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MeadBond

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The profile babygirllove1 is me... the account was supposed to have been closed due to some harrassment I was getting under it... D:

What to say. I am very new to the life style even though I've basically known I was a sub for a long time... I have just finally decided to push into the lifestyle and finally follow who I am.

I will not cam or show pictures unless I am comfortable enough to do it cause well I as told there are some creepy people on ehere sooooooo... yeah

One thing I've not noticed... that seems to have been lost on the D/S world is the love... that everyone finds for each other. A D/S isn't about pain, who you can toss her off to, how you can keep her locked up and out of sight and abuse her. A D/S relationship holds love, because it takes so much trust, so much love to be able to have that type of submission and that type of control for someone. People concentrate only on the pain, and punishment but there are still out there who seek the love side... as I do the side where your Master will still carress you and love you and speak to you not as "his slut" or whore but as his pet and as his only love :)

I'm very very shy person in all honesty this is mostly due to a very very bad past. When I am chatting online it is much easier to be open but in a face to face I am very quiet, and easily embarrassed. I'm also the type of person who if I even hear the slightest dip in your voice or the oddest look cross your face I'm going to end up apologizing immediately and asking if I did anything wrong. Long silences do not help me either. I'm a worrier a bad one I HATE hurting people, I hate upsetting people, I try avoiding situations where one might end up hurt in the end... and really I hate any situations that cause a decision where either way someone is on the bad end of it... not a big decision maker >_<

I am bipolar so emotional, but very loving and caring towards those I end up caring a lot about. I enjoy who I am and I wouldn't change me for the world (personality wise). Some say I have a mother Teresa attitude for wanting always to help another person but that's just how I view the world. There's some good somewhere even in people in jail and hell I wanna help bring it out. I've had past Masters tell me that this will never make me a good slave but it's something that will never change about me sadly :/

I'm a huge animal lover though I will not mind hunting or fishing just don't expect me to gut them! I'm a nature lover, a poet, a writer... and actually majoring in creative writing as there is nothing else in life I can see myself doing job wise. I'm a thinker, a lover and a dreamer. I do not see anything as impossible, I just see bumps in the road to get to the impossible.

Other things about me... I'm a hyper active person. When I have my real up days be prepared for some sarcastic jokes, random running about, random words and what not. I followed Gor for a while as it has the slaves heart and I do do Gorean RP on Gorean based sites. I have quickly learned no matter the consequences given by others... a true sub stays dedicated to her Master. If she is punished by another for refusing what her Master told her to refuse... so be it as your Master always will come first.

I was asked for my college to take a personality test that was creepily accurate so if you wish to delve into me (I'm not good at talking about myself) click this link it has much that is just like me :) http://www.personalitypage.com/html/INFP.html

5/10/2012 6:50:52 AM

What do you do when you find out the man you fell in love with, who was your heart soul and everything, had lied to you though it was to protect you... and out of the blue he appears again and tells you he still loves you :/

5/4/2012 3:18:08 AM

New Poem... It's called "Void"

 

She felt that pang form in her heart
told to love herself before she can love another.
The girl looks in the mirror
reaching up to brush a finger over her face
her eyes they are not hers
not any longer.

Brown eyes filled with pain
shining always with the threat of tears
A frown,
not hers,
lay always on her face.

She sees a girl of torment
pushed to the brink of her existence
thrown away because of insecurities
Insecurities bred by the ones
who had told her they loved her.

As she looks upon this girl in the mirror
not able to believe she is herself
the pain she has this could not be hers
but she felt the tears start to fall
and the girl in the mirror followed suit.

Miserably she crumbled
and to a ball she curled
she was nothing more than a broken girl
and in this she heard the words of past echoing.

Was there no saving her from such darkness?
Was she stuck to feel short happiness
the be dragged back
slapped in the face
and abandoned like she was nothing.

Realizing such she fell into herself
the girl in the mirror exposed
her heart bleeding at her feet
torn from her chest
to never beat.

1/26/2012 1:09:05 AM

A second poem >.> Cause I can... I GOT THIS POEM PUBLISHED!!! YAY! <3

 

Darkness had engulfed her world
she had not seen a light in years
locked away in her own mind
surrounded by her fears.

Dark circles deepened
underneath dull eyes of brown
she had lost all hope of freedom
and so she waits to die.

Once long ago she had a light
that warmed her to the core
it pushed away the darkness
protected her evermore.

But that light how it faded
until abandoned her it did
so now she sits in the darkness
waiting for death to take her in.

But slowly a light appears
though different from the last
it pushes away all signs of darkness
giving her realease from her past.

She finds herself floating
giving in and wanting
the light engulfs her very being
and she begins to mend.

The circles dissapear
from neath her eyes
the dull brown Iris's
turn to liquid bark and shine.

Her skin once pale
now a soft tan
finally the light carressed her very being
as she was held in the arms of a man.

This man he made her life complete
became her light when she's in need
she smiled more happily
more willingly and finally she realized
her life was no longer a dream.
1/23/2012 8:44:47 PM

I like to write poetry sooo >_< here's a poem

 

Luminescent eyes graze over dark corners

Breathing barely audible

There seemed a shadow in the room

Lurking as if waiting for a perfect moment.

 

Breathing deep she let her eyes lower

Body trembling in anticipation

Knowing this shadow was not just anyone

He was her Master


Once a proud woman

She now kneeled to this dark figure

Now free in her submission

To proudly display her body

Her love in all ways.


There were no secrets here

To him she could not lie

She could not hide.

Her eyes were now an open book

The tremble of her body

an obvious sign.

 

The touch of his hand

The rumbling of his voice

Made her quiver 

made her honest.

She could no longer hide

Not in the control he had.


Her heart was open

She was no longer guarded.

In her collar she found a freedom

A freedom she had never known

And so pressing her lips to his boot

She begged for her Master

to show her every part of her submission.

She begged...the freedom her collar gave her.

sindra
 
 Age: 27
 Manchester, United Kingdom