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Bondage, Did I hear the mews of one so caught in my web. restraint it could be phyiscal, or mental.The bond is two ways, an exchange, of trust. I search for my other half. My bottom to complete me. The half to open my heart again. Reality is for us to explore.
A gag, is it required, I think not . your pleading is music to my ears.
Have you been a good girl. My crop, floggers, straps and hand are in need of a work out or is this something you need.
Like a gardener I seek to grow and develope a blooming rose. Pruning, binding and watering it till perfection. I do not at present seek a 24/7 relationship but time, is something that changes anything.
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