| |
|
|
Home |
|
|
|
|
Browse |
|
|
|
|
|
Live |
|
|
|
|
Join |
|
Collarspace |
|
|
|
|
Dating |
|
|
|
|
News |
|
|
|
|
Mobile |
|
|
|
|
Alt |
|
|
|
|
Safety |
|
|
|
|
Toys |
|
|
|
|
Friends |
|
|
|
|
Resources |
|
|
|
|
Welcome |
|
| |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Login |
|
|
 |
|
 | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
|  | |  | |  | |  | |  | | | |  | |  | |  | |  | |  | | | |  | |  | |  | |  | |  | | | |  | |  | |  | |
|
|
|
|
| |
This Kitten is now with her Sir, MtnMan54. As I am a bi switch, I am currently looking for a bi female sub. I am always looking for new friends and female playmates. I am fun loving, snuggly with a bit of an evil side. Mtnman is looking for a female sub still as we are a poly couple. We are also owners of uncaneycreations, you can find us at .... http://site.uncaneycreations.com/
A Submissive's Song
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that bending blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one that cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, my joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
Tell me your desires, your passions, those things the please you that I may for fill them. My pleasures comes from yours, my growth from your guidance, my safety from your protection. I learn from your lessons, I respect you as you are, I care for your needs, wants, and desires what ever they may be.
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one who cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, My joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
I am willing and strong, I am soft and of good heart, I am yours. I do your bidding as you tell me that your wises can be met. I am caring and loving. I am of intelligence and wit. I am yours. I grow from your wisdom and knowledge for those things I do not know. I am of desires and fulfillment. I am respectful and trustful. I am yours. I strive to met your challenges as you challenge me in way others have not.
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one who cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, My joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
I am your submissive. I am your vessel. I am those things that you need. I am your sub as you are my Dom. Lead me in to your arms and let me for fill you. I am submissive this is my song I sing it from my soul for I know who I am. I am Submissive.
By kitten |
|
|
|
|
My days are filled with learning new things both about myself and those things around me. I stop and wonder what is would be like if I wasn't learning the things I am, I would think is would be rather boring. I think I would be doing the same things day after day, losing myself in the day to day life. I try to change my routine each day even if it is just one small thing, just to say I did something differently. That today was not the same as yesterday or the day before. I look at what goals I have met and what new ones I have to do now, never giving up on the ones that seem to take long to achieve. Lokking at each day as a new begaining. |
| |
| |
|
|
As O/our family is growning many thing stay the same, the warmth and careing for each other stays the same. All tho the work is the same as it was before, there are more to help get it done. Giving U/us more time to do to the things W/we so love to do. W/we must remeber that each person with in the household has thier own personality and needs thier "me" time. This can be hard at times, but I find it is a must to keep a houshold running smooth. I find for me it is the morning time before my Sir wakes up. The morning is a peaceful time for me, as I sit down with my first cup of coffee. I am not one of those who you can't not talk to me before that first cup. Sometimes I enjoy company drinking that frist cup, as we talk about light things. O/our days seems to always but full of things to do, but that is better then laying around doing nothing and being bord. I smile as I remeber something my grandmother use to say, Ide hands is an ide mind. I often find that to be true, I think more when I am doing something, then if I am just sitting around doing nothing at all. I also find my energy levels are different too. Maybe that is why in the winter when I can't do as much outside as I can when the weather is warm. ( I don't like the cold), my energy level is lower then in the warmer seasons. For me there is more to do outside then inside, and thus am more ide in the winter then the warmer seasons of the year.. Just a bit that came to mind. |
| |
| |
|
|
Were have you gone my child?
Were have you gone my dear child, to the stars above? Did you find a mountain meadow filled with wildflowers? Are you playing in the branches of the trees making the leave shimmer and shake?
Mother my body is gone but my spirit is always with in the reach of your voice. I dance among the stars, I rest in the mountain meadows, and make the leaves of the trees shimmer and shake with my laughter.
Daughter I see your smile in the morning dawn as the dew still lays on the grass. I see your twinkling eyes in the starry nights. I hear you singing with the songs of the birds outside. Were have you gone my dear child?
Mother only my body is gone, my spirit is all around you. I wish you a good morning at each dawning of a new day. I wish you a good night from the stars above. I sing with the birds through out the day so you know I am near.
Oh sweet child you have not gone far, your spirit has touch mine a thousand times over. Even in death our bond can not be broken.
Mother this is my time to watch over you as you watched over me as I grew up, do not cry for me for I have not gone away for my spirit is always with you. I will remind you I am near in things you see, in things you hear, in the things you touch, and even in the thing you taste. I promise I am not gone I am for ever near you.
|
| |
| |
|
|
I open my eyes to a sunny new day. As I slip my first cup of coffee, thinking of the things I need to do. I start to write out my to do list as I do every morning, I think is there some thing special I can to do to serve Master better today? One thing I haven't done before? One thing that would let Him know how much Pleasure it bring me to serve Him. That I am Always Honored to wear His collar....... Kneeling at His feet might just be good enough for some but this girl whats to do so much more for Him. Can one ever serve an other enough?? Does it really matter to this girl if you can or not....... she just wants Him as happier then the day before no matter what His day has brought Him.. she want to make it better and wash away the bads of the day for Him.. Maybe be that's is a relaxing bath by candle light with soft music as she wash Him with care and love.
|
| |
| |
|
|
Waking to a snowy day the girl lays waiting to hear the stirring of Master. She listens to His soft smooth breathing as she looks down at His peaceful face. Slowly He begins to stir, she slips quietly out of bed as she feels the soft carpet under feet. She leaves the bedroom and heads quietly to the kitchen. The floor in the kitchen is cold to her bare feet. She work quietly and swiftly making His morning cup of coffee. She adds His cream and sugar to the cup then pours the coffee then gently stirs it a couple times. Quietly she take it in to the bedroom and set it on the night table then kneels beside the bed ans waits. She watches His face as He slowly opens His eyes and smiles softly down at her. He slowly sits up the reaches for the cup as she quietly holds her breath hoping the hot coffee is to His liking. He take a sip and smiles down at her as He says, " every good girl". The words every girls wants and needs to hear.
|
| |
| |
|
|
A Submissive's Song
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that bending blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one that cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, my joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
Tell me your desires, your passions, those things the please you that I may for fill them. My pleasures comes from yours, my growth from your guidance, my safety from your protection. I learn from your lessons, I respect you as you are, I care for your needs, wants, and desires what ever they may be.
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one who cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, My joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
I am willing and strong, I am soft and of good heart, I am yours. I do your bidding as you tell me that your wises can be met. I am caring and loving. I am of intelligence and wit. I am yours. I grow from your wisdom and knowledge for those things I do not know. I am of desires and fulfillment. I am respectful and trustful. I am yours. I strive to met your challenges as you challenge me in way others have not.
I can be that gentle hand, that soft voice, that whisper in the wind, that blade of grass below the oak tree so proud and strong.
I am one that serves, the one who cares, a tender touch when needed, that rose that brings delight to one's senses.
I strive to for fill those needs, those desires with in, My joy comes from meeting your wants, I am that refreshing drink of spring water.
I am your submissive. I am your vessel. I am those things that you need. I am your sub as you are my Dom. Lead me in to your arms and let me for fill you. I am submissive this is my song I sing it from my soul for I know who I am. I am Submissive.
|
| |
| |
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
