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Hello Dominant Ladies, This masculine submissive male is searching for his Goddess. My life is full except that elusive missing piece of the puzzle. Could it be you? I am affectionate and attentive in public and also enjoy the private play times where W/we can wander into a world of fantasy and pleasure. Where W/we know our precise roles; roles that will fulfill those needs and desires that dwell outside the confines of societal norms. I am, perhaps, a favorite pet of Yours that needs training. In that lovely world You will call the shots ad I will obey. Or maybe a devoted servant who's only desire is to elicit that wicked smile that I love so much. Do what You will, I am Your subject and I assure You, it will please me too. Please write me a note. Ask me what You want to know. I will answer to the best of my ability. I enjoy many aspects of this magic realm W/we inhabit. The best I can do is send out my smiles and see what catches me. Humbly
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You Scored as Submissive
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Hmmm, chatting with someone who seems sweet and a bit "dangerous" in a most delicious way. Lucky pup! |
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Hi, I thought I would post think link because what can a man do to be more useful to a Domme than to perfect this technique? Much love! |
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Indignation is a submission of our thoughts, but not of our desires." Bertrand Russell |
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"True strength lies in submission which permits one to dedicate his life, through devotion, to something beyond himself." Henry Miller |
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The more you beat me,
I will fawn on you:
Use me but as your spaniel,
spurn me,
strike me,
William Shakespeare |
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Hymn to Pan by A. Crowley
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Coem with Apollo in bridal dress
(Spheperdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount !
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantoness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain -come over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man !
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill !
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring !
Come with flute and come with pipe !
Am I not ripe ?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion, and sharp as an asp-
Come, O come !
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye
And the token erect of thorny thigh
And the word of madness and mystery,
O pan ! Io Pan !
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Pan Pan ! Pan,
I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan ! Io Pan !
Io pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Iam awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The gods withdraw:
The great beasts come, Io Pan ! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.
I am Pan ! Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan !
I am thy mate, I am thy man,
Goat of thy flock, I am gold , I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end.
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan ! Io Pan !
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