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Good evening to all,
i have been away for a bit but i am back all relaxed and enjoying life :)
wishing you all the same peace,
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Good evening to all,
Just a quick FYI..i do not send pictures of myself to anyone i do not know..regardless of how nice you appear to be. i was black mailed a couple years ago and had to have the community leader step in to help me. This is not some lie or story i have created. This is my reality. To the man who just ran like a coward in the night and blocked me...hopefully you will never experience this as free as you are with your pictures...If this is an inconvenience for you.. i am sorry..this is something i will not budge on..i am not in the need for a bunch of likes on my pictures lol So until i actually have gotten to know you, i am sorry but i will not send pictures.
Appreciate your understanding
warmest wishes
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Good evening to you all...
I wonder if I may have an answer to a simple question...
why do so many of you write to me, ask me a question and then delete your profile before I have even answered it? what is the point of this practice? For the ones that are doing this...are you all the same person just recreating an identity? Should you not stick around for at least the answer?
I think I am pretty easy to talk to so I don't understand why anyone would bother with this..or the ones who hide who they are from me and pop in and out asking me things but never revealing who they are...
so frustrating to play cat and mouse or cat and coward..
my apologies for the venting but this is driving me nuts..
have a wonderful night and the warmest wishes in your search
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I wander these "halls" not really looking for anything in particular. Simply conversation. An exchange of ideas and beliefs.
Long ago I thought I would simply not survive without the care of a Master/Dom. I have learned that not only do I survive but I do just fine.
There are times when I cant breath because something has triggered my longing, but I simply reflect on what I have had the pleasure of experiencing. I am fortunate to have loved 3 Masters, each love has had its own level of intensity. How lucky am I to be able to say that? :)
So for now, I search for nothing really..if someone happens to come along that I simply must serve..well I will do so with my whole heart as I always have, holding nothing back. But I am not in any hurry. I am not going to feel lost without this person. I am not going to crumble and fall apart. I am simply living life to the fullest.
That's not to say that I don't feel the electricity when seeing certain power exchange pictures, or when I read certain notes written to me. I feel it very strong at times I shake and feel goosebumps just as I did the first time I looked into his eyes, but I have grown a lot in the last couple years. I am not that meek slave that cries out in the dark for someone to save. I am a very strong person.
In my opinion, the best slave is strong. She does have the ability to teach herself, to control herself, and to do the best she can. After all a slave that claims she is nothing without a Master is simply a shell of a person in my opinion. Who would want to own an empty shell, an empty box. Wouldn't it be more glorious to own the beautiful wild Mare, instead of a broken down horse...
So if you are looking for the girl that needs to be told how to dress, when to go to bed, when to eat, and when to breath...warmest wishes in your search. She is out there..its just not me.
have a wonderful day,
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Happy Happy New Years to all of You
Hope you have someone to flog in the new year with..;)
cheers to health and happiness and above all else.... discipline! ;)
Naughty
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Merry Christmas to all of you,
May your holidays be filled with plenty of laughter, endless hope, and many many moments of love and joy!
Naughty |
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Just a quick note:
i had someone write to me today and ask me if i was a tweener...
i am a submissive...in the past i have been someone's slave...someone's pet...
i no longer have interest on diving that deep...i have too many complications to submit at that level. Although my heart is and always will be that of a slave...i will control the depths of my submission and not allow myself to surrender at that level.
So to answer the mans question who deleted his account after asking me
i am simply a submissive.
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A reminder to myself :
remember your soft side..never let that be stolen from you
remember what's important and never loose sight of that
remember your goals and always work to achieve them
remember who you were but always move forward
remember kindness and thoughtfulness are still the most important characteristics
remember to always move in a positive light and energy..because anything less is
destructive and useless..
remember to watch your smart mouth because one day, you may find the one you smarted off to the most, just might be the one you want to impress the most...grins
remember to let your submissive heart shine...never let the fire burn out. |
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Do you ever feel raw hunger
the kind of hunger that makes you loose control
the kind of hunger that can turn the most disciplined slave into a fucking brat?
the kind of hunger that borderlines anger..
the kind that being told in time only feeds the anger and the need
the kind that makes patience a form of torture
that your body is in physical pain
where your cravings have turned you into someone you cant control or even understand
the kind of hunger that brings tears to your eyes
the kind that makes you become demanding
the kind that festers in you like a splinter in your foot
the kind that has no release or forgivness
the kind i feel for you.
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i need to drink the passion from Your lips
i need to consume the energy from Your presence
i need to dance in the imagination of Your mind
i need to run naked in your control..
i need to be free being bound by Your ownership
** when a Master takes my heart properly i run emotionally naked for him..never do i build a wall..never do i hide who his slave is..i run wild and free for him**
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i wish You all a Happy Valentines Day
my wish for You..
May you have someone who ignites Your passion
Someone to share Your dark romance with
and that You fall asleep with the thoughts of her and her gentle wet kiss still warming Your lips and the light of her soul shining brightly inside of You
Happiest of Valentines to You all...
kisses
Naughty
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"Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain."
i extend my hand to You and ask that You lead me in a dance in the rain......
i have the strength and conviction to dance alone..however, my heart prefers to be lead...
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Dear Santa,
i have a very short wish list this year. It is really quite simple..i wish that everyone has someone to share the magical day with. That no one is lonely and sad. That their hearts feel full of love and joy for each other and others. i wish for the magic of the season to wrap everyone in warmth and kindness towards not just people in their lives but strangers.i hope that people can feel empathy for others less fortunate and try to reach out to them and share their good fortunes..that for at least on this time of year they can choose to rise above their own needs and share some kindness with others..
This can be a very hard time of year for so many..the smallest of gestures can mean so much to someone even if it was so effortless to do..
Take care,
Naughty
P.S.
If you happen to have a extra flogger laying around..ya know the one..the big thuddy kind.maybe you could have a wonderful Master deliver it..a Master with dark eyes like Frosty the Snow Man...One that has enough toys in his closet that would make the elves workshop look small...one that has the talent to take me to sub space and make me fly like Rudolf...and make my ass as red as Rudolf's nose...One that could take me so far into subspace, i could swear i hear the Angels sing "glory to my new found king" ;) giggles
i am hoping i am on the "good girl" list ...given i am a even balance of Naughty ~ Nice! :)
Merry Christmas Santa...this Naughty girl will be waiting for You under the tree..... |
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I don't want your collar
I want your heart
I don't want your promises
I want your actions
I don't want your material things
I want your mind
I don't want to know the length of your cock
I want to know the depth of your imagination
I am a heart hunter. I seek the heart of the Master..I work to slay it,.to consume it..to earn it. So many of you have offered me ownership or collars. None have understood that without Your heart..Your collar holds no meaning.The collar is a confirmation of ownership..the eyes are a confirmation of ones soul...I dont want a necklace..I want it all...Your mind heart and soul...Just as so many of you claim to want this from a slave.
I want to be the first thought on Your mind when you wake in the morning. I want to be the reason the smile crosses your lips before the coffee does. I want to be the reason for that hard on..I want to be the reason your heart skips a beat and swells with happiness.I want to be the trigger to your imagination and living out all the kinks that make you who you are.
I am the slave that will hunt Your heart as you hunt mine..question is...will You share it? Or protect it and allow me to pass on by..
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i keep trying and trying to explain myself..i try all different ways of saying it so that you the reader can get a feel of who i am..
Sadly my words and thoughts escape so many of you
Sadly it seems you waste your time sending me notes when clearly we do not match..i am not a casual fuck..i am not a hook up on your trip..i am a very deep and passionate slave who truly believes in the bond between a Master and his precious slave..
Please understand that i explain so much about the mind and heart due to that is what is most important to me..when you have this bond is place sex is fucking amazing..when you have the connection blooming and both people feed each others mind...and the kinks of bondage and pain and pleasure and torture are all in line as well...it's priceless |
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With the holidays coming up i just wanted to wish you all...
moments of silence to reflect
moments of laughter to feel joy
love in your heart
playfulness in your mind
peace in your soul
Hope you all have someone to share the special times with and someone to appreciate and love you for all that you are...
take care
Naughty
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She sat up in her bed unable to sleep. Scrunching up her fists and rubbing her eyes.It was dark in her room except for the light of the full moon. Oh how she loved the moon and stars. She didn't understand why she couldn't sleep. After all she was in her favorite night gown, the white one with little lavender flowers. She had her hair up in pig tails with lavender bows to match. Mr Snuggles was right there with her. So what was the problem.
Mr Snuggles was her teddy bear her Daddy had given her for being a good girl. He was a large bear, the kind she could hardly get her arms around.His brown hair that use to be so fluffy now lay matted down. His blue bow tie was torn and stained.She loved this bear very much and never slept without him.He was all she had left of her Daddy since he left.
Throwing back the white down quilt,she swung her legs over the bed. Her little pink painted toes sunk into the softness of the white carpet.She remembers how it use to feel like she was walking on marshmallows and let out a little giggle despite her sadness.She loved the way the carpet always tickled between her toes.
She felt lucky to have such a beautiful little girls room. Her Daddy always told her she deserved to have pretty things in life, pretty just like her.Crawling up on the window seat, her and Mr Snuggles, she searched for the man on the moon. Pulling her legs up under her nighty and resting her face on her arms, tears trickled down her rosey cheeks.
Where is he Mr Moon? Where is the one who will love me..the one who will protect me from the monsters at night. The one that will check under the bed before i crawl in...the one that will want to care for me and make sure i am happy..the one that will wipe away my tears and tell me he will always love me and then kiss me on the forehead..where is the one that will think i am the prettiest little girl he could have..where is this Daddy,Mr Moon? When will you bring him to my window ..to my room..to my heart.
After no response from the Moon..she sighs and grabbed Mr Snuggles by the hand and crawled back into bed..
Someday he will come for me..someday he will Mr snuggles...you'll see |
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Cover me with rose petals, black ones with the thorns..
Lay me down on silk sheets, red ones like our blood
Bind my wrists in leather,strong ones so there is no escape
Place the blind fold over my eyes, a scarf so i no longer see
Put Your chains around my ankles, cold steal that are only meant for me
Place Your hands around my neck, taking my breath away
Put Your lips to mine,whisper its time to play
Put Your cheek to mine, promise You'll never throw my love away |
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Let me..
Let me slip into something silky and sexy,.while You begin to slowly slip into my mind
Let me bind my hair in a ribbon high upon my head, while You ask me if i am really ready to begin
Let me turn down the lights and settle in beside You, while You speak softly and magically capturing my every thought and desire
Let me sit there quietly staring deep into Your eyes while You explain to me who i am and where our journey is going to go
Let me follow You closely into the darkness of our minds and thank You for taking care of me and guiding me along the way..
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Can You...
Can You open Yourself up to me, holding nothing back regardless of how unlike You it is to be this open...
Can You surrender Your heart to me and show me all the love that You are capable of giving as well as the control and discipline...
Can You invest the time it takes to mentally bind me and keep up the energy making sure it doesn't fade or wilt like a flower thirsting for sun light
Can You share with me Your fears as well as Your desires and allow me to cherish the time You spent sharing these with me...
Can You understand where the strength of a Man to me is in His ability to show His vulnerable side and not be afraid to do so
Can You understand that showing me these sides of You would never lesson my respect for You as a Man/Master...
Can You see that i would never do anything to abuse Your trust and faith in me but would continue to protect anything You share with me
Can You see that i want nothing but Your happiness and in order for me to help You achieve it i need to know You inside and out as well as You know me that way...
Can You appreciate the fact that i write these things to show You whats in my heart and mind and never to be pushy or controlling...
Can You feel that You won my heart at hello and my submission with the first look into my eyes and i have not been the same ever since...
Can You see that You are the most important person to me and all i want to do is serve You for as long as You will have me...
Can You understand that i am Yours and and there is no place i would rather be then at Your feet.
Can You... |
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May i....
May i crawl to You...
may i crawl across the room until i reach where You sit watching me...
May i kiss the ground You walk on,
kiss the tops of Your feet, show You that i am fully aware of where i belong..
May i rise to meet Your hands,
may i bring them to my lips, may i kiss Your fist and place it on my cheek so that i may feel at peace..
May i lay my head in Your lap,
if only for a few moments, allowing You to feel my tenderness when Your with me...
May i look deep into Your eyes,
may our minds speak to each other in intense conversation while our lips remain completely motionless...
May i taste Your mouth,
may i place Your hands on my throat while i am already breathless from the dancing of our tongues
May i kiss Your neck,
may i run my fingers through Your thick hair and work my way down..
May i kiss Your chest,
tasting Your skin and craving to have even more of You..feeling the moisture build between my legs in need...
May i beg permission to pleasure You,
may i take You deep into my mouth and begin to work my magic on Your body feeling the quivering in Your belly
May i drink from You,
quenching my thirst with all that You have inside of You..and thank You for allowing me to consume from Your beautiful body
May i kneel for You,
may i lay my face on the floor between Your feet offering my complete submission to You in hopes that You will desire it
May i give You all of me,
my submission, my obedience, my love, all that i am for Your to keep, for as long as You want it..
May i... |
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Laying here i am lost in the memory of the kiss...
Being granted permission to kiss Your lips..
Reaching over and gently placing my hand on Your cheek
Leaning in slowly with my lips and placing them on Yours..
It is completely erotic to me that You just sit there and allow me to kiss You gently
Your lips are so incredibly soft and delicious to me and it ignites the fire in my soul..
With each kiss i plant on Your lips,i am drawn in with passion..slowly sliding our tongues together the fire is raging...still the meeting of our mouths is so tender and sensual.
i am wanting to force myself on You so hard but this is teasing me through out my entire body to continue to go slow..but pressing harder each time...
Moaning now because i can no longer contain myself...loving the taste of You.. Your sent... Your touch...
This kiss continues to haunt me night and day...and i would do anything to feel this tonight as i rewind the memory over and over and over again... |
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What a beautiful day for welts..:)
There is something about feeling the sting that makes everything float like big fat white clouds...where the cool breeze in the day makes you want to behave silly and fly a kite...or go to the lake and feed the ducks...giggles...:)
What a beautiful day! |
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Show me Your mind and i will show You my heart...
Show me honesty and i will show You loyalty....
Show me honor and integrity and i will show You devotion...
Show me a real Master and i will show You a slave You have never known...
Show me effort and i will show You obedience....
Show me Your affection and i will show You i will please You in everyway i possibly can..
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Come dance with me, He said and held out His hand...as she took the first step forward and slid her little hand into His, her heart began to race and she was locked into His trance and His desire...
i was having a conversation today about the cravings of a pain slut. It occurred to me that i am not the typical pain slut. It is not a session for me for the most part. i do not need to be bleeding or welted to feel happy.
What i crave is the invite. The invite into His dark mind. No one else is there...He is sharing His dark side with me. That to me creates the bond..seals the deal.He invites me and becomes vulnerable in showing me just who he is..i rise to the challenge and try my best to surrender to His every desire and need.
His mind completely exposed to me as my body is completely exposed to Him. No one else sees him like this..no one else is sharing His precious desires..and i am His canvas to paint on what His vision is..how wonderful to be that canvas, how lucky to be the one with the invitation to the party..He and i being the only ones that knows what happens in that room..the sounds..the smells...the tears...the screams...the explosion of our bodies.
How many people passed through His life that day? How many saw the inside of His everything? How many just look blankly into the eyes of the Master...and how many will join Him in the dance of darkness when He hears the music...just me.What an honor to be the one...
Slipping on my slippers and party dress..i await His invite with visions of floggers and crops dancing in my head....
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What a gorgeous day in Vegas...so beautiful! Holy hell i love this place.... |
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i need to feel Your hand reach around my head and grab handfuls of my hair..to feel the stare into my eyes. To feel the heat when You come in close and our lips meet in passion and hunger. i need to feel the dance of our tongues..the sweet taste of your saliva....the hunger in Your pants as our kiss deepens and our bodies press together. To feel like a doll that You have complete control over...to go limp in Your arms when Your lips press harder and harder into mine...i need to feel Your kiss.... |
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The sun came out full force today and i can feel the hunger rumbling deep inside of me as passion wants to errupt from my very soul....The cravings are so forceful i can hardly concentrate on anything but my needy body. The craving to be taken and beaten and taken again...leaves me growling and catching my breath.
Reaching into my closet and grabbing my flogger. Feeling the sweetness of the leather slats...smelling the leather and becoming intoxicated with need. my mind flashes back to the times of restraints and i can hardly contain myself...the sounds of the ropes and chains....the loving sting of the paddles and belts...holy hell i am arroused. The slut is trying to come out to play...it is difficult to contain her much longer. |
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If you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
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Submission is such a funny thing..it can be given easily and without effort and it can be taken back just the same.
Some say it is a gift..something to be earned while others think of it as their right to have it. Submission can be the most beautiful of acts that one can give another and it can also be the most haunting and painful acts one will ever experience. It all lies in the hands of the Dominant on how it is given. Does He receive it and nurture it...caring for it like a precious gem, or does he simply take if for granted.... He holds the keys to the submissives heart. His care for her gives direction on which way the path will take...a glorious journey or a nightmare from hell.
Which path do You choose to take her on? |
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i am going to be gone for awhile...
i wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving....
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Could i have had a better Halloween...smiles...Hope you all did as well
Naughty |
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Where are You? Why is it so hard to find You? i find myself wondering if You even exist...are You just a figment of my imagination...did i make You up completely in my mind...do i put too much pressure on the details of who You are to create more of a fantasy then reality? Are You so hidden that it is an impossibilty for me to ever see Your light....have i ever spoke with You but wasn't able to see it was You all along? Do my needs and desires make it impossible to understand that You are exactly what i have been looking for and i walked blindly past You without a second glance? Where are You..... |
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When i walk into the room...will i know You are there?
When You brush Your hand against me....will i feel Your electricity?
When i look into Your dark eyes....will i feel Your strength?
When my name crosses Your beautiful lips....will my soul dance?
At the end of the day...will i know..You are the one? |
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Some day.....
At the end of the day...
When the dust has settled...
When the sun has set..
and the moon is shining brightly...
all i want is to be sitting quietly at Your feet,
and to be able to whisper the words:
Thank You for all that You are Master
Naughty |
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This was written to me from a dear Master and this is how he views my needs...smiles...he is right on the money
You love facing fear.
You love being pushed to the nth degree, forced/allowed to sacrifice yourself for Master's pleasure.
You love knowing you are in the hands of one that will take you to the edge, hang you over perilously, wring you out to prove that nothing can come between you and pull you back to himself...
You love the idea of being all in, 100%, completely devoted, owned through and through, of doing for M what nobody else has or can, being precious in His eyes because of it. |
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The offering....
i kneel before You in hopes You will accept me as Yours...i lay my face in the palm of Your hand as a token of my trust in You...i kiss Your hand to show You my affection and desire to be Yours..lowering my eyes always in Your presence to show my respect for You...bearing my soul so that You may never wonder who i am.
i give You my mind so that You may have a place to play...i give to You my body for You to express Your passion...and my heart so that You will never question i belong to You. i give to You my everything because You are Master and i am your slave... |
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Lately i have been through what seem an endless amount of interviews through emails with Dominants. i have for some reason become of some interest. i am not being prideful when i say that but honest and it has caused me to do some soul searching about who i am and what i seek.
Some of these interviews have been light hearted while others have been intense thought provoking experiences. i always try very hard to answer questions with as much thought and information as i can possibly give as a tool for someone to get inside my head and really understand who i am.
All though i know without a doubt i can serve any Master and do it well as long as i pay attention to His needs...i do know that not everyone is the proper fit.There is so much more involved.Any women can cook,clean,be obedient, suck cock and what ever else the Man needs..anyone can do this...but the relationship should be more then just these actions.In my world anyway.
So i think to myself of a story my great friend told me when he was interviewing a slave himself and her response to him...it was "i will prove to you i am exactly who i say i am" To me this is a very good place to start. Proving Your words shows that You really are serious and that You really care.
Now for some reason this way of thinking causes most (not all) Doms to become uncomfortable and pissed off reminding me of my place as a slave...but truthfully i will always consider the dynamic of a Master and slave a relationship. So before the surrender comes..before the exchange of power should be a strong foundation of a relationship...there are things done to build a relationship..and it always starts with knowledge. Knowledge of who the fuck we are...doesn't it?
If there is nothing but mystery wrapped around who You are..how would i ever trust You? If Your words are all i have to go on...what do i really have? Your word on who You are? That would be careless and dangerous for me to settle for just Your words wouldn't it? So why when i ask for You to prove to me who You are is, this such an insult?
Submissives are constantly told "prove your worth to me" Why does the Dom get a pass card on this? Why are You above proving why i should serve You? This is not being asked with bitchy intentions..this is just an honest question. Why out of the sea of Doms are You the one? There are so many Doms that want me to feel honored that they consider me...However, they do not return this feeling...This is a two way relationship...if you find the right match i believe both should appreciate having found it.
Please do not think i am trying to insult anyone, i am certainly not. i am however trying to explain as respectfully as i can...that i need a certain dynamic with the Dom that i give myself to for His pleasure...i need a certain level of trust that i have carelessly thrown aside in the past. i do learn from all my experiences and do not intend to hand myself over so easily again.
This doesn't mean i expect You to bend over backwards to "prove Your value as i am expected to" this simply means...i expect that if You are truly interested in me and we have the same mind set on the direction this should go...i am worth the effort it takes to show me who the hell You really are..prove to me Your words and i will prove to You, my words.
If You have no interest in investing the time it takes to make the most wonderful dynamic work and build the most incredible bond that continues to grow and make us both emotionally wealthy...then You,Sir, are not the right Master for me..and i thank You for Your interest and wish You the best on Your continued search for the one that is the right fit. |
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Missing the sound of the ropes..the sound of chains...the feeling of the buckles on the restraints. The rush of the first strike....taking in the sting...feeling the heat rise on my skin...the blindfold...can see nothing only hear His foot steps and the rummaging in the bag....the anticipation of what sensation is next...the feeling of my heart beating out of my chest like a scared rabbit...the sound of the music playing softly and blending with the pain..the darkness and freedom from everything outside....the dance of the sadist. |
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It always cracks me up when someone mistakes me for a Mistress. i am however confused as slave is not hidden in my name,but rather a huge part of it. Reading my profile i cant imagine how it shows a Domme in it..but if so maybe i should take another look at it and start fresh.
i am not a Mistress but i can play one on here i suppose to take care of some weekend bordom. Just teasing..thanks little slave boy for making me laugh today.;) |
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For those of You that have taken the time to make me feel so welcome..thank You for that. i am going to be out of town for two weeks and away from the net...if i dont respond please do not think i am rude..i am just unable to.
thank You
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i am serious about the bond between Master and slave. It does take time to create it. Sending me messages about raping my ass on first meets does make me smile because of how insane it is...but i would never meet someone who spoke to me like that without even trying to get to know me first. Also as much as i love the name slut, it is a term of endearment to me and doesnt have the same effect when said by strangers.
i love to chat and get to know people but i am not desperate to be owned..please get to know me before just assuming i will spread my legs and drop to my knees for just anyone that has given himself the title of Master.
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