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btw, it means freedom to speak... |
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i miss how He makes me feel when with Him...
i miss how He reveled in my attentions for Him...
i miss how He trusted that i could support His weight...
i miss how He whispered His praise for my devotion to Him...
i miss how He offered me protection from the world's turmoil...
i miss that i have been unable to find such a connection besides Him.
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knowing who and what you are narrows the journey to only one path...until you take a step in the unmarked, unexplored areas, then and only then will you experience growth |
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His words, His thoughts...
articulated with such precision...
they garner a radiant spirit...
she who looks past the shade...
steps out into His light...
then she earns a glipse of His soul... |
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it's confusing to be this lustful...nothing seems to satisfy it...the mind is imaginative yet knows the difference...devoted, unbridled, dynamic passion and spiritual physical love...so elusive |
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i'm feeling a difference besides the soreness. going at a reasonable pace, instead of balls to the wall where i burn out too quickly and give up. it's not a sprint nor is it about the end result...it's about the breath and the calm...the peace.
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her fullness,
nestles into His fold...
seeking the warmth,
that is lost only to her...
her energy,
quietly steadies the task...
then builds slowly,
spreading through towards Him...
her solace,
dims in the night...
meant for Him,
instead it rejuvenates all...
that's more than enough,
it has to be. |
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many of us would have healthier lives if we could embrace our sexual needs. there could be less obesity, debt, and cravings to fill ourselves with anything but what we truly need...physical love |
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we all have a type, even if pansexual, there are patterns to our desires...a color, body part or mannerism catches our "eye". this reveals the mind of the person more than their desires |
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why do words hurt so much worse than a hit...the contempt is palpable like the strike of a cane, leaving you disoriented...the only difference being the cells self-heal while the spirit is left waiting for the brain to give direction |
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interests and experience are subjective...much like everything else in life |
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i would like to consider some of the more formal aspects of a sex slave with a Master. not as a game or role play but as a persona in which to explore thoughts, feelings, reactions. how else are we to grow as a person if we don't step outside ourselves to implement what we have only imagined? |
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i listed myself as bi slave for a bit. truthfully, i hate labels. they don't accurately depict a person's core nature. for example, i've been sexually attracted to females before. that doesn't mean i want a romantic relationship with one. |
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online romance aka learning the mind of another through prose, not unlike the hand written letters of yore |
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training isn't about the physical, it's about the mental. why is that so much harder to find? |
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MBA and 3 certs...not mindless at all just purposeful |
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how easily we forget about the details within the numerous pages, the strength of the binding, and it's longevity to with stand time when the dust cover is so worn, ratty and torn |
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attraction to height/weight proportionate when the greatest sex organs are the mind, lips, tongue, mouth, and hands continues to baffle me...or to be friends |
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the need to feel a leash, oh how it seithes within, hear this plea she makes to Thee |
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i am unique, so is everyone else. What i have to offer may not look like another yet it could be more. The way to know is to present and wait. Only then will He see me. |
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angst, deep-off-kilter-makes-me-crave-His-discipline-that-burns |
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meditation, sub-space, and tantric...they are how i worship Him |
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being what i am has left me open to mistreatment but i can't change what i am. so many out there are weak because they don't know what they are...at least the flesh heals |
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several have said my nature is an alpha sub with the devotion level of a slave ...in other words a tigress that can only be subdued by her Tamer |
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what i've learned: i am a woman who craves the hard cock of a God to suck, to be fucked by often and believes these feelings are normal |
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