Another testimonial, from a UK firefighter.
This is a message to convey to anyone reading of how I adore my Madame. She is a truely dominant being in every sense of the word, in so much as she has come to dominate my every waking thought and action, and upon sleeping invades my dreams, leaving me in a constant state of arousal and eager devotion. Madame is the one being I worship and adore; a Goddess. She knows me and my every depraved craving better than I know them myself and uses her power with perfect, beautiful cruelty. A cruelty that submissive boy should beg for. Every day I am grateful for the aching discomfort of longing for her; a longing to the point of relentless arousal. She makes me think in ways I never thought possible, and makes me long to be treated in ways most right-thinking men would protest against. This is because I am no longer a right-thinking man, but merely a broken boy, a plaything not thinking for himself but instead desparate for any kind of attention from his Madame. For this I am eternally thankful, and completely indebted, to Madame, and will strive to repay Madame in any way she chooses. To me, that choice is my law.
I had the pleasure last week of meeting the Surrey-based domme Mistress E—, a statuesque beauty of Finnish origin and genial disposition. Perhaps you would like to beg to be allowed to view some video we shot together?
As of Tuesday, 16 August 2011, I shall be a fulltime resident of the United Kingdom, based on the Kentish coast, and thus accessible not only to English and Welsh worshippers, but French and Belgian and Dutch ones. Those farther afield will be relieved to learn that there is an international airport mere miles from my new home.
Slither forward, boys.
Several attentive boys have pointed out that someone in the southeast of England seems to be using my photographs. In every case, I appreciate their having so advised me. But the fact of the matter is that I am no less tvdommeinkent than leggymastress. Indeed the former profile will come to take precedence, as I am relating to the UK late this summer. Fantastic news for English (and Welsh) submissives! Heartbreaking for those of the American northeast! But one can do only so much. I am but one spectacularly glamorous, eloquent, and altogether sensational person.
The sort of message to which one such as Madame enjoys waking.
Good morning Madame,
I have been thinking. A lot about you. Just like you ordered Madame. I would love to wake up on the floor next to your bed Madame. Waking up with your feet on my face. You really know how to turn a man on Madame. How to destroy all his defences till nothing but complete surrender and submission is left. I do Hope to hear from you Madame. I really do.
In the meantime I wish you everything you want. Knowing perfectly that if you want something you will get it anyway Madame; such is your power over all other human beings.
With my forehead on the floor,
Marco
