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Give me the freedom to be wrong, give me the freedom to be right, give me the freedom to find what I need, give me the freedom to be me........finally.......
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The Journey thus far
The innocent, where has she gone? Or was she ever one.
Six months of exploring this world, one that I knew nothing about and which seems perfectly normal to me.
One day I will encounter something that will suprise me but upto now, water and ducks back comes to mind. How scary is that?
Specially as I have reached this great age and these thoughts have been inside me forever, accepted and left untouched. What a pity.
People meeting me give me the title Mistress, apparently that is how I appear, and to a degree they are right.
I am finding all sorts of fun things to do, presently having good time dressing tv's. Nice to pamper them, talk with them, just giving something that is needed.
A rubber fetish, wow, helping a friend to use his bodybag, again enjoyable, being in control and seeing how much pleasure he gets from it.
All this and He is still missing........but I am not for the weak willed or gormless.......
This lady has certain standards and has learned her own worth.
Can you cope with that?
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Dream lover
You are so perfect for me, the sound of you, the way you
use words, they caress me, make me melt, surrender. You
tell me things and it is as coming from my own mind, from
my heart. I had wondered it I had half of me missing. Now
I know, and I know who has it, who lives in my other
half. Did you know half of you has been missing? I have
it, I will keep it safe.
You are my perfect lover. When you tie me down to control
my body, it tingles as million nerve ends come to life,
my pussy welcomes you before the last knot is tied. To
pretend otherwise would be foolish. I suck in air and hold
it, so still, waiting for the exquisite torture to begin.
My trust in you is complete, I will submit to your every
desire. Your eyes are the colour they have always been,
your body feels like it always has, so perfect, it fills
my every need I have ever had, sending me beyond sanity.
I am your perfect lover. My hair is the right shade, the
shade that is always in your dreams when you think of me.
My skin has the softness only you know, my breasts just
the size you want, the curves of my body under your hands
as they caress me fulfill your every dream As you enter
my body my scent is as it has always been, the sounds of
ecstasy that escape my lips as you have heard a thousand
times, my body's response to you is so perfect it sends
you into frenzy of passion that is beyond control, I am so
perfect for you, I become the impossible dream.
I do not want to grow old together, seeing the passion
fade, I want this overwhelming passion. Being comfortable,
having companionship. No, I want this passion, this
perfect place. I do not want domesticity, shared bedrooms,
dinners together, sharing car journeys. I want your mind,
I want your soul, I want your desire. I want nothing to
dilute the oneness I have with you this very moment. I
want this passion, I want this perfect place. I never want
to leave it.
This is a dream I want to keep. so safe that nothing will
touch it, no everyday boredom, living is not allowed to
touch this. I want it to last an eternity and beyond,
perfectly preserved. In your mind and in mine.
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The air is warm, caressing, the morning sun is awaking me, I don't want to come out of my dreams. Reaching for the eyemask, blocking the light out.
Stretching, arching my back as I let myself relax back into my dreams......did I feel a hand touch me, caress my warm body?
Yes, I can feel the touch, soft, gently brushing against my skin - the cat has come to awake me....maybe tomorrow it will be my Master's touch........
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