MissLadyVerna

Female Dominant, 44

Female Submissive, 51, NYC, New York

Female Dominant, 24, tampa, Florida

Weep, Free Maiden. Remember your pride and weep. Remember your laughter and weep. Remember you were my enemy and weep. Now you are my helpless captive. Remember you stood against me. Now you lie at my feet. I have bound you with yellow cords. I have placed you on the scarlet rug. Thus by the laws of Tharna do I claim you. Remember you were free. Know now you are my slave. Weep, Slave Girl. Outlaw of Gor

Just when I think it can't get worse, I had a shit day (no!) You had a shit day (no!), we've had a shit day (no!) I think that life's too short for this, I'll pack my ignorance and bliss I think I've had enough of this. Blow me on last kiss

For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks? the work for which all other work is but preparation. ? Rainer Maria Rilke

? The kajirae are graceful, full of beauty, they yearn to serve and please the Free, they have a belly that burns with fire to be the best they can be, they don?t like to displease as they know of the consequences if they do so.?kajirae are taught to be obedient in all ways, though sometimes that doesn?t always happen as some Free do not seek a doormat but at the same time no one seeks a totally unruly slave. ?Here is a quote from the Gorean Books. ? What is the duty of a slave girl," I inquired. "Absolute obedience," she said, frightened. "What are you?" I inquired. "A slave girl," she said.? What is your duty?" I asked. "Absolute obedience," she cried out. Hunters of Gor - Page 258 ?

A Mistress' love is like a wedding ring, Infinite and priceless, making both sing. A Mistress' love is a circle of endless love, A priceless treasure, sent from the Heaven?s above. Time may change, aging state of grace, But bound together, never losing pace. A Mistress' love never weakens, It flows like the river, and only deepens. A Mistress' love cleanses the soul, Healing old wounds as it flows. A love more precious than anything, Gold, silver, more precious than things. A Mistress' love burns deep and hot, Burning away the doubts of what we are not. A Mistress' love can never die, For it is never-ending, and that is no lie. So what is a Mistress' love? Each of us knows it, a gift from above. A priceless treasure, That brings endless pleasure. And what of a slave?s love you ask? It is shown in praise as she does what She asks. A deep endless joy, endless craving Deepening surrender, life worth saving. And what of Love to each other you ask? A fire hot and bright, does one have to ask? It burns hotter than the sun, brighter than the stars A bond that never ends, long after we go to the stars. And what of those lost mates where is love? It is shown always high above. For it is in each star shining bright, Brightly shining in eternal light. So what is love to each of you? How does it mold and shape each part of you? Look deep inside the heart when in doubt it is there, For it always will be, Love is always there.

Scream from lungs that fill your whole body Scream beacause you can't keep it in and you won't let it out Scream the storm that blows ocean through you, wind, smoke Scream so huge I have to suck in air to help I love your scream because you scream tears into My eyes I love your scream because it howls through all your beautiful holes I love your scream because of everybody who has ever screamed Scream into My mouth Scream into My cunt Scream into My clever hands Scream into this poem Lover, if you suffer for Me Scream for Me ~ Catherine A. Liszt

The Mistress's Creed Above all else She cherishes Her slave, in the knowledge that the gift he/she gives Her is the greatest gift of all. She is demanding and takes full advantage of the power given to Her, but knows how to share the pleasure that comes from that precious gift. She is in control of Herself first and foremost, so that She may control others. As a stern and demanding Mistress, She can cause her slave to cry real tears. As the consummate lover, She will then kiss the tears away, without stepping out of character. In times of trouble, a Mistress will leave the roles behind, to be a supportive friend and partner, never forgetting that this is still a loving relationship between T/two caring individuals. She is quick to understand the differences between fantasy and reality. She would never ask a slave to put Her before his?her career, or family, just to satisfy Her own pleasure. To win Her slave's mind, body, spirit, soul, and love, She knows She must first win his/her trust. She will show Her slave humor, kindness, and warmth. She always him/her that Her guidance and tutoring is knowledgeable and deserving of his/her attention, that this is a Woman he/she can learn from, and trust Her direction. She is romantic enough to be protective and chivalrous. When called upon, She will fight for Her man's/woman's honor. She proves to him/her that She is someone he/she can lean on,and depend on. When it comes time to teach Her slave his/her lessons of obedience, She is a strong and unyielding professor. She will accept no flaw, nothing less than perfection from Her student. Never does She use discipline without a good reason. When She does it is always with a knowledgeable and careful hand. She is always open to communication and discussion, always ready to hear his/her wants and needs. She is patient, taking time to learn his/her limits, and knowing that as his/her trust of Her , grows so will T/they. he/she never has to demand ritual behavior by him/her . he/she responds to Her out of the want of pleasing Her. Compliance comes from the wanting to please, not the fear of punishment. She understands the fragile nature of mind and body and never violates the trust given to Her. She is secure enough to laugh at Herself and the absurdities of life. Open minded enough to learn new things. Strong enough to grow. Her tools are mind, body, spirit, soul, and love. She understands that E/each P/partner gains most from pleasuring the O/other. And B/both of T/them knows that love and trust are the only bindings that truly hold.

Maybe it's that we are all outsiders, we are all making our own unusual way through a wilderness of normality that is just a myth.

The Dancing Serpent Indolent darling, how I love To see the skin Of your body so beautiful Shimmer like silk! Upon your heavy head of hair With its acrid scents, Adventurous, odorant sea With blue and brown waves, Like a vessel that awakens To the morning wind, My dreamy soul sets sail For a distant sky. Your eyes where nothing is revealed Of bitter or sweet, Are two cold jewels where are mingled Iron and gold. To see you walking in cadence With fine abandon, One would say a snake which dances On the end of a staff. Under the weight of indolence Your child-like head sways Gently to and fro like the head Of a young elephant, And your body stretches and leans Like a slender ship That rolls from side to side and dips Its yards in the sea. Like a stream swollen by the thaw Of rumbling glaciers, When the water of your mouth rises To the edge of your teeth, It seems I drink Bohemian wine, Bitter and conquering, A liquid sky that scatters Stars in my heart! ? William Aggeler, The Flowers of Evil (Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)

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