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	Ladies..I think this photo gives new meaning to serving...lol..and gives pretty much a general idea of what im looking for...Looking for a woman who knows her place is to serve. And although this image appears so wrong, to the right woman, it could be allright. She is beautiful isnt she?..Id bet anything she loves her husband dearly, and trust him to no end, lets hope I am fortunate enough to find such a woman here. Let me clarify though, the picture does not a definative to a desire for marriage on my part. It is an ideal to be explored yes. But for marriage to work their is much more to be established outside of d/s as well. Their seems to have been some confusion in the past as to my mindset on the issue and so I thought clarification was needed. In short Ill go for a nice woman in my life as well, weather she be slave or sub is her affair but I will treat her. -Put this in your profile if you know someone who has survived or died of cancer-

5/7/2014 4:09:39 PM

Sometimes you need to be strong enough in life to allow the bad things to completely fall apart, in order to allow room for the good things to fall in place.

7/4/2013 6:00:57 AM

Happy Birthday America....Enjoy your Independence Day !

5/19/2013 10:05:05 AM

-Put this in your profile if you know someone who has survived or died of cancer-

1/27/2013 4:32:40 PM

When you stop working on what it is you are trying to get and start working on you, only then will you get what it is you want. - James Allenng

6/17/2012 5:38:14 AM

Just love women..what can I say....

12/21/2011 8:39:31 AM

The Christmas Seasons upon us..amidst the hustle bustle of city streets, and crowded internet super highways, were all here trying, hoping, engorging desire..feeding ouselves..it seems forgotton though, companionship and love..a hand extended out to fellow man and or woman..with no expectation..no limit imposed ..no safe word..just trust..the days of just trusting untill trust broken seem long over..whats the true measure of a man or woman..time..something I've just learned..theirs nothing in immediate grattitude..yet their seems more contentment in me now just being added as a friend to a woman long sought..and the thought she must like me in some way else id be long blocked, speaking of here of course. Its much more deeper than I had ever realized..although she submissive, theirs one woman out there..who, no, she hasnt gone out of her way to me, actually I was quite rejected..lol..sometimes her words few and corse..yet she still speaks ..Im cast away many times..yet she is still there..what is that?..Maybe its something worthwhile beginning..maybe not..maybe submissive woemn are the real dominants ..taming the savage beasts within..im reminded by her without her actually having said spoken or written that I know I must give up something I know I cannot have In order to have something I know I can keep..If ever, I had oppurtunity to know this woman more..touch her skin, look deeply into her eyes and mirror the image of her soul..id say I may be a fool not too..love is not weak, love is strong..love is dominant..submissive is strength she gives freely to a man she trusts..trust is time, and time is love..thats what i learned from you..yes, I do have that humanity within me, you always knew did you?...maybe in my mind I guess im content in thinking youve always been waiting to see it manifested..and then and only then could a small conversation of few words begin..if i ever met her yes id want more..but if i held back for a moment in a lifetime?..could i have her forever? shes known pain and so have I..physical or otherwise..pain is growth, growth is love, love is trust, trust is time and time yet again is always ..takes love..thanks tea pot....you know who you are..i might never touch you, but theirs always hope..and faith..but if it happens..have bubblegum lip stic..if an when your ever mine youll always be, my tiny lil tea pot.

12/16/2011 6:02:23 PM

The color of the pen...I hold in my hand...is..is..is..gra..gra..gree..greee..bAAA..gree.gree..ba ba ba ba ...THE COLOR OF THE PEN..I HOLD IN MYYYYY HANDDDD IS BLUEEEEEE!

9/4/2011 8:15:48 PM

transforming a woman in to the perfect instrument of pleasure...objectifying her...making her my own to use at will...if this is what you deeply desire from oneself...then it is prudent that great minds meet one another

8/9/2011 7:15:51 PM

What we do in life, echos in eternity.

5/16/2011 6:11:10 PM

Your only as old as the woman you feel !

12/1/2009 7:50:58 PM

I wonder if it is indeed possible to find love, a trust, intense passion and the tender caring touch of a woman whose ideal desire is to know me, to lean on me, to trust me everytime I ask of her knowing I'll always be there. Is this scenario alive and well?..I truly hope it is..I question as of late weather strength and dominance is in bravado, or more in the ability to understand a woman deeply and learn of my own deficiencys through her then do what real men do, make the big decisions...someone once told me long ago, do you know what a man is? A person with the balls to make the big decisions. Im seeing it clearer now..I could do dom speak all day long and twice on sunday..but thats not what a real woman, a real submissive or slave really wants, welll, maybe for the kink end of it...what she really wants is a man w the balls to make the big decisions..It was on my mind..I said it..not for praise or for appeal..just because it was a desire to let a little bit more of myself be revealed..to loose some of self may be to win in the end..well see..

9/11/2009 3:26:24 PM

If you want her deeply, then be jealous...and let her know, shes all yours, w no where to go, but with you, on the journey, wherever your heart desires...Ill let her feel the touch of my hand upon her breast, so soft and serene, the nipple, so firm as to say, im here, im waiting, standing at attention in the coolest air, as the cool fall rain mist itself upon the nipple, her hair washed in rain, mascara runs from her face, she stays and waits for only the voice of her Master, to give to her, the one simple command, the one she waits for, the one that will warm her heart, the one word that to her is the meaning of it all, the word, the word...kneel...

9/8/2009 9:27:28 PM

My thoughts on what draws a man and a woman deeply together in a ds ms relationship titled "The Definition of It" One wonders often, what is it?...that draws a woman close to he..the cologne, the eyes, the wild nights when she sighs..when shes done covered in sheets, she asks, what is it?..She says often, how am I here, what am I doing, whats in the air, whats he have brewing...what exactly is it?..Everyone says he treats her so nice, flowers more often than needed...but she doesnt see, its not that she dont get it..but she still wonders often , what is it?..There must be one thing she says, that has me in bed, its not the bondage nor chains..but still doesnt knw what is it..she gave of her heart, her body and soul, she submits to his will and he makes her feel whole, wild nights w passion, sex and sweet attraction, lust covered with sweat..shes caught in his net...the hair of his chest..w her fingers running through, her legs spred wide, she asks why with not a clue...but she wonders still, what is it?..He takes her well, and not with mourning, penetrates her deep when their conjoining..he holds her close to feel his heat, he whispers love thats mildly sweet, he explores her every orfice w full satisfaction, and blanks her mind like penetrant stimulation, he struggles to make her seen, cared for well to be his queen, midnight hours working late, only to come home to his sweet mate, he gives her the world and everything, yet she does not think to sting, blinded by something, thats not even seen, its not about he, nor even his queen..what propelled her to him in pasion and lust, is the question of contenment, security and trust...theyll always be questions and worries and fears...but she goes to him in comforts..and lets go as he stears, he guides her, and holds her mind body and soul, he makes her first in his life journey..she still still asks, what is it..Its finally an answer that may not quite fit..It is guidance, w his heart and his soul, his attentiveness to the woman he owns..its her service that draws her so near, to feel his heartbeat, his thrust, his spear..Its not that he owns her, that she stays without worrie, Its that he loves her, deeply and fair. He harbours no resentment ever for her mistakes or false cares, that take her to places where her attention is in snare...he takes her worry, her questions w care, she gave herself freely and unwhole and let him handle the affair...He completed her, fashioned her, held her so tight, hed never give her away, hed put up a fight, Its finally evident, what It really is..Its love through compression, the hearts true connection, the danger running wild, the soul flying higher, two side by side, not stopping and in stride, her enduring what hes inflicting, their hearts melding and acting instinctly their true nature not suppressed, they give it hard and their best, theyd lusted of each other her sweet nectar his pearl gift, companions till the end, no two could be the same,time grew them together, they both were found sane, finally true contentment, they were true to the end, and never had to ask what is it?...ever, ever...again!