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Do not enter this world without warning!! What lies ahead is untamed and free. Turn back now or face the storm that is me.
I am many things, yet truly nothing at all. In full control of my own world I stand. Wise beyond my years I strive to understand and accept what is me as well as the world I live in. Each day I make my own choices, and openly answer to judgment of my actions. I stand strong in what I believe and will protect it with every beat of my heart.
Loyalty in friendship I offer unconditional acceptance and understanding of who you are. Friends, I hold close and open my world to you in trust and honesty. My respect is yours. Within those friendships is where I play. I am here should you need someone to lean on. With you I share the laughter of life.
Sadistic Top
As a Top I offer understanding of your needs, and the safe way to fulfill them. I will take the time to climb in your head, and only then can I take your hand and lead you in our dance. The steps in the dance are yours to set, as well as, your boundaries. Respecting what is you I will light your way across the dance floor. With care, concern, and acceptance of your needs I will seek to fulfill your inner desires. The sound in your cries and the look in yours eye is where I find my pleasure in your pain.
Passion and Art
My world is viewed through the lens of art. Whether it be dancing on a stage, standing before the camera or spinning in the ropes I am free when I find the beauty of expression. I search for those who can be passionate without apology, and who refuse to live in the shadow of who they wish to be. I seek those who are not afraid to show and then take their flaws and create a beautiful masterpiece in life.
Reach one, Teach one
I have had many guide me on the the road less traveled, and I still seek to learn form those who have traveled this way before me. As a presenter, I bring a respect for education and kink, and a willingness to help others learn and grow. I enjoy the sharing of knowledge. I offer a couple of different classes.
Class:
Simple Seduction 101: The art of erotic dancing.
Simple Seduction 201: Setting the mood, Creating the fantasy,
Modeling and Makeup
Single and Kinky
I am Stormy Nightz...dancer, model, rope artist, presenter, performer, friend and kinkster. For this I make no apologies.
Come as you are...
Welcome to my world...
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I hate that I even have to say this...I am a real time Domma, I don't do online, or web cam. |
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Although, Osama Bin Ladan is dead, our troops still fight, and may face even more danger now...Gods speed home to our men who still fight for our freedoms. |
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To those I met at Floating World thank you for an event to be remembered!!
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Dear Santa,
There are so many things I could ask for this year, but many of them
can not be made in your toyshop. They require the magic and spirit of
Christmas. I hope I have been good enough this year to have a few
wishes granted.
A little snow to dust the ground to bring in the spirit of the
season. Light the fire with flames of passion to warm the soul and
chase the winter chill away. Santa could you light my tree with the
twinkle of hope. Bright enough to to shine in the darkest of hours. A
stocking full of smiles to share with friends in the year to come. A
big box of hugs, I want to be sure to have plenty to go around. Santa a
small bottle of faith to help me make it when I don't have the heart to
believe. A box of strength to find myself when I have lost my way. Last
but not least Santa could you please give these gifts to many along
your way so we all may share in the joy of Christmas Day.
Merry Christmas to you Santa and to all who pass my way!!
Stormy Nightz
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NOT LOOKING!!!
I am ok with single life...
If you are rude go away!!
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The heart wants, the soul needs, the mind dreams, and the body desires. I understand I can not you separate the heart, mind, body, and soul for they are all one. The heart can not beat without the body, the body can not dream without the mind, and without the soul the heart, mind, and body are not much more than a fortress to hide in.
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Who am I. Sometimes it seems very simple. And other times, it could
not be more complicated. I usually feel like my life is a dichotomy of
wants and needs. And I suppose the thing that makes that difficult is
that the two rarely compliment one another.
Part of who I am is very strong, independent, hardheaded,
classy,outspoken, I am fully capable of taking care of my own needs.
Many would say I am Dominant, always in control and alway protecting
who I am and what I believe in. They do not see that I'm not Dominant.
I am submissive!! Nor do they understand that I must protect what is
me, and the value that these traits hold.
The other portion of my psyche is the submissive who lives within me,
hungered for desire and forbidden pleasures of pain that unchecked,
have caused others such as myself to be burned at the stake in
centuries past. Hunger is an odd sensation. At times, it can be put off
or suppressed if other aspects of your life are dominant at that
moment. But it never fully leaves you. It is always there, silently
waiting for the moment that you drop your guard, or finally find a
moment's peace and quiet from the fury of your everyday life. And
without warning, those long, dark fingers reach up from the darkness
and wrap around you, pulling you down into your own personal prison of
hunger. Overpowering hunger. What would I not do in those moments to
satisfy my desire? It can be frustrating at times to feel as if you
are alone,and hungry for the darkest of desires locked away inside a
very small cage. With barely enough room to turn around, you spend your
life day after day, watching everyone else pass by you. Always
aware of the dark hand of my own desire, and I sit and wait for the one
who becomes curious enough to flip open the lock on my cage willing to
tempt the hunger of the storm. Although it might lay quietly
sometimes, hunger never sleeps.
I am hungry and alone locked inside my own prison, Yes, I can take can
of me and I can fulfill some of my desires but the hunger I feel for
pleasure mixed with pain can only be filled if there is someone to
share it with, but who can I trust....
I need someone more Dominant, more in control, I need someone more wicked and depraved than I. I
need someone more sexual, more sensual, more pleasurable to be with. Someone more honorable, more patiant than I am.
Hungry. I need someone more hungry.
Hunger lives within all of us. The trick is to find someone who can
fulfill your hunger. For we will always be hungry. I just don't want to
be hungry alone.
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What a crazy summer this has been and it is only half over. I have learned so much about what I can handle and who I am. The ending of my M/s relationship cause much pain and the result of my pain was to run away and hide I needed to find a safe place to lick my wounds. As I begin to heal I also have let go of the hurt only to replace it with fear of getting hurt. I am gaurded in my actions and choose to protect all that I am. I have to ask where is that person that will bring me out of my shell and should they show up will I be ready to take a chance. I am in FL and very home sick I miss all that I have run from and wonder if I will be welcomed home. I just wish I did not feel so alone!!!
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Thank you to all those who I meet at SELF, you all made my weekend wonderful!!!!!!!
Hugz
The submissive, the slave, the storm
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Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for the Birthday Wishes!!!
Big hugs, little kisses, and passionate stormy nightz to all with honor and respect.
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Happy Birthday to Me!!!!!!
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As I walk my own path of submission I have hit a rocky road, I stand in a storm of emotion feeling the winds whirl around me I realize that the one stable thing in my life is ME. I am down but not out. In the last couple of weeks I have kicked, sreamed, cried, and begged for releif from the hurt that cut trough to my soul and shattered me into a million peices. As reality calms the winds around me I calm as well and see my own strenth not because someone else has control but because I am surviving and overcoming. A time to heal and learn from all that has past in my world. A time to think about the furture and not today but someday move forward.
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The keys
The key to know me is to read me like a book,
The key to reach me is to know the title in my life as well as your own,
The key to lead me is to let me follow intently behind thru the pages,
The key to inspire me is to know the story within,
The key to teach me is to turn the each page with love, discipline, and respect,
The key to love me is to remember how the story begins.
By, stormy nightz
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For now my search for a Master is on hold I need time to think.
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The house is quite and the break up is complete. Today was a day of
letting and moving forward. The finally good bye was moving the rest of
my things and closing the door behind me. Closing a door does not
seem like much but for me in that moment there is deeper meaning it is
the sound and feel of the door closing tells me I shall never pass his
way again. I believe that with everyone you meet it is like a book in
that there is a beginning, the story in the middle and , the ending. We
all make decisions that write the story of a relationship, and the
story does not always end with happy ever after. Today I also had to
own up to my own actions to someone I have tried not to care about who
has suffered because of my actions over the hurt of the break up. He is
a friend and understands what I am going through. He cares even when I
do not, and the more I have pushed and lashed out the stronger he has
been. Thank you Sir On top of all the stress of the last couple of
weeks I have a bronchitis and I am sick. This seems like a bad time to
quit smoking but I need to do this for me as well as find things to
help me live again. Thank you to those who where there to get me
through this day and for the light in a time of darkness.
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Stop smoking day 1: This is going to be very hard to do but it is time to quit smoking. I am very sick and more than likely it would not be bad if I did not smoke. So I am biting the bullet and going cold turkey wish me luck.
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The hurt and pain of a D/s relationship ending is not just
heartbreak it is shattering and one of the most painful human experiences the
heart, mind, body, and soul shall have to survive. The loss of your Dominate is
like losing part of who you are. My soul
cries out for relief and understanding, and as I morn the loss of my soul mate
my dreams are crushed. Moving on is more than I can think about my next breath
is all I can hope for. The touch of my own skin is cold and loneliness creeps
in to my soul, I cry out in pain and no one is there to hear the sorrowful howl
of a love gone wrong. The center of my
world has blow out the torch of passion and my heart weeps afraid to face the
dark alone The need to run is strong but where would I run and would I ever be
able to stop looking back. Now my heart lays shattered at my feet and I
ask “ how do I will it to beat”, My loss forever changed the course of my
journey never again will I love so deeply or love so freely that part of me
left with him.
There has to be more to this than hurt and betrayel. The lessons I am learning now hopefully will light my path to the right Master, freind, mate, and love of a lifetime, and if I never find him then I shall still be proud to have been true to who I am.
The submissive, the slave, the storm
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Some days go bye so slow, and I wonder if sunrise it's self will bring a new day. I find that even in fear there is submission by giving into the things that may hurt or scare me I surrender to that fear. The one thing I value most is the time I give and receive. It is the one thing that we can never get back. It is so hard when you need someone elses time and refuse to ask for it. For me time with a persons is a gift of choice and not something that should be ask for. When someone is important to you making time can be hard but the actions of making time says so much to the person who has the pleasure of your company. It is hard to care when you are on the outside looking in and even harder to stay when you don't have value in someones life.
The submissive, The slave, The storm
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Although I tend to keep the deepest parts of me hidden there are people that
> come into my life that allow me to open up. They are there to guide, lead,
> and show me the way when I can not see it myself. They give of themselves by
> understanding, respecting, and reaching out to hold on even as I pull
> away.They are there for the good times and the bad. To them I open my heart
> to say Thank You for making my world a better place, for your leadership,
> your power to keep me on the right path, protected, till I can find my way.
> AtlantaTop, Nova White, LC, and Lady Ace you four created the perfect day
> for me. Each one of you a did your part, and because of your actions you
> have renewed my hope and brought me out of my shell. Thank You from the
> deepest parts of me.
>
> st0rmynightz
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It always amazes me how much you can come to understand about one's
self when when you hit your limit. In that moment there is a release,
and a fulfillment born out of pain. It is surrender not only to the
pain, but also surrender to what is held deep with in. When the mind
surrenders to the pain, and the body breaks, then the heart is allowed
to feel peace. The surrender is much deeper than the mark left behind.
In that moment when the pain is so intense your mind and your body
recoil and pull away demanding an end to the pain your heart surrenders
to it's deepest emotions. As the tears fall you feel the pleasure of
release. When you cross the line between pleasure and pain and passion
consumes you only then are you free.
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I hear so many talk about submission as a gift, making it sound like
the wrapped gift you see sitting next to the birthday cake. Although I
agree that surrender is something very special and valuable.
For me it is not a gift at all, because gifts are often returned, re
gifted, or sadly only used when it is new. All and all very few
things giving ever become something that is valuable or stay with us
through the test of time. Most gifts are given in the moment only to be
taken back, returned, or placed on a shelf only to serve as a reminder
of a gift that no longer has meaning. I view my surrender more as a
treasure to guarded and protected. Something that can not be bought and
sold by the highest bider. Not something that can be given, but
something that is taken and cherished for the treasure it is. Much like
the kings treasure buried deep within the castle walls. Treasure that
can only taken by one strong and brave enough to storm the castle and
become the king. When treasure is is not protected it becomes scattered
and tarnished losing it's value till it is no more than a gem bartered
for on the open market. No matter how you view your surrender it should
be valued and protected by you and only taken by the one that can storm
the walls to become your king.
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My first munch was great, and it is always nice to be among kinky people.
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Ga Renaissance Festival opens this weekend who is going?
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Sitting here pondering the hows and whys and it occurs to me that in my search I am mold by the people I meet. Each leaving a mark and taking apart of me. This is not a bad thing because we each are effected by the people we come in contact with. Today I ask myself about me, I always give so much and only ask for honesty and to be allowed to see the real you. Not just the doninate but the also the person that lives life everyday. None of us are ever perfect and each of our expereance differs. What maters is what we take away from the people who affect our path the most. Some of us smile at the memory of our past loves knowing we learned from them and left them with a smile and good endings and freedom to love again. Others hold on to the hurt of losing never seeing the what they gained from giving love. The way we handle the break-ups leads us into our next relationship, and we either give love because we have let go of the past or hurt and anger control us to the point that we can't love. I am in control of who I am and everything I have been through makes me into who I am, and I am ok with me. I give knowing that it will hurt in the end, and that hurts shows that I cared enough to open up and give without asking for anything in return. Are you controled and missing out on the joy of love or are you in control enjoying life and love to the fullest?
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Over the last couple day honesty has come in handy, I have ended my consideration, not because he was fake or because of anything bad about him, but because our needs are different. He is a wonderful Gor Master and I truely hope he finds what he needs. To the Doms and masters out there remember to leave the door open so that a sub does not have to guess what you are thinking and can feel free to express themselves. To the sub out there give of yourselves with open eyes be honest with yourselves so that you find what you need remember to give of yourself is to ask for little in return.
To those who may think to comfort me I do not need comfort I need you to be real if you are not it will show through in the end.
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Good day to all and thank all of you for the emails, i respect all of your opinions and i do take the time to read all of your emails. Yes i am still under consideration and i look forward to our first meeting next month. I must say that he is the most wonderful man and that he is all i could ask for and more. Because we are having to comunicate through the internet, and phone it has made me see who he is as a person, his veiws and thoughts on the world we live in are spelled out in black and white.
I truly wish you all the best in your search and hope we all find what we need. Good luck wading through the bullshit, and remeber that finding the right one is worth going through all the fakes, trolls, and disrespctfull people you may run into in your search.
Your slave in waiting
stormy
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| Age: 19 |
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