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She cracked the whip, and then cracked my ass. I walked up the driveway, hearing a party inside, the house was rambled, and needing repairs and paint 15 years ago. The railing was wobbly; the steps cracked and creaked underneath. As I open the door, everyone turned and looked at me, the room fell silent. Everyone in the house knew why I was there and what was about to happen to me. No one said anything, but I could feel their eyes cast onto me as I walked through the smoke filled house. At the bottom of the stairs, sat an old man, laughing, just laughing as I approached; he said, top of the stairs, to the right, strip down, and on your knees. I looked at him puzzled, and he said, “Piece of advise, don’t ask for mercy, ask for forgiveness and to be healed.” Fear, no terror, ran through my veins, I can’t believe I have found myself here, and I’m going to submit to a caring to the near death of me. But I also knew I needed to be here, needed to be caned, needed to be healed. As I walked up the stairs, I looked back and the partiers began chanting, “Cane Him, Cane Him”, it was surreal. So, top of the stairs, to the right, I stripped down; I was so terror filled, hadn’t even thought about an erection. The Mistress saw my hesitation as I looked at my cock, and she said, “Don’t worry honey, you won’t be using that in this session, anyways, we’ll see if you come back for a second round. Mistress cracked the whip, yelled, on your knees, I jumped down to the floor, onto my knees and waited, for the next command. I was shaking in terror, in the corner of my eye, I could see Mistress raise her hand, and within a second, the whip cracked across my back, and my head fell to the floor. Mistress said perfect, position as she stepped onto my head with her high heel boots, smashing my face into rug. Each time she cracked the whip, she hit my back, ass, and thighs. Remembering what the old man said, each time, I yelled Heal Me Mistress, Heal Me. Mistress yelled, “What about Forgiveness, how can you be healed if you haven’t asked for forgiveness. We shall continue. Again, and again, Mistress whipped me, I was literally falling to the ground, as hard as the pain in my face was, as hard as the pain from being whipped, I was finding myself in a place of solitude, peace, comfort. The room narrowed, I couldn’t hear the onlookers, the whipping continued, but the pain was gone, the fear was gone, the terror was gone, my sorrow was gone. I felt HEALED.

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3/8/2012 4:27:46 AM
i rise by kneeling, i conquer by surrendering, i gain by giving up.

3/7/2012 3:45:43 AM

Without trust there can be no obedience,
Without honesty there can be no security,
Without respect there can be no commitment,
Without caring there can be no compassion.~Unknown


3/6/2012 6:47:08 PM

"Service which is rendered without joy helps neither the servant nor the served. But all other pleasures and possessions pale into nothingness before service which is rendered in a spirit of joy." ...Gandhi


3/5/2012 6:27:25 PM

I have been crushed, devastated, completely broken and alone.  I have found myself in a foreign country, penniless, with only a plane ticket home.

Nowhere to stay, no one to call, no food for 3 days, cold, wet and  feeling helpless and despair….only one of the many dark days of my life I must bare.

I walked the streets with a blank stare, not seeing anyone who cared.  I find myself looking deeper and deeper into my being and realize what I was seeing.

The pain, the shame, brought me to isolation, anger then rage.  The depression grew as my life closed in; my life was in the balance, I knew.

I began to see, to focus, and realized the demon was inside me.  I pushed people away, with my false ego, everyday; being top cat, as I strut my way. 

Never looking back at the wake I create, just focusing on my next conquests to take.  Radiating a persona for all to see, as they wished they were me; I believed.

Letting go of the one I love has been the most painful thing I have ever done; devastation, shattered into thousands of pieces, shredded and burned.

 

Which way to go, as I realize my demon, is my false ego. In the past, I was a braggot, being top dom, dominating not only subs but other doms as I go. My past profile page, to lure you in, and then destroy you, discard you, and laugh as you sin. The sins were not against a God, or Higher Power, the sins were mine against your flower.


3/4/2012 6:32:57 PM

I fell in love with a wild animal. I kept it in captivity, feeding, caring, nurturing, and loving it. Sometimes, I wasn’t so good at the caretaking part, sometimes I would forget to pay attention to it. Over time, I didn’t realize but the wild animal would begin to scratch my flesh. I would realize my lack of attention, and pull the wild animal in closer, but the wild animal would tear my flesh down to the bone. I did this over and over again and again. My love for the wild animal was so strong, I allowed my skin to repeatedly be torn and heal. The wild animal broke free one day, I continued to try to catch it, each time my hand would be bitten. I finally called the animal rescue league and the director explained the success is letting go of the wild animal so it can find its own happiness and truth. I then realized the selfless relationship I had with the wild animal, it was nothing but a lie; and to try to continue the relationship would continue the lie. Perhaps, the wild animal will find its way back to me from time to time, and if so, I will treat it as the wild animal it is; with love, compassion, and understanding. I will miss my wild animal.

Every so often is wanders back into my life, or I call it and it continues to rip my flesh to the bones. I must now build a high fence around me and my children to protect us; for when this wild animal wakes up(if it does) from the delusional thinking, and sees the reality it has found itself in the rage will be damaging for anyone within reach.

Once again, I love my wild animal and will miss it dearly.


3/4/2012 6:16:25 AM

*I Love WOMEN, Everything about them, I love to serve them (I'm a great chef); I love them to serve me.  Let me turn the hot water on for your Jacuzzi bath; provide a full body massage with scented oils in my candlelit room.  My hands expertly guiding over every inch of your body, caressing and providing deep tissue healing you deserve.  After satisfying all of your desires and wishes in the bed; let’s go downstairs for a 4 course gourmet meal.  I’m here to serve, let me serve you.


3/3/2012 7:19:35 AM

*I Love WOMEN, Everything about them, when they tell me how they feel, when they tell me how they want to be touched.  Communication is key, and listening is probably the most important ingredient.  Never have I been able to read minds, so I try not to miss the hints women whisper


3/2/2012 3:43:24 AM

*I Love WOMEN, everything about them; their excitement for life; their support when I get beaten down.  No better feeling, after a long, hard day, scrapping for a dime or two, sometimes, losing a quarter or two, to hold a women close and feel safe.  I love the spontaneity, and crave the attention of women; it always amazes me the power women have over me.


3/1/2012 6:46:58 PM

**I Love WOMEN; Everything about them.  Their smile, their softness, their   intelligence, their tenderness their willingness to be vulnerable.  The relationship is forged in trust, sharing, giving, and contributing to the love as it grows.


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 Age: 38
  California