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An observation:
Most come here to live their dream, most never even get close to finding it but still they come. The dream then becomes a need and that need keeps bringing them back again and again. And if the truth is told it is not just the submissive either.
Two rhymes heard recently that amused me
Crops and Canes and Floggers too,
All of these I have for you,
but spare a thought for me the Master,
and make your choice a little faster.
Sticks and Stones may break my bones.
but Whips and Chains excite me
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