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Thoughts

23:44 Aug 03 2009
Times Read: 587


You kneel before me in proud submission, strong, arched and open...



The heat of your body inflames me... your smell floods my senses with a deep throbbing... Ahhh yes little one... feel what your gift is doing to me...



Endure for me my little one... endure pain, frustration, aching desire. I need you to take this... for me... because my soul hungers for it.



I need you to suffer for me... I need you to ache for me... I need you to crave me...



Yes... you know this... The blood running through your veins pulses with the knowledge of my all-consuming fever.



Every beat of your heart trembles with the truth... every ragged breath you take whispers the inescapable conclusion...


COMMENTS

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RaineyLustfulBites
RaineyLustfulBites
01:14 Aug 04 2009

You are a mistress?!!*bows*

forgive girl for being so impolite then ma'am





sippa
sippa
11:17 Aug 07 2009

Yes Mistress Diana........so sensual





CryingMist
CryingMist
21:58 Aug 12 2009

*smiles reading silently*





ravenairsprite
ravenairsprite
14:04 Aug 18 2009

I know that feeling well. To give of my submission. I may be a brat but with the right hand and right control.....the submission in me can be beautiful. This describes it perfectly.





 

The Journey

13:50 Aug 01 2009
Times Read: 601


And so the journey begins.



For years I have searched for a place to be at peace. For that eden of acceptance where who and what I am is welcomed and embraced.



So much time wasted on the outside looking-in. So much energy and passion expended in futile attempts to be what others consider "normal".



So much hiding and pretending. A lifetime of disowning that which makes me what I am.



Yet all the while not knowing what it was that put me apart from the people I met along the way. Knowing only that I experienced things differently, felt emotions so much more intensely than those around me; that I appeared to be aware of life on a level beyond the comprehension of others. So far beyond their conscious ability to understand that I could not relate to them at all.



And always it was there with me. It filled every dreaming moment with haunting images of ecstasy and release...



Release from the norms of a society that is riddled with dishonesty, deceit and bigotry. Release from the brainwashed, mindless shackles enforced by a world so caught up in material conquest, religious control and political power that is has stopped living. Release from superficial sexual encounters that masquerade as love and spiritual enlightenment.



Even release from the prison of my own mind and intellectual reasoning, hardened by years of attempting to suppress my dark side and to mould myself into a diluted version that would be considered appropriate.



Of course I failed miserably at being "normal". I am the eternal rebel-without-a-cause, refusing to accept things on face value and to follow others blindly. Always have to know the why, where, when and what. I battled with all those little things we are just expected to conform to and was branded a troublemaker, black-sheep and outcast from very early on in my life.



Time passed and that which masquerades for life continued relentlessly. Would there be no reprieve? No answering echo of truth revealed?



As I got older, my disillusionment with life in general grew to the point that I preferred to be a loner, rather than risk disapproval and rejection yet again. I cocooned myself in isolation and independence.



I had no use for a world steeped in cloying pretence and wilful indifference to the plight of those tormented souls eternally doomed to seek true meaning, knowledge and understanding.



Would there be no flicker of warmth to melt the frozen wasteland of my soul?



Sometimes, when the black mist of melancholy lifts, the veil of secrets parts, and I know the answer lies within me ... a seed just waiting for a spark of illumination to bring it to life and unlock the unimaginable power of my being.



Awake now child who never was, open your eyes, and let me start to live…



COMMENTS

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Nedra
Nedra
14:03 Aug 01 2009

Welcome





RaineyLustfulBites
RaineyLustfulBites
01:22 Aug 04 2009

girl was like that but she was different in she embraced it at a early age,ma'am but its a very pleasureable entry to read & welcome =)








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