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| The Worth Of A Slave........... The Play Party had run it's course The floggers were stored with care The last guest had been seen to the door; No more this night to share As Master of the House I locked the door and looked about the play room floor I soon found that which my eyes did search My slave, curled up and asleep, as I had seen her a moment before. I stood for a moment just looking at her And to marvel at what I did see For though sound asleep, her bottom still glowed... Proudly wearing her collar, saying she belonged to me. I thought of the power I have over this slave... The power that she had granted only unto me. I thought of the love, and the trust in her eyes How, on my order, she would risk life or limb, or bend a knee. I know that the power to own another's soul Is not something to be taken, or to be bought And to be worthy of the trust that she places into my hands... Was the goal that every true Dom sought. She stirred and muttered there, in her sleep And then called aloud my name I picked her up, and held her close As a single tear fell like a soft gentle rain. She looked up into my eyes, the eyes of the man Whom she calls her Master, her lover and friend. And she lay her head upon my breast And wished the moment would never end. "Master" she whispered as I held her close "Why do you shed a tear? The thought that I might have failed My Lord, it is more than I can bear" "Failed me my pet"? I asked As I stroked her hair soothing away her fears. "I could not be happier then I am this day If I lived a thousand years" "I see you wear my collar pet As I mold your heart, mind, body and soul. And to see the trust that shines forth from your eyes, my love Can any man have a more worthy goal"? "Come my pet, the night is short And you must have your sleep. Rest your head, calm your fears... As over you, a watch I keep." As I tucked her into bed I looked down upon her sleeping form I shook my head, I smiled and thought Of what the 'nallias called "the norm" And thought in sadness of where they were now, A lifetime ago I had stood And how the path that I had traveled since Not one in a thousand could I am a Dom" he thought proudly to himself The one she kneels to, of her own desire With the power she grants me to love,honor, correct and control Is a power as pure and strong as her own inner fire To own this woman...to make her mine What man could ask for more. To see her kneel at my feet each day To know such freedom, as for me in the clouds she soars I could ask for no other life And would accept no other to call my own I thought of the sweetness,the passon, the tears and the joy And smiled, For my slave was the sweetest harvest that I could have ever sown. For we are the Yen and the Yang, the Dom and the sub Each giving what the other doth yearn to take Each of us with a hunger...a bright burning need... That none save the other could ever hope to slake........................................................ Would You Follow me From the time the morning sun opens our eyes Till darkness falls and cast its sleepy slumber Would you serve the one who has taken you And never waiver in your desire and dedication When faced with all that life can give and take And the daily grind seems to be too much Would you look into my eyes as I do yours And treasure our lasting loving bond If obstacles are in your path of life And you can clear or avoid them one by one Would you crawl on hands and knees To be closer to the one that is meant for you Feel the draw of my desire for you my precious And follow your mind and heart to me. Would you give all of you there is to share And let me take what truly belongs to me Think about the pleasure and pain you ache for And all you seek and have ever wanted Would you allow your mind and body To be released to one who knows how to use them My desire is not only for your loyalty and service And to use you as I please in every way Would you follow me as if we were so close That I held your beating heart in my hand........................................................................................... A Dominants Gift My dominance is a gift While it is deep and a part of me I give it to the one I choose It is not given freely Like my love it is held close And with me everyday Like a gift of submission It is earned through respect Only those who have shown me Patience, loyalty and trust Will be deserving of my gift For it is the soul within me Shared and given with love To those who see the inner me And know that there is more Than bondage and a firm hand Show you have a submissive mind And desire to please and submit And my dominance will grow With each passing day Learn my wants and needs And express honesty always My heart will soon be yours And we will exchange our gifts..................................................................................................... You want to know me ask me
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