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I AM NOW ON ...FEEL FREE TO FIND ME AND FRIEND ME ON THERE..SCREEN NAME IS ownedbybrandon ....thankyou!!! and as always *HAVE NICE DAY* ? ? ? ? I am a 26year old slave girl. I don't feel it is?necessary?to write my kink down for the public, i am an open book and will answer anything with complete honesty. I have been into being a slave since i knew what the concept of husband and wife was I am old-fashioned and know where a womans place is!. I am looking for my soulmate and Master!!...REAL Master!..and i have to admit, i am a country girl a rednecks wet dream, i also spit and cuss, i like kayaking, canoeing, fishing, mudding, hiking, swimming, camping, 4 wheeling, sledding, skiing, and horse back riding!!!...uhh, i am laid back and a little bit insane..I am a lovely?lunatic!!! ? ? * I have to say that most people on here disgust me in the fact that they are FAKE and DON'T??take being a Master seriously nor the ?"Slaves", it is quite pathetic, so IF YOU ARE NOT SERIOUS ABOUT THIS LIFESTYLE, PLEASE DON'T SEND ME MESSAGES, YOU ARE WASTING BOTH YOUR TIME AND MINE* I AM ASHAMED OF MOST PEOPLE ON THIS SITE!!*? ? ? ? ?
He was... Everything... To her..... The very sound of him.... Made her heart beat... The very breath of him... Brought her back to life... And... she in return gave him...M Everything. He was .. a moment... One solitary moment.. Gone from her flesh forever. She was... different .. He used to tell her. She was worthy of his Trust, his secrets., She held them so close to her Heart. As if being honest about the others was honorary. She used to think she was unique... That her blood tasted better That her soul was more Desirable... She was sweeter than any other before her, that in this intense exchanging of souls, they became pure within one another. She was different because she submitted to him, to his every need and twisted desires, she catered to him to show that she was worthy.. She was the little lost lamb... That cowered at his feet... Begged for absolution from His inner demonic His hunger.... His need... His primal lust.... She wore her veil so delicately .. That moment... in everyone's memory... When you give the only thing.. Held precious to you... The only thing worth having... In this world of mistaken heros... It was in that moment.... She became... with a sinister and sadistic twist of fate... She walked away.... With... only the taste of Her own blood at her lips... For there was nothing left to give.... This time she was different..... No one had ever left him before.... now with everything said and done.... she still sits cold and alone... un-collared and without a home!!... yet in the abandoned silence is where she will forever roam!!!.. empty and abandoned....this un-collared submissive is wired all wrong!!!
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  • I am an elite rarity a human tragedy, my heart weeps from sheer insanity..
    I always try to find the escape from reality, drown my pain in a sea of tranquility, submerge in the vast euphoric density..
    I can't shake the mutinous past they are quite like twisted shards of tainted glass.
    Its to hard for me to release the past, it's after me so I must confess, I am just one fucked up hott mess....
    I keep crawling trying to get a grip, now I am on the edge holding breath, I take a bow, prepare for my decent, I am coming down....
    I wallow in others shadowed sorrow, piling up my sense of feeling hollow..
    I am in search of some comfort and solace, but my home is no where in sight.
    I crawl on my hands and knees to the point where I scream
    from the sting.
    I am a nurturer, a gracious guider, a loving lady, a forgiving female, a sweet soul.
    I am mindless moronic masterpiece, a lovely lunatic, a sarcastic satanist, a dominated disaster.
    I feel amazing and yet I am walking alone, down this path I will create on my own, I refuse to be a chalk line to society, painted with a sense of non-morality.
    I am heading to nowhere, no destiny in sight, yet I am comforted yet recently took a major plight.
    I know now what it is I seek, to keep going, stay strong, and silent and sinister, until you find your inner .....gasp....*to be continued...*A Slavegirl's Road to Discovery* *Jamilynn*

     
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