasing the Superior Black Women of my neighborhood today, as i do every day. It still astounds me that so many of them seem to see me as a genuine friend and greet me with warm smiles.

i must say that i am quite happy as Your assistant in training and sub Under Consideration. my only desire is that You might allow me to continue to serve and worship You.

Your humble servant,

You Relax While i Work Hard

Dear Goddess,

Today was yet another busy day for me and i have to admit that i was turned on by the contrast of how hard i was working compared to how You seemed to be relaxing and enjoying Your day (just as You deserve). i hope that my efforts as Your assistant in training help to free up some of Your valuable time so You can spend more time having fun and relaxing.

i was also very turned on by the photos You tweeted today. i don't know how You do it, but every day You seem to look more beautiful. It is very kind and generous of You to share so many photos.

i would also like to thank You for mentioning me in Your latest Domme Dose posting. i am more than happy to toil away for Your pleasure and i was thrilled to read that You see some value in my efforts.

i am now back down on my knees begging You to allow me to continue as Your assistant in training.

Your humble servant,

Big Kid Who Never Grew Up

Monday 12th August 2013 ----- Not affected by Monday morning blues, my first day back at work after 3 weeks leave. My co-workers are happy to see the return of their whizz kid union rep, while the managers look glum ( too many kicked asses). I exchanged a bit of banter with AG about unionising Her fellow workers. Crap tube service today, a lot of signal problems. Just home after collecting my son. Am off work tomorrow and going early morning on a kids outing to a farm. Hehe i think i qualify, not as a parent, but as a big kid who never grew up. At least thats what my late mum always used to say. Anyway , my son has so much talent and boy can he talk, he will be the centre of attention.

Invigorated

Sunday 11th August 2013 ------ Arrived home early morning, feeling invigorated after my night out. Even my gammy foot could not prevent a spring in my step. Spent the afternoon watching hurling on Irish television. Prepared myself for going back to work tomorrow. I have a trade union day , a lot of things to do. In the evening i am set a task by AG. The subject matter leaves me a little uncomfortable. I feel like a poker player who has to compete while allowing his fellow players a peep at his cards. Nonetheless, i will apply myself diligently. It is after all, a work of fiction and i have a creative mind with a lot of imagination.

Increased Whippings

Dear Goddess,

i spent most of today in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. i drove thru the Amish country on the way there, it is always fascinating to see those folks. It really makes you sit back and reflect on life, seeing a group of people who thrive on voluntarily rejecting modern technology. They have an astounding approach on life and are steadfast pacifists. A few years back a madman shot and killed a half dozen Amish girls in a school house. He then shot and killed himself as the police were closing in on him. At his funeral his friends and relatives were outnumbered by the Amish folks who came to comfort his wife because she was one of their neighbors. Many of the Amish folks attending his funeral were relatives of the girls he had killed. None of them had anything bad to say about the man. They all expressed sorrow that he was deranged and they prayed for his soul.

i am glad that You had a good time at lunch today with Your friends. i am also glad that You seemed pleased by my latest whipping. Although You originally instructed me to whip myself five times each week i have had to increase the number of whippings substantially. After five whippings the marks on my back are nowhere near severe enough to satisfy You. It seems that You have grown to enjoy having me well marked for Your pleasure, and i am obliged to please You accordingly.

Your humble servant,

Pleasurable Day

Dear Goddess,

i spent most of today visiting Philadelphia again. i went to the Constitution Center by Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell and also toured about the site of the President's house (when George Washington was President). It was all quite interesting and i had a very good time.

Of course i was also excited because once again i was treated to the opportunity to encounter so many wonderful Superior Black Women in Philadelphia. i had many chances to compliment them on their beautiful hair, clothing and jewelry. All in all it was a very pleasurable day.

i got home late and now i'm off to bed, a bit after midnight.

Your humble servant,

Inferior White Girls

Dear Goddess,

i am so excited that You went skydiving! You certainly seem to be enjoying a lot of new experiences.

i got a late start on today, resting up after a late night in Philadelphia last night. i hope my whipping was satisfactory, i could see in the photo i took that the marks from last week's whipping were still visible. They had faded to a darker color while this week's markings are lighter in color.

Once again i found myself favoring Superior Black Women today. At one point i was in a super market and as i approached the check out registers i scanned the workers, passing by the inferior white girls (as well as all the boys) until i spotted a young black woman. She was quite tall, probably as tall as You and she had lovely black semi braids that were tied in a pony tail. Of course i complimented her on her beautiful hair and i was rewarded with thanks and a bright smile. Nothing makes my day like seeing a Superior Black Woman smile!

Your humble servant,

Candid Discussion

Saturday 10th August 2013 -----In early morning i had a candid discussion with AG ,in which i outlined my increasing lack of enthusiasm for the scene, as i felt i am not getting any buzz from it. She stated that i had permission to leave Her service if i wished to do so. Later in the morning i got a visit from my ex-wife and her daughter. While the little girl played with my son, my ex outlined how she is pissed off with her partner. They have 2 daughters and , although they were tough pregnancies, my former wife wanted to try for one more baby, as she longs for a son. However, during the week her partner had the " snip". I did explain to her that that process can be reversed, although that would be very painful for him. In any case she is now 40, so time is not on her side. She asked me to book some tickets online as the family is going to Africa next month to visit her mum, who is ill. Later in the afternoon, i dropped my son off at my friend's place so that i can have a little break from him jumping on my sore foot. In early evening i got invited to dinner by a former girlfriend. She turned up late, why do women always like to do that? I am such a punctual person. After dinner and drinks , i was invited back to her place for COFFEE. Of course it got too late for me to go home, and i was invited to stay over. Her apartment only has one bed, hehe, where have i heard that recently. FOXXY's favorite better stay on his mettle, or i might try and encroach on his space. This boy may be old, but he still has lead in his pencil. Before AG gets too indignant, i better state, JOKE ( SMILE). FOXXY spent Her afternoon skydiving, which She really finds exhilarating. I wouldn't mind giving it a go, though not at the moment, as i wouldn't fancy landing on my dodgy foot. Just got home feeling revitalized. I remember the words of Groucho Marx, " a man is only as old as the woman he feels". Hehe, the lady i was with last night, just like my wife, is a good deal younger that me. Hallelujah , there is some life in the old dog yet.

Need i Say More

Friday 9th August 2013 --- The highlight of a quite day on Planet FOXXY was an exchange of tweets with AG about Oprah Winfrey. That sums it up. Need i say more.

my Fun

Thursday 8th August 2013 ----Apologised to AG in the morning for mistaking a retweet of another domme as one of Hers. She thinks i am paranoid, little does She know of the life i have lived. There have been occasions in the past ( long ago ) when people thought i was being paranoid because i acted on my instincts . Those instincts have saved the life of me and others on more than one occasion. I am certainly not a person who suffers from illusion or irrationality. It was a quite day apart from a visit to FBA , where i deposited £205. It has been another day when i have felt myself becoming more disillusioned with the findom scene. It appears to me to be a place where, apart from a few exceptions, people keep singing the same old tunes and lack imagination or creativity. I ask my self again, what am i doing here? After all , there isn't anyone on this earth that i feel inferior to. If i cared about the money , i would be long gone. Not that i am rich, i have just never been materialistic. Playing with my little son today was so much fun. I think that i became involved in findom because i was attracted by AG and was a little intrigued. All i have found is that the dommes have fun because it affords the good ones a comfortable lifestyle, and the subs that have fun seem to have kinks which make them enjoy being beaten or humiliated. My fun has been restricted to a bit of humorous banter with AG . I think my days may be numbered.

Only Black Women Demand my Time

Dear Goddess,

i had another satisfying day of pleasing Superior Black Women today. i also surprised myself when i realized that i was ignoring some beautiful, head turning white women so i could focus on serving black women. i don't seem to have any desire to pay attention to white women anymore, only black women demand my time. i really don't think i would want it any other way.

It was also satisfying to see You having an enjoyable day. Although i was greatly jealous, i was particularly thrilled to hear about You having a nice dinner with a real man that excites You. Although i would love to enjoy Your company my greatest desire is to see you pleased and enjoying Yourself.

There was one more thing about today that i hesitate to mention. i was disturbed when i saw the tweets from derekk that seemed to show a lack of respect for You, particularly when he used foul language ('shit') when addressing You. i did not want to tweet anything publicly about my concern because as Princess Brandis pointed out, i am a sub and i need to know my place. However, i thought i should let You know my feelings.

Your humble servant,

My Day Was Brightened

Dear Goddess,

Today has been a fairly hectic day for me, capped off with a late night emergency trip to the vet.

Mt day was brightened more than once when Superior Black Women that i had previously pleased greeted me by name, smiling and obviously happy to see me. Of course i smiled back and complimented them on their hair and clothes. i was very happy that i seem to be establishing genuine friendships with them.

i am going to get off to bed now so i can get some rest and then get up early to tackle all the tasks i need to complete for Your pleasure. i do hope that You derive enjoyment out of working me hard, as i have been and obviously will be working quite hard for You.

Your humble servant,

i Am African At Heart

Tuesday 6th August 2013 ------ Today i arrived back from Planet of the Disappeared with an inner feeling of a new found wisdom. Having trawled through the FOXXY tweets of the past week, i have to say i found them rather dull and i don't feel that i have missed a great deal of excitement. Of course i am conscious of AG's various visits to London and i am so pleased She has been having fun. I have to say that my Goddess's preferred places to travel are very different to mine. America ( where i will never go again) and Bath would be right at the bottom of my list of places to visit. Then again i am an African at heart, and although i have been there 25 times previously, it is a part of the world i never tire of. AG is having a bad day and i try to cheer Her up. I compose a poem which illustrates my meekness and Her superiority. It seems to give Her a little laugh and i am pleased. The happiness of ALMIGHTY GODDESS really does mean so much to me. I briefly peruse Dommedose and read an article on instas by Ms Sydney ( apart from AG, she and Hex Kitten are my favorite contributors) . The piece itself is interesting, but it is the replies where the catfight takes place. Miss Conceited regards it as a personal attack on her, and vents her anger on the author. Ms Sydney is intelligent and well capable of defending herself, but she soon has allies in the shape of Hex Kitten and Akara Fang. Poor Miss Conceited, who i have always regarded as a silly girl, really is out of her depth. I was tempted to post a reply, but decided against. In the evening AG gave me task, and although She gave me until Thursday to complete it, i did so in just over an hour. In hindsight, the piece is ok , but i feel i could have done better, even within the restraints of 500 words. At the end of the evening AG appears to be back to Her happy feisty self and that is what matters. As for myself, i don't think i have been consumed by so much humility for a very long time.

It Is Hard...

Dear Goddess,

i am glad that You enjoyed Your trip to Bath. As a Goddess You should always indulge Yourself, being pampered while Your boys slave, worship and whip themselves for Your pleasure.

i toiled away at my tasks dedicated to Your pleasure today - praying at my shrine, working on my assistant chores, pleasing Superior Black Women, clicking, tweeting and now submitting my daily diary. It is hard (and sometimes painful) work being committed to the pleasure of a Goddess, and i consider myself blessed that You allow me to continue to attempt to please You on a daily basis.

Your humble servant,

Musing

Monday 5th August 2013 ------- Spent the day musing over my time here in Planet of the Disappeared. Tomorrow i shall travel back to the bosom of Planet Foxxy. My meeting with the old man yesterday, and my rummaging through his diary, have not provided answers to unanswered questions, and yet one is left leaving here with a feeling of inner wisdom. Sometimes it may , perhaps, be better not to have conclusive answers to questions. It might be better to be conscious of likely happenings, but with some elements left to the imagination. After all, imagination is a wonderful thing. It is the bedrock of eternal creativity. Sometimes in the more manic world of Planet Foxxy, people totally lack imagination and seek definitive answers and solutions to all their problems. Yet there are other times when the residents of the Foxxy world let their imaginations run riot and it can lead to all sorts of chaotic bitterness and downright bitchiness in which some people can get hurt. Anyway i believe that i will leave the Planet of the Disappeared, a little wiser than when i arrived, and i hope i will be able to put that wisdom to good use in my future life on Planet Foxxy.

Return to the More Stable

Sunday 4th August 2013 ------- Another day on this mysterious planet, and today a somewhat interesting development . I met a peculiar elderly gentleman. At least i presumed he was elderly, before on contemplation deciding that here in this strange world, of all places , presumption is totally unwarranted. He did at least, have the symptoms of being aged. His greyish hair balding towards the centre of his forehead, and a long bushy beard extending half way down his torso, he reminded one of a character from a Charles Dickens novel. He couldn't quite remember just how long he has been here, though he does concede that at times it seems like an eternity. He had in his possession a diary, with some barely legible notes that he had written long ago, with a younger firmer hand. He allowed me to peruse his treasured notebook. I managed to decipher some scribble from his early entries. This seemed to relate to his original reason for being here, reflection, hindsight, the use of past mistakes in the prevention of future errors. This evening i am starting to feel a little wearisome from my sojourn in this place , and i yearn to return to the more stable, albeit unpredictable, world of Planet Foxxy.

Repeat Whipping

Dear Goddess,

i hope You enjoyed Your trip to Bath today, it sounds like a lovely place.

i also hope You were pleased with my repeat whipping that i inflicted on myself this morning. i beat myself till my arm was sore and my back was stinging like mad. On the lower left side of the photo i tweeted this morning You can see an unmarked portion of my back, which is what my whole back looked like before my whippings. The rest of my back is now red and sore, and it is still stinging as i type this.

The rest of my day was uneventful, although i was fortunate enough to have multiple opportunities to please Superior Black Women. It has truly become quite natural for me to instantly look for ways to help or compliment every black female i come across, thanks to Your training and encouragement.

Looking forward to another week in Your service,

Your humble servant,

Bright Idea

Saturday 3rd August 2013 ----- In wracking my head to try and find an understanding of this strange place, i had what i thought was a bright idea. I asked the obvious question. Of course in keeping with the aura of this place, there is no obvious answer. Why do people disappear? Some people disappear by accident , some by design. Some to escape justice, some to find it . For some their disappearance is permanent, for others just a short interlude. For some it is a means to an end, for some others , tragically, a permanent end feisted upon them.. The people in this place, come in all shapes and sizes, every colour, creed and gender. The air in the place is not unpleasant, yet the murkiness seems to lack divinity. A god or goddess nowhere to be found, a sort of frugal paganness filtering the atmosphere. Suddenly my idea doesn't seem so bright anymore.

Dedicated to Your pleasure

Dear Goddess,

Once again i have been up fairly late, working on my tasks dedicated to Your pleasure and leisure. i sincerely hope i have been helping to free up some of Your precious time, enabling You to enjoy Yourself as a Goddess should. i have been toiling very hard for You lately, it seems that You truly do enjoy working me hard.

i am now on my knees apologizing for failing to please You earlier today when i whipped myself prior to paying my reparations. i beat myself repeatedly until my back was in agonizing pain, but i found it quite difficult to get decently visible marks to show. i think maybe my back has toughened up a bit and no longer marks as easily. i don't know how i will be able to endure the pain, but i am determined to whip myself properly tomorrow morning. i do not dare fail You again.

Your humble servant,

Bermuda Triangle

Friday 2nd August 2013 ----- Another day in this strange world. However, unlike on Planet Foxxy, another day older doesn't necessarily mean one is any wiser. The chances of reaching the answers to the many riddles posed by this strange and murky place, seem less than tangible. One thinks constantly of the Bermuda triangle. The possibilities seem more endless than the many quirks which make up the diverse minds of dom and sub in a d/s relationship. Yet there are times when one detects a little brightness in the ever distant darkness, and these keep alive a lingering hope that tomorrow may bring some enlightenment.

In Order to Please You

Dear Goddess,

It is quite late so this diary entry will be a bit short. i had a busy day today but i was happy because i had multiple opportunities to please Superior Black Women, holding doors, giving compliments and sometimes just saying hello with a smile.

i got home very late and had started working on the members area changes You required when i noticed Your tweets. i enjoyed our interaction, but i'm not sure how much sleep i'll get as i ponder how badly i'll need to whip myself when i wake up in order to please You.

i'm going to try to get some sleep now and then i'll get back to work for You in the morning.

Your humble servant,

Planet of the Disappeared

Thursday 1st August 2013 ------ Spent the day on the Planet of the Disappeared. It is a strange world , so surreal. In the main one exists in a trancelike state, totally surrounded by an aura of strange enigmas. Although it is a different world to Planet Foxxy, one can nonetheless sense some eerie similarities. In the Foxxy world, contented subs float on the euphoria of being accepted into devoted servitude by their adored Goddess. On this strange planet, one also has the sense of floating along, but this sense seems more related to the planet's unexplained mysteries . That is not much of an explanation, but it is only my first day here and at this point in time it is difficult to be more concise.