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| I'm just a girl. Confused and alone. I have this need this craving this desire for something more. I want someone with a strong hand. Someone that knows my wants and desires without me saying them. I wanna be his princess and whore. I want to please him. I need to please him. Care for him. I have this urge deep down inside. But where is he. I cant find him. My heart aches for him. My cunt throbs to be his. For him to use me as he pleases. The feel of his leather across my skin. The burn of the whip snapping across my back. I want it i crave it i need it. His discipline his touch his strong hand. I crave to please him and make him happy. But where is he i cant find him anywhere. I know hes out there. Looking watching waiting for me and i will find him for pleasing him will make me happy, complete, whole. Im just a girl looking for my master waiting for him and one day he will come he will find me and i will be his. Owned by him cherished by him for i will be his and he i will please. Im just a girl lost on the inside waiting to be found!!!!!!
I am a little bit of everything......a marine, a mom, a nurse, a daughter, a sister, a aunt, a friend, a slut, a bitch, a brat, a lover, a strong women but ultimately I choose to be submissive to men. I choose to give up control and allow him to uses me for our pleasure. For his pleasure is my pleasure. For I trust him with my life and I know he would never hurt me.
I really do hate these stupid things cause the only way to truly get to know someone and what they are like and see if you have a connection is to actually talk and meet up and see where things go.
out side of the kink world everything I do pretty much revolves around my daughter and im sure it will for at least the next 9 years but I wouldn't have it any other way. we love to watch movies, play board games, swim, enjoy nature, hiking, bike riding, just getting out and enjoying life when we can. She is a competitive gymnast so she keeps the both of us busy with practice and competition. She is my world and will always come first. if you do not like that then obviously we will never work.
So if you would like to know anything else just ask me and I will answer what ever it is you would like to know to the best of my ability!!!!
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A safe word he said, why I asked.
For your safety he said, I trust you I said.
So I don't hurt you he said, never I said.
To protect you he said, you protect me I said.
I get carried away he said, I can take it I said.
I don't want to hurt you he said, you wont I said.
Your my jewel he said, yours I said.
Your safe word he said, I don't need one I said.
He smiles and laughed, I smiled and nodded.
I own you he said, I'm yours I said.
You do as I say he said, to please you I said.
Your perfect he said, for you my sir.
He smiled and walked away.
I sat by his chair and waited for his return as I know I pleased him. |
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Perfectly Imperfect
Nobody is perfect.
We all have our flaws
Whether we are vanilla
A Top or bottom
A Dom or sub
A Master or slave
A Daddy/Mommy or a little
We are all unique
But that's what makes us special
That's what makes us perfectly imperfect
In our perfectly imperfect world
For we will find the one
that is perfectly imperfect for us
But we need to not settle
Not assume our perfect match isn't out there
Keep looking
Keep searching
Till you find your perfectly imperfect match
For only then will you truly live
And be perfectly imperfect for and with each other!!! |
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He is my Master and I am his vixen.
I drop to my knees in complete submission.
He lifts my chin smiling warmly as his eyes darken with hunger.
For he knows that I'm his and ready to please him.
He takes my hand and to the dungeon he leads me.
My nipples get hard and my arousal is pleasing as I know that my body is his for his pleasing.
The crack of his whip. The hiss from my lips.
The touch of his finger light my body on fire.
The rasp of his voice so strong and domineering.
The shock of a wand. The sting of a needle.
Send fire through my veins as I know that I please him.
The soft touch of the leather and sting from its bite.
Send my body on alert for it is his tonight.
I moan and I scream as I know that it pleases.
For he is my Master and I am his vixen. |
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My heart beats for him. My body craves him. My mind wows him. My submission pleases him. I ache for his touch, his strong hand. His orders are my wills his anger is my fear. I know I am his until the end. My punishment is deep for I hurt him in some way. The kiss of his whip. The sting of his hand. My body surrenders for his I am. I kneel by his side proud to be his. For his friends are jealous of what I give to him. No need for a safe word no need to be scared. For I trust him completely my body at his will. He will mark me and care for me as I'm as his. He is my master and my body is his. |
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