On Monday I was invited by my goddess to cut ivy. So that a new net can be put up for the cats so that they don't rush out of their run. We were busy for 3 hours and actually accomplished everything my goddess planned for me. After the 3 hours we went into the house where I took off my clothes and kissed her feet extensively. Then it was time for the sissy shrimp to be thoroughly cleaned under the supervision of my goddess (under a very cold shower). Since I was unable to pull back my constricted foreskin, my goddess herself took action and pulled it back with force, which was not entirely without pain on my part. She washed the acorn and wreath thoroughly and definitely with very cold water. It felt so good to be touched down there again. Even though I was really horny, my cock didn't move at all and stayed limp. After washing, I was allowed to dry myself and my goddess spontaneously decided to show me some of her play equipment. I will definitely get to know some of them properly during my punishment. She put a collar on me to try out to see what size I needed because I should get my own at some point. But what I felt, chained to the large metal cage, to percussion instruments (metal flogger, square wood, whip, wooden paddle, dogwhip), made me suspect that this would not be a walk in the park and certainly not a pleasure. Finally, my goddess stretched my urethra a little and noticed again that my sissy cock was really small and that it was more of a hole, and that I could even wear a flat chastity device. Unfortunately the larger stretching rod didn't fit into my urethra, it felt really intense and made my horniness rise to the limit. Since my goddess didn't like the fact that I was writhing with lust, she placed a clamp with sharp metal teeth on my glans, the pain was so intense and unpleasant that I was really scared and panicked a little (I felt fine, I have to mention). I begged and pleaded and writhed in agony, after all my glans was still untouched and still had all the nerves that could perceive everything intensively. I've never had sex in the traditional sense either, so she's still really a virgin. My goddess really liked that. She asked me if I had experience with ball crushing and breathplay (no for the former, I love the latter). She sat on my chest with her legs apart and let me exert a complete breath-taking weight on me, so that it became difficult to breathe and I only breathed shallowly could. While I was gasping for breath, she said that she was really wet and that her pants were wet and if I could feel it. I was surprised and said no, then she took a paper, wiped it through her privates in her pants and rubbed her pleasure into my face. I was speechless and breathless at the same time, so much so that I started to choke because I couldn't breathe anymore because of the surprise and had forgotten how to breathe. My face was completely wet and it smelled so good of my goddess and tasted slightly salty that it made me dizzy and turned off my brain. I was completely dumbfounded and exhausted, my goddess stood up and asked me if it would be harmful if I ate the paper, to which I replied that I didn't know, but a cloth to suck it out would be ok. My Goddess replied that this was a good idea, for next time. She motioned for me to follow me into the hallway so that I could put the chastity device back on under her supervision. I was a little happy because my shrimp was safe in there, but also sad because I knew I had to go home. My goddess stroked the hair on my head again in detail (for me she can't scratch it in detail enough, I love the feeling) and motioned for me to get dressed again and kiss and lick her feet goodbye. Her husband and first slave had now also come home, I said hello to him and then said goodbye.