1/5/2013 8:46:55 PM:   i can’t see a thing, there is a satin blindfold wrapped tightly around my head. I am alone, stripped bare, ankles tied to my wrists, which are at either side of my head, vagina spread wide open for the world to see. i can’t remember how long I have been bound like this. I hold perfectly still, senses heightened, waiting…straining to hear, a whisper, the slightest scuffle to indicate He is near. my heart is racing, adrenaline pumping through me, it’s difficult to breathe…..i’ve never been so frightened before, never been bound like this, but the fear is delicious, I tingle as I anticipate what awaits me. I feel the blood rush into my labia, the moistness gathering there…WHOOSH…I hear it before I feel it, but I cannot move to get away, the crop slams down against my wet open pussy, I cry out in pain, and surprise, He has crept in upon bare feet, I never heard Him coming, and my clit is burning now, whack, whack, whack-4 times 5, i am thrashing my head about, screaming out loud, yet my hips rise up to meet each smack of the crop, YES, YES , YES, i cry, He is at my head, near my ear, whispering, “oh no, little one”…the crop is at my breasts, back and forth, beating my nipples, i feel Him pinch and twist, i cry out again “Master PLEASE”, He slaps my face, “W/we have just begun, my dear”…He leans down and gives me the slowest, gentlest, most passionate kiss i have ever received, my tears fall down into my mouth, to mingle with the taste of HimHe circles me, the crop has been replaced with a flogger, i can hear Him spinning it thru the air, i tense, not knowing where it will land, surprised when i feel His fingers in my wetness.”Whose cunt is this, slut?”- “Yours, Master”-“And whose asshole is this?” –“Yours Master” i reply as i feel Him shove in the largest plug i’ve ever seen, i struggle to relax so He may slide it in. “Good girl” he tells me,” now you may have my cock as a reward”, and i feel Master climb onto the table, rise above me, “Open” he commands-i obey, and His cock is in my throat, thrusting, pounding, fucking my face, harder and harder, making me gag, choking me, saliva running down my face, my hips thrust in time with His strokes, pumping the air, searching for that invisible cock to give me release…Master rises, circling me again, and again, i am moaning, dying for Him to touch me, i hear the leather whistle through the air, feel the flogger upon His cunt, across my breasts, my stomach, gentle running the strands across my clit, teasing me into a frenzy until i am begging Him “Master please!” “Please what, my darling?” “What is it you want?”“Fuck me Fuck me PLEASE!!” i hear Him chuckle as He continues circling me, giving the butt plug a smack each time he walks around. i can feel my juices running down my ass crack, i want Him inside me so bad, it’s all i can think of, this raw primal need to mate, i want Him to fuck me like a wild animal, use me like the whore i am, I NEED Him inside me.He grabs my clit, pulling and tugging, flicking it with His nail, til the little bud is hard, then i feel Him tying a string around my clit, and it is standing straight up and swollen. He rakes His nail across my clit again, i am undone, and my cunt juice sprays into the air. “Ah, what a naughty little girl I have, I did not give you permission to cum, Now I must punish you” my mind is reeling, what will Master do? i hear the vibrator, omg! He is going to lay it against my clit!!! Sweet Jesus my cunt is on fire, and i hear Master telling me not to dare cum. i am almost biting through my bottom lip, trying desperately not to cum, but i feel the heat, i feel it building, oh OH, i AM ALMOST THERE….then the friction is gone, Master has removed the vibrator and i am screaming, pleading , begging Master, Master Please!!!! All i hear are more chuckles, then i feel it, the warmth and softness of His tongue, a lover’s kiss, oh so softly lapping at my swollen pussy, the softest whisper, “Cum for Me now kitten”, and i explode into His mouth, gushing wildly, i feel Him drinking me into Him, over and over again, He makes His cunt convulse violently, then He is upon me, in me, thrusting deeper and deeper, my ankles are in His hands as he pumps Himself into me, i am gone, incomprehensible moaning and groaning, i don’t recognize my own voice, i am flying through the air, Master is growling, i know it is coming, a primal scream as He floods me with His seed, and as i convulse around Him yet again, he reaches up and removes the blindfold from my eyes, and i am blinded by what i see in His.    

12/19/2011 3:57:48 PM:     my Thoughts of a Master and slave by lilacnlace The bonding between a Master / slave, is one of trust and guidance, of caring and listening to E/each one. To establish growth between B/both, not only inside the slave but unto the Master Himself. To test E/ach ones ability to communicate and respond. To push and limit not what E/ach one wants or thoughts. To own and control that of His slave , and she to serve and please, obeying with out question or hesitation. To build what is inside of E/each other to be more not only to the other , but to T/themselves, and always refining what is inside T/them and who T/they are.   A Master will mold and train His slave into what He wishes her to be and to best serve Him in all ways and thoughts, To have control of her , in the simplest manner, foods, clothing, moods, thoughts and so on. His wants His needs are that of the slave to take care of to see that she knows and is directed in such manners. He is to guide her and rule her, to become her only need and want. Owning a slave is a great demand on a Master, as they are temperamental and easily hurt, a slave needs strict ruling and guidance. Punishment and phrase, and one can become unruly when they feel are being neglected .              A slave, is to please and serve her Master at all times .her own thoughts and needs or wants are secondary to that of her Master’s, she is His property He owns her and will do with her as He see’s fit, Regardless of if the slave objects. For the Master always has the best interest of His slave at heart and will do as such . Domestic or sexual, is His choice to do as He feels and see’s fit. Knowing her Master will always take into consideration her thoughts or wants , His final decision are always what He feels is best for the relationship and for E/each other.                Learning about E/each other takes time and patients on B/both parts, the want to know all is important and must be there in order to understand and help O/one another to learn and teach. For a good slave will teach her Master as will a Master teach and train His slave. It is a partnership not a One on one arrangement. To strive to be what the Other wants and needs. To share laughter and joy, pain and pleasure, to grow within E/each other.  By making mistakes and learning from them. Picking up and moving on, carrying E/each other. Both leading and guiding, to be the Master and slave.  To step back at times and reunite and grow into and for E/each other.                Caring and loving for E/each other is build and not just an over night happening. Within learning and growing come Trust, Communications, Understanding and Love, among other emotions and happenings. Honesty between a Master and slave is vital for one dishonest word of thought can destroy even the best of Master/slave relationships. And E/each are left with bitterness and hurt, is not right and if E/ach respect and honor the O/other then all things can be worked out and talked about and see what happened and learn and go on,                The greatest gift a slave can give to her Master is herself and the control over her, and the greatest gift a Master can give to His slave is the power of phrase and love, A Master will use His slave to fulfill His wildest needs , wants and desires. A slave will do all she can within her to see that He is proud and always pleases her Master, for the greatest love is that of a Master and His slave.               If a Master leaves His slave, she is left in total loss and confusion for she has been trained and nurtured for this One. she will not know where to turn or seek help. A slave depends completely upon her Master for her needs and wants. For this is what a true slave has been conditioned and trained for, For Him and Him alone; and with out that part of her a true slave will aims hopelessly lost . Turning to whom ever offers any type of guidance. Making her journey a long and lonely one . Most time a slave never fully recovers from the separation from her One. For not only is a slave inside hurt but all that she has been taught and trained for, her beliefs and heart are broken. A slave is a true spirit inside of her , this shows to all who come in contact of a true slave. Once that spirit has been damaged, a slave will pull inside herself and it will take a strong Master to gain control of her again;  

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9/1/2011 2:15:43 PM: Silent and menacing. Powerful grace. Taut as an arrow. Infinite space. Longing to flee.  Gaze locked on His face.   A primitive dance; He circles me now. I dare not breathe; Do I even know how? Thundering heartbeat. Sweat on my brow. Divine in my submission; Prone at His feet He raises my face-His eyes to meet Determination there… No retreat. A nostril twitches; As He scents my musk. Animal instinct. Primal Lust. I shed my skin; For Him I must. The beast is upon me Before I can blink; Clawing and rending. Desire rising,  no reason to think This rapture is madness Drawn to the brink. Spiraling downward; Gliding through the air Possession in His grasp As His hand locks in my hair Saving me from the fall; Dragging me to His lair.  

4/7/2011 6:31:21 PM: Another poem i wrote.....   i need to wake upwrapped in chainsi need to shiverWhen He says my name.i need to crawlacross the floorkiss His feetthen crawl somemore.i need to kneelin front of Himbe His whoreLive in sin.i need to feelthe pleasure of paini need to taste Himover and over again.i need to flyto be set freei need to explodewhen He touches me.i need to be His slut, His cuntHis babygirli need Him to knowHe is my whole world.