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Road to Submission Servitude by Goddess Natasha

May 16, 2015 niteflirt, slave, slave training, slavery, Uncategorized

Over the years, I have trained many submissives and slaves. While there have been long time on-going real time sessions, there has also been training programs using other venues. By other venues, I mean the regular mail service way back when. Then email and on line training as technology progressed. I have found that instructional, informational and training MP3’s and videos are very effective.

My latest endeavor in slave training I am calling The Road to Submission…

It’s time…time to begin The Road to Submission! These recordings and future recordings along with tasks will guide you on this path. The path that will lead you to the life and lifestyle you have always desired and craved. The path that leads to a powerful Dominant Superior Female! Begin NOW!

Sign of submission and servitude

This first step instructs you to begin with a Lifestyle sign of submission and servitude. Be ready to kneel, worship and obey!

Devote yourself to Goddess

This second step has always been mandatory for a personal slave! I find words as well as thoughts to be VERY powerful.

How I acquire the slave farm

May 24, 2013 female domination, female superiority, Female Supremacist, Female Supremacy, femdom, niteflirt, slave, slave training, slavery, Uncategorized

Acquiring the slave farm

Upon graduation with a Doctoral degree in clinical psychology I set up my practice and residence in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Mainly so I could escape the yearly punishment of snow and bitter cold wind of the Northeast and feel instead the warm breezes off the ocean. I loved walking barefoot in the sands throughout the year. My slave Jenny left her studies to attend me, of course. The poor child was so enthralled by my beauty and she was a natural slave whose identity and worth were dependent upon service and value to her Mistress.

I employed Jenny as my office girl, apartment maid and cook, as well as for my sexual amusement. Even after several years the girl trembled with uncontrollable excitement at the mere thought of pressing her face between my smooth thighs. Come, lick me, Jenny. Yes, Mistress. Lick, suck, kiss, lick, orgasm after orgasm.

Life was all well and good but sometimes a little boring for me. However useful it was having Jenny as a slave and however delectable her young flesh was to my touch, the truth of the matter was that I longed to be worshipped and served by lowly male thingies. I needed to express my Female Supremacy over groveling men.

I needed to inflict a world of pain on male beasties, whereas listening to other people’s whiney problems in therapy became a chore. Some who were legitimately in need of psycho pharmaceuticals stirred my compassion and I referred them to medical practitioners. Some were helped by short courses of cognitive therapy. But too many were drama queens who were beyond my help. The Goddess in me became bored by psychotherapy as a career.

I needed a change. My decision to switch careers to Professional Domination turned out to be much more profitable and certainly more erotic for me. That may sound unbelievable to you. But look, I really get off on dominating male creatures. That is so Hot! As I told you before, controlling a male slave is really makes me wet between my sweet thighs. I did tell you that. Pay attention when I talk to you!

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FemDom tale of Female Supremacy: The Farm (Original)

May 7, 2013 amateur, ball busting, boot fetish, CBT, cfnm, discipline, domination, dominatrix, domme, Female Supremacist, Female Supremacy, femdom, humiliation, lesbian, Lifestyle Female Supremacist, natasha, niteflirt, phone domination, s and m, slave, slave training, toilet slavery, whipping

For many of you, this story will seem very familiar. It was written over 12 years ago and published in “Goddess Natasha‘s Bondage Tymes” as well as My first web site and through out the internet. All I can say is I enjoy it every time I read it! It is dedicated to Female Supremacy and the Dominant Female.

The Farm

I am a sadist. I am beautiful, stunningly so. I am tall, with long legs and a gorgeous athletic body and devilishly beautiful face. I have always been able to get men to do anything for Me, sometimes the most ridiculous things. It started, I guess, with My father. I soon found that with a certain look or pout I could rap him around My little finger. From there I progressed to the boys at school. I was the cruelest bitch to ever go through high school. I also remained a virgin throughout high school. I was never going to allow a filthy man to enter my body.

It was natural, I guess, I ended up a professional dominant and a true believer in Female Supremacy. Soon after I graduated as a psychiatrist from a highly esteemed Eastern school, I got enough money together to buy a secluded piece of property. It had a huge house and about twenty acres of land. The house was somewhat run down, but I thought I could easily have it rebuilt by men seeking to gain favor with Me. I ran a couple of ads and offered a lengthy stay at a “secluded retreat to learn the fine art of servitude to a female tyrant.’ I was surprised by the deluge of responses I received and was able to be quite selective in My clientele.

My first customer was a well built man of about age forty. The rates I charged for a one week stay were nothing short of outrageous. Nonetheless, he showed up as scheduled. I picked him up at the Ft. Lauderdale airport. I wore a black leather skirt and a white silk blouse, off-black stockings and knee high very high heeled boots. My new slave was relieved to see I was as attractive as I claimed to be, and we walked to My car. I made him kneel and kiss My feet before we got into the car, much to his dismay. There were people around for this scene, but none paid too much attention. I made him get into the trunk and I drove back to My new slave ranch.

When we arrived, we walked to the front door and I made him lie down across the front of the doorway. I stepped up onto his chest and very deliberately wiped My boots on his shirt. I then held each boot over his mouth so he could better clean them with his tongue. I opened the door and stepped off his body into My castle. I instructed him to strip naked and await My return. I went to My room and put on a pair of leather gloves and picked up a riding crop and returned to find My new slave kneeling in the middle of the floor. As I walked over to him, I noticed he had a raging erection. Knowing the power I have over males I had no fear whatsoever of this strange slave. I kicked him as hard as I could in the stomach and he doubled over onto his side in pain. Raising My boot, I stepped down hard on the side of his neck. He whimpered and apologized for some unknown infraction he may have committed and pleaded with Me to have Mercy on him.

“I have no mercy, you piece of dirt. There’s no need of an apology. I kicked you because I enjoy hurting men. I brought you here to torment and torture you for My amusement. You have no rights here and you can expect some very painful time in My presence. If you feel you are not up to serving Me, you may leave now. You will have to find your own way back. If you stay, you are My slave, to do with as I see fit. No one knows where you are. If you are willing to accept these terms, you may kiss the toe of each of My boots and tell Me to do with you as I will.”

I raised My boot off his neck and stepped back. He crawled over to Me on his stomach and kissed the toe of each boot.

“I am Here to worship and adore you, Mistress. I will place My life in your hands and only hope I can offer you some pleasure with My miserable body.”

I smiled down at him and stepped on the back of his neck. My heel dug into the nape of his neck and I twisted it back and forth creating a nice red welt. My new slave did not make a sound. Time to show him what Female Supremacy really meant!

“Follow Me with your nose at My heels. If I stop, I expect to feel your tongue licking My heels.”

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slave for a day

July 22, 2012 bdsm, dildo, discipline, domination, femdom, fetish, flogging, slave, whipping

My program slave for a day is not offered lightly or often! It takes a special kind of submissive to be granted such a privilege.

After finally feeling better, Friday began with one of My slaves picking Me up for breakfast…it was a wonderful day of servitude! Massages, foot rubs, flogging, the cat applied throughout the day and into the evening!
he prepared dinner (delicious fresh salmon on the outdoor grill, rice and steamed green beans!) and basically spent his day in servitude and submission!

If you would like to found out how you can APPLY to serve as My “slave for a day”, contact Me and I will direct you!

The other option for being interviewed for slave for a day is to call Me on NiteFlirt where I will conduct an in depth interview.

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Below is a picture of Me dressed in leather and latex for Friday!

Well, that is a little about Friday….Saturday’s adventure is a whole different story with a different slave!

Wickedly
Goddess Natasha