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| I'm the answer to your every wish. I'm the dream you will never forget. Now hush, my sweet dear. You do mean a lot to me. But if in the end you can't seem to learn to speak the grand words "Mistress" it's over. Because I created you, and I can destroy you too.I write sad poetry with or hint of the macabre. I dislike preps,I am a sexual deviant,I am a domme, but all I want is a guy to take control and tell me what color my nails will be painted. And I'll love him forever.
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