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| this one was found in February, by a Master, who has Mastered the beast within *smiles happily* 4-14-2004
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*she smiles a bit as she sits and thinks about..whats next..
alot of real life has crashed over her this month, with illness and deaths close to her. and still no closer to the end of her journey in what she seeks...
going now on just raw emotion and desire.. she has had to step back completely and regroup, for fear of making her decisions basid on emotion rather than truth and fact, so taking a bit of a breather she smiles...
amazing to her those who come on strong say all the pretty words, only to be shallow and hudini like in the end, thinking maybe because something better comes along.. *hee and thats fine.. because she only wishes the One who is to be her Master, not one looking her over on his way to the one he really wants to be with. if this makes sense.
nibbles on her pencil and thinks.. nods and smiles..
sealing with a kiss and slips away
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she sits writing this with much thought, and she has to wonder... is there really a place in this for her.. does the fear ever leave? the insecurity about what she feels, is it there forever..or just the beginning..*smiles.. there is a Master, he will know who he is, he says he loves to read her journal, and what he gives to her and makes her feel is beyond what she has known before... she feels a connection, she dares to hope, so we shall see... to be continued..... |
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as the days have passed she has learned much from some she has encountered, she is on her way.. her thoughts turn to todays meeting with one who maybe the Master she seeks..although she will take her time in deciding, because this is not something she will go into lightly... she thinks of all those she has met and those she will meet in the future as she embarks on this journey.... she sees where people want real people and those who don't play games and she smiles... she knows the one who can Master and harness this beast is out there..she just has to find him.... |
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A finger of the Master's hand reached deep inside and touched a part of me
not yet known. A repressed piece of me a woman not ready to come forth,
but come forth she did at his touch in flames and fury and passion a
woman was reborn. As the woman began to know why she was so out of place
so different from everyone else. The fire raged inside to be set free,and
it raged and fought to suppress the woman coming forth premature the flames
grew to a state of unchecked wrath, and fury In all of its sense it was a
battle to tame the fire the Master's hand had ignited in her
The warrior was a child and within the woman's body the fire grew and grew
left a sense of emptiness in its rage and aroused emotions the warrior woman
child never knew. A wanton, a pleasure slave, a guide to the inner sanctuary
of her unbridled passions the fire led to high places..
But the burns so deep in her soul ached longingly to be filled, a need to be
tamed, a heart of love, a want to please the fire flickers strong and bright
and each burn longs to be filled to stop the wild fire from spreading
Take me, love me, break my spirit to your will with the fire wild inside and
the emptiness deep in soul..
He set me free..to be enslaved, Oh Master, Touch me again...
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