I cant believe it has been more than a year since I wrote here.

I still will not tolerate dishonesty,

truly if you tell lies to each other... do you start to believe them?

Are you the lie, do you become one with it?

Or in asking others to be what your not, do you self destruct?

so ...

thoughts?

A most awesome gift from my Master

A gift that showed he heard me when I spoke

A gift he took the time to get for me

A gift for both to enjoy as we travel our road together

A gift

to me

his sub, his slut, his girl

I am content with whom i am...

i am content with those who surround me

i will not tolerate dishonesty

If you are not honest in your CM profile... how do you justify yourselves to others?

When this type of relationship is based on trust.. and you offer none

what do you expect to achieve ?

this is what seperates the players from the ones who want more.

I am a lucky girl.

it is amazing how kindred spirts can be found, some approached outright, some stumbled across, some as if they were meant to be from the very beginning of time.

life is good.

games....are fun to watch..

as the beginning continues , the journey is reveled in it is truly an amazing world.

as the universe  turns, i am just a speck... a joyful speck for sure, taking delight in all

the wonders that surround me.

 a new world awaits in the knowledge you can love more than one.

that the love is not just sexual, it is the mind and the heart..

a sexual, sensual, submissive, slut....................

hhaaaa my Breasts have not gone away!!! they are still attached just not out here for all the ... hmmmmmmmmmmmm voyeurs....

 A little vent ,

if you will please READ my profile... do not ask me to read yours before mine....

 please.. take your Bi-polar meds before you message me.. chances are you might need it...

 i am REAL... do not waste my time and then say it was my fault... whether you have no intentions of meeting or you are underage and shouldnt be here in the first place...

thank you

players play and try to hide.. but they have no where to run so they disappear.

this makes them easy to identify. All we have to do is open our eyes.

A happy face hides the turmoil within as i search for me.. am I submissive, a slut?... or more.. We shall see eventually.. change is good and necessary for the discovery....

there once was one i learned from, who said "patience is a virtue, I hope I dont die from it"  tired of waiting is what I am.. the slut says "gimmie" like the greedy slut she is.

my Master-my Sir   he pulls, pushes, prods and takes my essence, molds my cravings to fulfilll himself/me, gives as well as takes, my tears are of the joy of being me (with him)

 I thank you

life is fragile.. and fleeting..

take it by the horns and shake it or be shaken.. either way you have embraced the power of living..

Bananas are such a cool fruit!!!

slice them on top of ice cream.... yes??

the exact opposite of sandpaper......

ask for more.. do you really want it?... hard telling... ask for more... and find out....

I am most amused by those who tell me to stop the psycho babble.. and to get REAL...

well it did happen once.

I am as real as anyone you will ever meet, and those who have had me will attest to it....

is not the mind, my mind... your mind.. the key that turns the lock?? (oh my babble again)

Lets see if you agree......

I need you as much as you need me...

what are we without each other...

shells ..... empty and unfulfilled

you need your slut slaves mouth body and submission

I need your kisses, hands and control

every hour wasted....

torment and torture...

yes you are good at it..

what a gorgeous morning....cold and crisp.. thoughts of hot lashes and love under the sheets...

hahahah quick break!!


Can you really break from the oxygen you need to survive...no.. not possible...

If I talk about ice cream... if I dream about its taste, the swirls, the flavors...

Does that count????

If I lovingly remember the lusicous chocolate.. thick and rich, smooth and creamy... making my saliva mix as the little swallows go down...or gobbling.. it quickly...

Will that raise my insulin???? 

It has been toooooooooo long.. I need to be spanked, taken, used 
and then cherished
  

See we are rare.. if you push too hard we run... if your wishy washy we have no interest....

we need Masters.. not players....

taking a break.. too much....

later perhaps...

what a silly slut!!! I miss chocolate already........


it was just thirteen days ago .. I feasted and I thank you.....

gonna give up white sugar...and what will that leave..
 
cravings...

chocolate is a fetish.. smooth creamy succulent.. wrapping my tonque around it.. little swallows to prolong the ecstasy....
ahhhh ice cream... when I have you again.. the orgasm will be swift.. but for now I prolong the agony...


what shall take its place..

the pain of the pleasure I am sure....

at peace with myself... look inward.. can you say the same?... If you are looking for me know that I am looking for you.. You need to know who you are...
I am a slave in waiting... a slut at times.. a woman always.. treat me so and you will see...

What makes it real.. is it in your head? is it in mine?  The fantasy is real.. without the action to back it up..... your words become nothing.. It is not the thrill of the chase.. it is the capture forever

hahahah my tummy hurts! too much yummy chocolate with almonds....
very nice memories... if only I had some ice cream.....

my Master will own me, guide me, mold me. It is not a gift that I give ... it is me... he shall take it and know that it is his.... histohave. Without my submission I am nothing

Weddings are beautiful !! on reflection I only wish I had known more of me..
and who I really am while I was married...

Off for the weekend.. all of you enjoy!!!