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| Ladies and gentleman! Boys and ghouls! Step right up! Behind this curtain lies a ghastly concoction of delight! Horror! Fantasy and terror! Your every wish is our command! Your every whimsical desire brought to life. But I'm warning you...There's always a price! Welcome to the greatest show UNEARTHED! I am a switch to all but slave to my Master I am looking for a sister slave, play partner and maybe a slave of my own one day if Master permits me to have one. I am looking for someone who is fun, willing to learn be trained marked and owned by my Master and I obedience is a must not an option along with loyalty and honesty. She must be willing to live in a poly household obviously lol. I must say that Master is not interested in MtF or tyranny it is nothing personal but everyone has preferences. A lady who loves corsets and the gothic lifestyle is always a plus!!! Piercings, tattoos odd colored hair is always great! I'm a bit of a freak my self and am always looking ways to revamp my look. I want a sister that I can get along well with I love ren fairs and getting dressed up for my Master I always like to look my best when with him. Someone who is the same is most appreciated. I have a bubbly, goofy jokester type personality. I love to have long talks and discussions about common interests I would love to have a sister I can fall in love with and she want the same. Master wanted me to make clear that jealousy, arguing and competitiveness will not be tolerated what so ever. I need a sister I can rely on someone who can be there for me knowing that I will always be there for her whenever she needs me. If you are interested in getting to know Master or I please message me. ~Slave 476-043-577 WARNING: Institutions using this or any adult site or its associated sites for projects you do not have permission from me to use any of my profile or pictures in any form. None of my posts in any forum, discussion or writing written by me may be used this includes any past, presant or future posts of any kind. If you have or do, it will be considered a violation of my privacy and will be subject to legal action.
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Everything is grey again as if colors never existed and nothing makes any sence but then again nothing ever did... One begins to wonder if it ever will. |
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Invisible Words
I lay beside you as you sleep knowing the words that I say to you cannot be heard by you. It makes it easiar to say them to you this way. I watch your perfect features as you sleep and as you turn and whimper I wonder what you are dreaming about and where you are so far away in dream. I whisper "I love you" to you and you reach for me somewhere as you dream I wonder if it is me you are reaching for or if it is a ghost of someone else you are reaching for... I whisper "I cant believe how beautiful you are and that you picked me" I smile and move a strand of hair from your face. You push my hand away and I frown knowing it is not me you reach for in sleep and that there is no room for me in your heart. It hurts as this time I gave my whole heart to you and shared everything of my self with you no secrets nothing hidden. Just me open and vulnrable. I whisper "I wish you could love me just a little" You turn over in bed and I lay down thinking about us and how we met what started out as a dream what seemed too good to be true was just that too good to be true I knew it would not last forever nothing ever dose but we all still keep trying like fools. My head begins to hurt but I still cannot sleep by now it is 6:00am in the morning the bright green light of the alarm clock tells me the black numbers seem to mock me as if they know im in pain and seem to make it harder. I sleep and have nightmares about you they wake me at exactly 11:34pm as a scream comes from my lips. I sit and cry for what seems to be forever I look at the clock and it is now 1:40pm... Time to get ready for work and paste a fake smile on my lips pretend that im happy as sugary words drip from my lips to those who come to the store. As I work you plague my thoughts and I begin to frown it is now 7:00pm time to finish my chores so I can clock out and go back to the house a place I once called home is no longer a home just a house a place where I reside for the moment... I finish my chores and I still have 5 minutes till 8:00pm I stand there watching the seconds tick by I realise they are seconds of my life trickling through the hourglass of time. I clock out and there you are waiting in the car for me a smile on your face one I know is as fake as the one I wear to work. Invisible words linger on my lips as we settle down for bed and I feel alone... I dream of how we were when we first met the happy times we had visions of you kissing me showing me off to your friends you smiling and laughing playing in a mirror for me to watch as I stand before it. Then as I watch the mirror begins to crack and it shatters bits of mirror fall in slow motion it seems before me and all my dreams of us shatter with it. I drop to my knees and begin to frantically pick up the pieces but there are just so many I cant hold them all and they fall to the ground as I fall to the ground... I curl up to a small ball and begin crying choking on my own tears I can barely manage to swallow. My eyes seem to have minds of thier own because I cant make the tears stop no matter how hard I try... I wake up from my dream tears dried to my face and more falling from my eyes only to repeat the day before over again. Slowly I begin to die inside as you tell me "I care about you but I just dont love you... I think we should separate." My heart swells and I feel the last part of me die the one that still had hope. The last part of me reaches for you and it is swatted down like a fly... Now I am alone its dark and I am ready to die and rot in piece with no pain and no shame in giving up. Just finally rest with no dreams just utter blackness but I push on I wake up when I have no reason to I get out of bed when I have no reason to and go on when I have no reason to. Everything is gray again like it was before we met a gray world a gray life and I the grayest thing in these things a gray girl with gray emotions... |
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When time stands still against a black sky
Stars shine brightly illuminating
Waiting for their moment in time
To shead a single ray of light unto this grey world
In all this grey and gloom a single moment arises
A moment that will allow me to glow brighter then ever before
Or allow my glow to vanish forever
In that moment I take a breath and step over the threshold into the unknown
My feauture I cannot see but hope still lives within me
As I cross the threshold into this unknown place I see a man standing before me
His hand held out to me as if asking a silent question
I am speechless now as I take his hand
Then brilliantly as the very sunrise I see colors begin to form
The world is different and new to me as if seeing for the first time
I look up into this mans eyes and I know now who I am
Slave to my Master... And my Masters Slave...
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How easy it is to point fingers at those who are different. People who live different Lifestyles, Haircolors, Tattoos, Piercings. Anything that is not within a perfect standard is shunned as wrong therefore most believe immoral or bad. It never occurs to those who point their fingers of judgement that even as they point them they contradict themselves. These supposed "Normal" people never see that they indeed are just as strange as any of us. These people live their lives as slaves to their jobs their true passions and desires caged. These same people teach their children that sexuality is somthing you can not talk about somthing to be ashamed of. Often times that same child finds this lifestyle we become Dominates, Submissives, Switches, Slaves... They create us every time they try to cage us and squash our dreams. For every time they called us stupid every time they told us we couldn't do somthing just because their closed minds couldn't fathom what would happen should we succeed. They call us freaks they say we are weak when in truth they are the weak ones. They fear what they do not nor cannot comprehend. They begin to hate what they fear their fear and hate become bitterness. Which leads to violence... But for every vengeful thing they do to us we grow stronger as those who beat us down grow tired and weaker. More of us are born every day. We are all human we bleed, cry, and die the same but thank society for us being labeled and set aside like we are animals or aliens. All the people that frown upon us fail to realize we are all just human and that my lovelies is the true sadness. The day that true acceptance is given will be one I hope to live long enough to see. No one is expected to like the lifestyle we lead unless they choose to but for those who don't just acknowledgement and acceptance that this is who we are who we choose to be. I believe we all deserve to have a choice... Don't you? |
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| Age: 20 |
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