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Oh yeah real mature. You went and blocked me like a coward. Some 'Master' you are. |
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Sometimes you think you know someone. Then they surprise you by doing something you never thought would happen. Prime example: I made a choice my sister didnt like or agree with. Something that has nothing to do with her but now she has all but disowned me for it. Some family huh? |
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Just updated the profile. :) |
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Its amusing how some big strong doms are scared of little old me.....heehee.....this kitty has claws.....*growls* |
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Ive spent my whole life trying to make others happy and all Ive gotten in return is pain, disappointment, and unhappiness. Screw that. Im gonna live for me for once. Im good all on my own. :) |
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I am a shadow that floats through the light while never feeling its warmth... |
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Is it so hard to find what I seek? Yes I want a dominant man in my life but I want more than just dominance. I want a friend, a lover, a partner, a co-conspirator. I want someone who will stand by my side always just as Ill stand by their side. Life is so much more than just "Bitch, get on your knees" yet I fear I may never find that special one for me. The one that makes me want to submit without question or command. |
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She came to slowly. Her head throbbed to the rapid beat of her heart pounding in her chest. The room was full of shadows as she looked around, trying to focus her blurred vision. As the fog over her brain began to lift, she noticed the weight at her wrists, her arms above her head. The cold stone wall behind her pressed into her bare back. She was trapped and she knew it. But she wouldn't give in to the panic wishing to swallow her in its dark depths. She slowed her breathing to calm herslef as she assessed her situation. Suddenly a sound floated in on a damp breeze. Footsteps, firm and quick, approached her silent prison. She held her breath as he approached her through the darkness. He was tall, built. Confidence and power flowed off of him in waves, slamming into her like a raging sea against a rocky shore. But she held no fear of him. She dared to look up into his eyes, showing him her strength, her determination. "Come closer Master," she whispered into the tension filled air. "I don't bite." She grinned wickedly as she saw his surprise at her boldness then his hunger took over..... |
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This is an example of some of my writing. Enjoy. And please tell me what you think. :)
I stood there gazing into the valley below. The morning mist made the view foggy, as if the valley was protected by an invisible barrier. I rolled my shoulders and flexed my arms to release some of their stiffness. My muscles were sore from tossing and turning all night. I had been traveling for weeks already. I still wasn't used to sleeping on the hard ground.
I was beginning to miss the soft cot that had been mine for so many years. The monks had wanted me to stay but I had insisted on leaving. I needed to find this place, to see where it happened.
I blinked my tired eyes to clear my blurred vision. From the top of the rise I could see the entire valley as the sun slowly rose causing the sky to glow with a soft pink radiance. The sheer beauty was enough to take my breath away.
Tall trees poured into the valley from the mountains surrounding it. Rowan trees the monks called them. They spotted the land, providing shelter for the animals living in the valley. The lush flowers flooding the valley floor blew in the spring breeze. They resembled a sea of soft waves, like the ocean I had read so much about.
Crumbling heaps of rock were all that was left of the houses of the people that once called this place their home. Like broken tombstones, they were scattered among the trees and flowers. Now the valley was nothing more than a cemetery spread out before me.
This was all that was left of Tais, the hidden village of Kengara. It was once a place I too called home. Now it was merely a ghostly shadow floating in the depths of my memory. There was nothing left of the generations of families that once thrived here. Nothing remained but those grey stones that to this day still held the dark, soot smudged marks upon their rough surfaces.
The gentle morning breeze rustled around me causing my cloak’s hood to slide away, revealing the brilliant red hair cascading down my back in soft ripples. I was no longer the innocent little girl I had been on that horrid day so many years ago. My innocence had been taken from me along with all I had known. I had nothing but my vague memories of what life was like here before the terror began. Before my life changed forever.
As I stood breathing in the crisp air, I imagined I could still hear the screaming of the people as they died. So many lost their lives at the hands of the invading men. The shouts of rage and fear had echoed through the evening air that night. Our village had been set upon by an army out only for blood and death. The valley was torn apart by their rampage. The flames they started ate away at everything in their path.
The memory of blood and smoke flooded my senses. The feel of death still seemed to linger in the air here. Or maybe it was just my memories conjuring the long ago ghosts of an ancient battlefield. A memory of the people forever etched into the land.
I barely noticed the rays of the spring sun as they heated my flesh, wrapping me in it's warm blanket, so lost was I to the memories that shimmered before my eyes. I felt no pain as my legs buckled beneath me, my knees slamming into ground where I had stood. I stayed there, down in the grass, and stared at my past. My head throbbed with the dark memories. A ringing began in my ears. Like a wall of water, my memories washed away the world in which I lived, plunging me into a living nightmare. My breathing was ragged as that long ago fear gripped my heart once more. Broken emotions I longed to forget.
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How do you see into one's soul? How can you read a mind? To tell when one's heart is gold, a gift on which to dine. What do you see in another's eyes? What can you feel at his touch? A life of violence and lies, a world of caring too much. To love a spirit pure of heart, a creature of darkened coal. A gentle creation of innocent art, a monster of a tortured soul. |
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A wise friend once told me that home is where the heart is. But where is home when you have no heart? How does one live without love in their life? I guess thats why I sometimes feel like Im slowly dying for I have yet to find that Love that makes me want to breathe every breath I take just so I can be here to see that one person smile at me each morning. |
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I feel that my submission is a gift only given to the one that completes me. The one that makes me feel whole, makes me want to strive to grow as a person. My submission is not freely given so no I won't call you Sir or Master. I know how to show respect. I show it to everyone unless they give me a reason not to. However, respect doesn't mean I have to call you by some fancy title just because you are titled a Dominant on your profile.
I am first and foremost a person with a brain. I have a voice and being submissive doesn't stop me from voicing my feelings and opinions. A Dominant that respects and cares for his submissive knows that her voice is a part of her, it helps make her who she is. After all who I am inside is why people like me, its not just because I have a pretty face or a submissive title on some kinky site.
Too many people on here, on both sides and sexes, forget that we are first people before we are the titles we prance around with. If you truely want a happy partnership with someone wether it be on here in the life of kink or in a plain old vanilla playing field, first you need to get to know that person for who they are on the inside. Try being friends with someone. Ask about their hobbies and passions, not their kinks and fetishes. Sure those have to match too but so do the normal things. After all I want someone I can actually stand to be around when I'm not tied up and naked. Don't you? |
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Snacks? Check. Drinks? Check. Awesome movies? Check. Sexy man to snuggle with? Damn it! Why do I always forget that one?! |
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Note to all the men out there who think they know everything: just because I say I dont have time to amuse the perverts on here doesn't mean I dont have time for the few good friends I find on here. I'm not like the fakes and idiots roaming this site, so don't group me under the same banner as them. |
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People continue to disappoint me.... |
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The level of ignorance here makes me want to vomit. Whatever happened to 'if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say anything at all' Let this be a lesson to all you shit talkers out there. No one wants to hear your BS! Your opinion doesnt matter and your nasty comments about others are nothing but your own insecurities coming to the surface. Learn to respect others for once. |
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Ive so fucking had it. Time to embrace the demons..... |
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Why do so few actually READ my profile before emailing me? Its not hard to take a few minutes to read it before sending a message. My profile states submissive. That means submissive. No that doesnt mean Ill switch, that doesnt mean I domme from time to time. It means submissive. Learn to read people. |
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Tonight Im so alone. This sorrow takes ahold. Dont leave me its so cold. Your touch used to be so kind. Your touch used to give me life. Ive waited all this time. Ive wasted so much time. Dont leave me alone because I barely see at all. Dont leave me alone. Im falling in the black. Slipping through the cracks. Falling to the depths. Can I ever go back? Dreaming of the way it used to be. Can you hear me? Falling to the black. Slipping through the cracks. Falling to the depths. Can I ever go back? Falling inside the black. Falling inside, falling inside the black. |
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You're worth so much. It will never be enough to see what you have to give. How beautiful you are yet seem so far from everything you wanted to be. You wanted to be. Tears falling down again. Tears falling down. You fall to your knees. You beg, you plead. 'Can I be someone else for all the times I hate myself?' Your failures devour your heart in every hour. You're drowning in your imperfection. |
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Now the dark begins to rise. Save your breath its far from over. Leave the lost and debt behind. Nows your chance to run for cover. I dont want to change the world. I just want to leave it colder. Light the fuse and burn it off. Take the path that leads to nowhere. All is lost again.
But Im not giving in. I will not bow. I will not break. I will shut the world away. I will not fall. I will not fade. I will take your breath away.
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Now my body's on the floor and I am calling.........Now my body's on the floor and I am calling........Im calling out to you.....Can you hear me now....... |
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He slides his hand along my thighs higher and higher slowly pushing them further apart. His hand is steady as he touches the cold hard steel to my throbbing center, sending shock waves up my body. My panting fills my ears as my body shimmers with longing. My blood boils and feels fit to burst from my skin as such pleasure fills me from such a simple touch. His gentle hand joins the blade as the contrasting warmth sends another shockwave through me. I sigh one simple word into the golden glow......"Please....." |
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The cold blade slips down my body to run along my inner thigh. I hold oh so still, fighting the need to squirm for his knife is deadly sharp. The fear of twitching at the wrong moment fills my mind, making the pleasure that much sweeter. His hands trail the path the blade has left, burning hot compared to the cold smooth steel. Passion flares ever higher as my body itches for his touch, his kiss. Hes enjoying my torment, knowing what he does to me, knowing it makes me ache for more. The knife reaches the lace covering my core and he gently slides it underneath, shredding the material like butter and giving him access to my throbbing center..... |
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The candle flame flickers against the wall iluminating the room with a gentle golden glow. The satin sheets beneath my skin slide against the lace of my panties as I squirm in anticipation. The silk ties around my wrists hold me in place on the large bed as I await my fate. I hear him coming, his soft footfalls on the rose petal covered floor. The scent of roses reaches my nose as his scent moves closer. I know he is leaning over me though I cannot see.
I can feel his breath on my cheek as the cold steel he holds slips against my throat. I groan in pleasure. The blade glides down my neck to my breasts, clinking against the metal piercing my nipples...... |
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Despite the lies that your making your love is mine for the taking. My love is just waiting to turn your tears to roses. Ill be the one thats gonna hold you. Ill be the one that you run to. My love is a burning, consuming fire. No, youll never be alone. When darkness comes, Ill bright the night with stars. Hear the whispers in the dark. No, youll never be alone. When darkness comes, you know Im never far. Hear the whispers in the dark. |
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I vow. I vow to care for the one I call mine. I vow to show respect to him and those others around me. I vow to show affection and caring toward him and all in my life. I vow to understand even the little things. I vow to appreciate him in all his glory both good and bad. I vow to accept his flaws for they make him who he is. I vow to give him his space when its needed and respect that its not me he runs from. I vow not to be perfect but to try my best to be as close to perfect as humanly possible. I vow to communicate at all times. I vow to be myself and understand that myself is who he values and not a false mask. I vow not to not make mistakes but to learn from them once made and not repeat them. I vow to grow as a person in order to be the best woman and submissive that he deserves. I vow to not take him for granted. I vow to love him even if my love is not returned for its in me to give love. I vow to accept his love when he gives it and nurture it so that it lasts for all time.
I vow this by choice. |
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Im sitting here among the bubbles wondering how life can sometimes be so sweet. How is it that I am able to find such a wonderful person? Am I just lucky or has the Goddess truely blessed me? Either way I am happy. To connect with another passionate mind like my own, to have someone who can see right through me, someone I respect and value for who they are, someone as sweet as sugar, someone I can give my everything to....its amazing. I guess everything does come in pairs. :) Two halves to a whole.
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My hands apon your chest. My lips apon your cheek. My breath in you ear. My knees going weak. The sound of your voice. The warmth of your skin. The beat of your heart. I melt from within. To hold you to me. To feel your love. We mold together. We fit hand to glove. The stars shine on us. The goddess smiles. The world is ours. Together we travel the miles. Your love is all I need. The pulse of your heart. Ill hold you forever. Our destiny to never part. |
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Your road is paved with sand. A destiny is close at hand. For in the distance is a dream. From which knowledge you may gleam. A wish come forever true. A heart belongs to you. Arms around your chest. A shoulder on which to rest. A love so strong. It cant possibly be wrong. A world to live and adore. A soul free to soar. For with me everything is ok. Eternal happiness at the end of each day. |
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You hear his cry apon the night, a sorrowful moan of pain. Lonliness incarnate, everything to lose while nothing to gain. His body trembles in his skin, a quaking deep to the bone. Fear and hunger haunt his dreams, he walks this path alone. His queen he watches deep in the dark, her glow a sense of Hope. Yet alone still he travels, single prints left apon Earth's barren slope. Seasons change and time moves on, still his grief never fades. Eyes so piercing aglow with flame, a passion for life 'til the end of days.
~MoonGoddessHope |
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