An open letter to the submissives or slaves out there.
Never--EVER!--sell yourself short. For years, as I toiled in the midwest, I thought *I* was the isse. *I* was the reason why my relationships or sessions failed miserably. It wasn't until I moved from the shitty midwest to the Big Apple did I realize that I wasn't the fraud. I wasn't the failure.
I feel like I've FINALLY found what I was looking for--no more fat, skanky, lazy, dim-witted sycophants in my life! Gawd, I feel soooo dirty (not in a good way) when I remember the nasty so-called dommes who have touched Me....EWWWW! |