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I can have anyone I want you see. I am humbled and gracious about it, sometimes there is such confidence within me, I forget that people may see it as arrogance or being pompous. So fucking what I say. They don't know me. I know me, I know my heart. Half the dommes out there couldn't get out a word , let alone throw themselves in front of the moving vehicle for their pet ... I know me. I would. I have felt that. I would take a bullet for MY PET. I know it sounds crazy to some, but to ask for the level of devotion and commitment most do , it almost dishonors the sanctity of it to not return the level of this. For me not to treasure and culture them as if they were my gem, my pearl, my PRECIOUS treasure. See, MY treasure is a reflection of ME and my training and efforts. If they shine and sparkle and their souls are effulgent from the inside due to our connection and my training or influence in any way- then my job has been done well. That inner light that shines is not MY LIGHT, it is their own, I just helped direct a bit. I mean, there is always room for improvement, as you know, but when a slave , bound in their voluntary submission, basks in the freedom created by their slavery....my god, it is truly what I work for. When I see it~I do thank god~ I trained as a sub before I became a Domme, but that is not why I understand this so well. I live it with you, experience it thru you. There is no me-without you. There is no ego to this. I do not even exist without you. I am honored by the gift of anothers submission and would never trivialize it or abuse it. The gift of them coming to me on their knees is humbling and the love and devotion I receive from a slave I try to return tenfold. They are my children, my sluts, my whores, my slaves- and I their mother, lover, tormentor, siren of titan, seductress, demon, protector,caretaker and Queen...and all is right with the world. I am a Dominant. It has been an evolution that has made me stronger for its time and duration. I administer for each slaves needs. Now you must realize, some need pain, some need nurturing, some need chastity and torture unending and for the rest of their lives...it is my job to suss out and determine just what they need and provide as such. Which I will do happily, viciously and lovingly with all my sadistic , tender heart. Crazy, isn't it? Lol I have never been sub to a woman, tried it... Let's just say it turned into a royal battle of epic proportions, lol.I live this lifestyle at a seriously self imposed angle, straight up. I try to use discretion in this arena of my life, while happily I remain honest and forthright about who I am. I am pretty damn open.This is not something I just dabble in, it is who I am and I feel it coursing through My veins like hott lava. I am finding it harder and harder to function and get through my days. They are filled with constant fantasy.Don't get me started on my nights...

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8/4/2012 12:32:15 PM

SHE IS HERE

I feel your little body under Mine as I sleep...pinned to the bed with your Mistress as the bondage finale of the evening. you are tied and chained , very carefully...some slack in your bonds so you can turn onto your side.(Miss is very happy with you this evening, so She has let and arm and a leg go free for now. She likes that you can reach and touch Her as well with your freed limbs.) Her arm is flung over your chest and shoulder, She is face down, breasts pressed into your warm body and one strong leg pinning you down. you are very aware of Her on you and can hardly sleep. you breathe Her in, your nose filled with Her scent. The sweetly musky smell of Her perfume mixes with the smell of warm bodies. Her face is tucked into the hollow of your neck, you feel Her lips against your skin and it makes you sigh with relief and happiness. you have searched for so very long and now you are here...She is here...


8/4/2012 12:11:21 PM

I think of you so very much...what have you been doing?  Do you think of Me?  Do I occupy any of your mind and thoughts? How is My bondage doll? Have you been caught? ...wondering where you have are, if you have been swept away to a cage somewhere out of My reach...dreaming of tracking you down and kidnapping you away from this other Domme whoever She may be. In My fantasy She is tall, long black hair, with a touch of burgundy in it, fierce blue eyes and wearing pvc from head to foot... a medium length skirt, slit over one knee. Her corset is steel boned and over that She wears a corsetted jacket with tails. Her shape is enough to transfix you, and Her gaze is entrancing...you can hardly remain standing when She glances at you...
     I have been watching from just down the street, like a gargoyle on a stately building, hawking over My pet in fierce protection. It took so long to hunt you down, searching the streets in My quest to locate My precious pet again. I have used every facility and avenue known to Me in this search.
     When you disappeared, it was like a dagger into My heart...a hott poker that speared into My chest and tore Me apart. I hadn't realized how dear to Me you had become, how much a fixture in My life you are, and will be again. There is no other way. Of this fact I am now sure beyond a shadow of a doubt. you are Mine, always have been and always will be. It was a true epiphany when I realized you were gone. I had not even become aware of your living in My mind and soul such as you do. In this vein, so brings Me to this vantage place. Watching Her leave from My position....the One that stole you from Me, took you right out from under My nose. She knew you. She befriended you. Then she stole you, kidnapping you right out from under My nose as I went about My life. I unknowingly sought a pet in other directions, when all along you were right here.
     I watch Her leave, strutting proudly along, thinking that She has won and there is no Other. Little does She know that Her newly aquired thing is going to disappear in moments.
      
 


4/20/2008 9:05:50 PM
When I dare to be powerful~ to use My strength in the service of My vision~ It becomes less and less important, whether I am afraid... Audre Lorde

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