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Is it but a Dream she ask in soft whisper as she knelt at His feet.. the silence was long..His thick fingers linger through strands of her honey colored mane..her heart beat like mighty wind afraid to hear His answer..after sometime He began to speak..In all things we create the dream we desire to live.. if we did not dream to live.. we could not live to dream.. to some this will never make sense to others it will burn to pit of their souls and bring forth new hope.. she sighed with a hint of contentment knowing that this was not fate but destiny that had put her at the feet of man..a place where she hungered to be..
Now in my life i have crossed the paths of many so called Masters and Doms as i am sure they have crossed paths with many girls that claim to be sub or slave.. im not here to judge on bais of what You can do for me or what i can do for You.. i know my skill and i know what and how deeply i can serve the right man..im not perfect though i strive to be perfection for the pleasure of one.. i will not serve many and i will be second to none.. im commited and strong..i am passionate and lustful and i will surrender completely to a man deserving of such .. its not a game its not a gift its simply me..tread gently on a fragile heart because the soul that You crush may just be the one that belonged to You..
im here merely in hopes that i will meet like minded friends whom are honest and down to earth as i am if Your not do not waste my time.. to all whom journey this path may You find what You seek..
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