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About Histexasrose
Hi, i am Lord Marduk's girl, i am Histexasrose. i am here to learn, to study under His guidance, and make friends.
i would like to say thank You very much for the beautiful words that m'Lord wrote for me in the poem that is below. Thank You m'Lord i love it and it means alot to me.
Pitcher of Love
As I strolled through the long shadows toward the end of the day.
I happened to see a misshapen lump of clay.
I bent down, picked it up and as my eyes began to explore,
the fingerprints, the small dents and the twisted shape it bore.
All the indentions, gouges, and folds of those who had held it before,
spoke of saddness and sorrow, because it longed for more.
I held it in my hands strolling farther down the path,
my fingers wrapped around it, slowly kneading with subtle wrath.
The lump of clay began to warm and give comfort to these old hands.
Though little did it know I had other plans.
Back to my shop and the potters wheel,
a little bit of moisture and she began to reel.
With a touch of a single finger her journey began.
Slowly molding and shaping her as only I can.
I caressed her oh so gently as she spun round and round,
passionately sculpting, changing without a sound.
Drawing her always higher pulling gentle as gentle can be.
Lifting her farther upward, helping her to see.
Her curves define such beauty, delicate, full of grace.
A spout for this glorious pitcher and a handle took their place.
Into the firey furnace a glow upon her face.
Then glazed and back into the furnace, now cooled she takes her place.
Resting in my hands I holds her, to my touch she coos like a dove.
The greastest creation of this master craftsman, my beautiful pitcher of love.
Dedicated to Mine, , , Histexasrose. |
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Today(10-24-10) is 1 year since my Master Lord Marduk branded me as His. Its hard to believe that a year has already pasted. Master i just wanted to say thank You for all that You have done and all that You contiune to do not just for me but for U/us. A year ago You branded this girl as Yours and now she is Your slave and im sorry but You are stuck with her for all Your natural life and beyond *giggles and winks*
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This for my Master LordMarduk.
slave
He is my Master, i am His.
He nourishes my heart, i feed His .
He has bound me with love, i am His
He nurtures my soul, i soothes His.
He owns all of me, i am His.
He teaches my mind, i comfort His.
He has given me peace, i am His.
He excites my passion, i satisfy His.
He branded my skin, i am His.
He guides my footsteps, i follow His.
He has made me His slave, i am His.
He is my Master, i am His.
*footnote:
Who's rotten lil shit am i? i am His. |
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This lifestyle isnt just about learning about BDSM it is also about learning about Y/yourself. Who and what Y/you are and thats what my Master has taught me and for things i am and will always be the most greatful for. Thank You Master Lord Marduk for showing and teaching me those things and for what is to come in O/our future T/together whatever they maybe. |
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His Gifts
Master has given me so many gifts in the time that W/we have been together. He has shown me what it really means to love and be loved. He has given me comfort in knowing that being a slave is who and what i truely am although Others have tried to tell and show me this it took Master to make me see and believe it. He has showed me that under His hands pain is something that i do like and accept with a open heart and mind. But i believe one of the greatest gifts He has given me is branding His intials on me His slave. Some may not understand how i could do this but now i know that i truely and always will be where i belong with the One i call Master. The things i always said i would never ever be or do i have come thru and all because of Master. |
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this was sent to me by my sissypoo known to O/others here as northernrose.
To my beloved sissykins,
Thank you for always being here for me, to add laughter or share tears, always encouraging or adding to fears. You will always be my sissykins, no matter what. Thank you for sharing what you have so that i may learn and grow, i appreciate the great sacrafice you made of yourself to give me this, i know it wasn't easy. I am glad you are my friend and that we have made some pretty good memories and am looking forward to making many more. You are my family and i love you.
your sissypoo:)
sissypoo i know i dont tell you as often as i should but im very proud and honored to call you my sissypoo and that you are apart of my family as well. i love sharing the good and bad times with you and i have never thought of it as a sacrafice sharing with you what i have or what i know. sissypoo i love ya and im proud and honored to call you sissypoo.
your sissykins
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You are the reason my sun comes up in the morning. You are the reason that the stars shine at night.
Because of You my heartbeats each and everyday. You are the breath that i breathe each passing day.
You have shown me what it is to really love someone and that its ok to let that person inside of my heart.
Without You i am nothing. With You i am whole and complete once again. You are my world it is You that have put the smile on my face that everyone sees. But if You take those away i will become empty and incomplete once again.
i say this with everything in me and i mean these words from the bottom of my heart and soul. i Love You m'Lord and i am finally with the One that i truely belong to. |
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i just wanted to say thank You so very much to my Master LordMarduk for the beautiful words He wrote. i love it. |
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Pitcher of Love
As I strolled through the long shadows toward the end of the day.
I happened to see a misshapen lump of clay.
I bent down, picked it up and as my eyes began to explore,
the fingerprints, the small dents and the twisted shape it bore.
All the indentions, gouges, and folds of those who had held it before,
spoke of saddness and sorrow, because it longed for more.
I held it in my hands strolling farther down the path,
my fingers wrapped around it, slowly kneading with subtle wrath.
The lump of clay began to warm and give comfort to these old hands.
Though little did it know I had other plans.
Back to my shop and the potters wheel,
a little bit of moisture and she began to reel.
With a touch of a single finger her journey began.
Slowly molding and shaping her as only I can.
I caressed her oh so gently as she spun round and round,
passionately sculpting, changing without a sound.
Drawing her always higher pulling gentle as gentle can be.
Lifting her farther upward, helping her to see.
Her curves define such beauty, delicate, full of grace.
A spout for this glorious pitcher and a handle took their place.
Into the firey furnace a glow upon her face.
Then glazed and back into the furnace, now cooled she takes her place.
Resting in my hands I holds her, to my touch she coos like a dove.
The greastest creation of this master craftsman, my beautiful pitcher of love. |
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intuitive1 is studing under my Master. im glad to have a new sis. Welcome to the fold sissy. |
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i look around at all the tags and collars the girls wear and the ones that the Dom's hand out. As i sit back and smile i ask why does one need to have these things? Well for me i wear no tags nor collar on the outside. my collar is one inside it is around my heart. The pride and love that i carry there for m'Lord is my collar and my tags and m'Lord's for me!!!! |
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Love is giving S/someone the power to break Y/your heart but trusting T/them that T/they wont.
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?I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don?t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don?t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.?. Anais Nin
i have found the One that makes these things come true for me. |
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