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He made me wet when he said Yes...and it wasnt just the word it was the conviction in that simple beautiful word. I dont want to dominate the weak, what joy is there to be above someone who is so below you? His strength is what intrigues me the way that he has a glimmer of defiance when i demand his compliance... the beauty in his surrender. No i dont want to rule the weak i want to rule the warrior, the fighter and the King. He can be a man in the streets can even put me in my "place" but when those doors close he gets down on his knees and submits..takes his punishments slaves thru the humilation i give for his moments of control. Because i refuse to let a mere slave into my ebony walls into the slick essance of me, oh no a slave is only good to prepare me for my Submissive Knight in shining black armour....Hmmm Great now im hott |
