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No man is an Iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
-- Donne, Meditation XVII
Yes, I am an older Dom, experienced but, while I was actively seeking, I was seeking a young sub. What I have to offer her is an exploration into the profound depths of her submission. I will help her to find her path, explore her needs, and find what it is that she has to give. What I ask of her is the gift of her pain for my pleasure, and I know I will receive it. I will respect her submission, offer her safety, sanity and discretion, but I will take her places beyond her fantasies, her dreams, or her previous horizons.
BT stands for breast torture, for indeed a woman’s breasts are particularly beautiful sources of her submission. The image of submissively bound and disciplined breasts, whether seen or captured on film, is a true work of art. I know that my sub will help me create that work of art!
When I was seeking, I sought. someone who had more to offer than JUST her body. I looked for someone who is submissive, but who is also intelligent, articulate, and thoughtful. The submissive best suited for me will stimulate my mind as well as my body. For me, Dominance and submission is a reality, a vital need, a part of life, not a “game” to be played to avoid boredom, and so should it is for my submissive
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I cannot believe how fortunate I am! |
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Negative emotions can exhaust you; I know that first hand. We all need to strive to focus on the sources of happiness in our lives. |
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I am extremely lucky in SO many ways. I have a lot to be thankful for and I know it! |
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It is so hard to see bad things happening to good people, breaking their bodies and spirits, and the hearts of those who care for them. Life can be so unkind, and gratuitously so. |
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