silent dreams and thoughts echoing in the night .....soft dancing in the shadows beneath the pale moonlight twirling and casting away all worries as she moves across the grass alone without a care in the world........no one can see her face she but a distant memory and imprint in time ...pausing in her dance she moves towards the burning embers watching as they tease and threaten to consume all in its path....thoughts return as she gets lost in the flames thinking of words she wanted to say but could not find her voice to speak them when the darkness shook her to the core of her being...... should she run or should she stay.....to love but to feel the fear .....will destiny change its course and return that which she lost in the throws of pain and anguish of time.......which path does she take the one to freedom or the one to darkness.....

The visions inside my mind

Fight to come on every breath

But I have to keep them hidden

Or the world may seek my death

I cannot help these things I see

Every time I close my eyes

Look who I am, look where I’ve been

It should come as no surprise

For I’ve been around the world

Done things others wouldn’t do

They made me who I am

And they told me what to do

I would never hurt you

Says the spider to the fly

But once you’re in my web

All you can do is cry

Now don’t misunderstand me,

I don’t want a ps, just waiting on her ledge

I’d prefer to have a pain virgin

And then take her to my edge

My edge is farther than you’ve been

And farther than you’ll go

Without me you won’t find it

But if you beg me I’ll go slow

Because what fun is the pain

When it happens way too fast

Our ecstasy is over

But follow me, I’ll make it last

I can find the limits of anyone

No matter what they’re called

What I like the best are no-limit slaves

For they don’t know the world at all

This is a taste of my pain side

So you better think things through

Just thought you’d like to know

Before I become Master over you

sometimes the things you are afraid to ask for will set you free and the things you ask for imprison you ...... you never know if you should open the door and trust its a scarey thing to do when you have been burned over and over .......trust is so huge and you hide afraid of opening up afraid that you will be abandoned or forgotten like yesterdays news but still you take a step forward and take one finger at a time till you feel brave enough to grasp the whole hand but i dont know where that hand is taking me or if its letting go ....part of you wants to run back into the darkness where its safe and no one can find you and part of you aches to come out into the light which part wins

i used to be so open and say what i felt inside and somewhere i became detached and guarded afraid to share what lurks deep in my mind and i cant seem to find my way back to that slave girl that could open up and feel passion and allow herself to believe and trust in others the hunger i used to feel in my slavery has become locked up behind walls and doors with no way to release it i wonder if i ever will find my way home again 

"I could bend you with my finger and my thumb. A mere reed you feel in my hands. But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want."

You’re like a butterfly!  You’ve escaped your cocoon and the warm spring sunlight has brought you to life.  A wisp of breeze sweeps you up and away.  Your journey has begun.

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody. Kahlil Gibran

Darkness descends on a burning heart cascading memories escape the part moonlit shadows cross the stream deepest night darkest screams love surrenders all not without toll ripping apart a sensual soul intertwining lovers fest  illuminating softness left 

Those times you talk about where you fight against yourself and what you desire are society's "conditioning" breaking in on your inner most desire to be slave and controlled.  Something that may help during those times is remembering one simple thing...you are a woman, and as such you are to be feminine.  There is a saying I read once that says "A man can only truly be masculine with a slave at his feet, and a woman can only truly be feminine in a master's collar."  When you start to fight with your nature remember....it is your nature to be feminine and you can only truly be feminine in a Master's collar and control.  As such, remind yourself that as a woman you should embrace your femininity, which you can only truly do as a slave.  Look back in history, how much more feminine the women were, when they were under men's sway and control.  Conversely look at how much more masculine the men were when controlling their women.  Today's society have confused nature by "bluring" the sexes.  Defy that, and embrace what it means to truly be a woman and truly be feminine and remember that to do such means to take the place nature intended the "weaker" sex to be in...at a man's feet....once you do such, you will find that the "fight" within you will lessen each time as you become more and more aware of your femininity and your place in nature.

Play on my fears.
Caress the outer edges of my limits.
When sobs wrack my body
And my tears signal approaching panic;
Bring me to the brink of hysteria,
Only to be my savior.
Easing me back almost to reality
Before plunging me again into the abyss.

I am lost, 
But for the shackles that hold me.
They are my comfort in the darkness,
Beyond the borders of pain.
Tears flowing freely have become my release.
My truest freedom is found within bondage.

Kneeling before you, 
Still floating between here and nothingness,
Tear stained face lifted to you;
You are all that I see, all that I know, 
The air that I breathe;
My very existence belongs to you.

Submission is not about suffering.Submission is about service.Submission is not about humiliation.Submission is about humility.Submission is not about pain . . .. . . Submission is about being present.Submission is not about being used.Submission is about being of use.Submission is not about control . Submission is about letting go.Submission is not about what is done to you.Submission is about what you do for others.Submission is not about abuse.Submission is about acceptance.Submission is not about proving anything. Submission is about being real.Submission is not about contempt.Submission is about respect.Submission is not about how you look . Submission is about how much you care.Submission is not about denying yourself . Submission is about being open.Submission is not about bondage . Submission is about freeing your spirit.Submission is not about punishment . Submission is about discipline.Submission is not about being unable to escape . Submission is about being committed.Submission is not about submission . Submission is about obedience.Submission is not about fear . Submission is about trust.Submission is not about sex.Submission is about love.Submission is not about pleasure. Submission is about happiness.  

Tonight a valuable lesson is learned.......if you love something set it free dont hold too tightly or you will lose it forever........you cant push another to want the same things you want it is selfish and wrong....slavery and submission is about letting go ......each relationship is different some have sexual undertones and intimacy some do not.....it doesn't matter my sisters........let go drop the leash .......even if your core of your being cries out for more of your owner........wants to be with him /her in real time .......wants more then what the relationship is supposed to be........ let go......instead focus on giving them all you have inside of you as they ask for it and be your best and be true to yourself ......in this and in your chains is where you find your slave heart .......all you can do my sisters is let go and submit to His/Her will !! Serve well and serve with fire and passion my sisters......Master/Mistress ......... cherish her for you do not realize just what you have at your feet ....she is both a gift and a precious treasure that can be stolen by a thief in the night ......life and time is so precious .....live every moment as if its your last......

'In the temple of love you hide, believing pain and fear outside. But someone near you rides the weather, and the tears he cried will rain on walls as wide as his lovers eyes.The devil in black dress watches over me. My guardian angel walks away for life is short and love is always over in the morning. Let theblack wind come carry me far away.With the sunlight dead and night above me,with a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside me. You run for cover in the temple of love, you run for another it's all the same.For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside.In the black sky thunder sweeping, underground and over water sounds of crying weeping. It will not save your faith. All your prayers must seem as nothing, when stone is dust and only air remains.And the temple grows old and strong, but the wind blows longer cold and long and the temple of love will fall before this black wind calls my name to you.'The Sisters of Mercy

Lash the chains around my wristsMake them tightForce me to follow you into the nightLash me to the stern oak treeFor the whipping to beginYou know my passion to please will winHold me Protect meCatch me as I fallWhip me Savage meCatch me as I fallI’ve been a bad little girlAll my lifeNever had the time I would not fightI’ve needed the humblingOf being cagedTaught respect upon my kneesAnd the riding crops rageNothing holds melike your commanding wordsI never thought I would obeyWithout selfish regardAlways passion makes me swellTo have for once that sweetest hellHold me Whip meCatch me as I fallProtect me Command mePlease. Catch me as I fallI kneel naked before your handStaining my feel to fix my stanceI look with eyes that now can seeI am your slave, helpless in my contentThis life I have desired to lead.This little girl will bend doublyTo your willNo moment will be forgottenThe first moment I remember stillThe times I almost thoughtI could escape your willNow, I would not leaveI never willWhip me Lash meTie me Chain meGag me Spread meCatch me as I fallBreak me Use meEnjoy me Mark meControl me Hold mePlease. Catch me as I fall.Others will never know my deepest needThey will only touch their own selfish greedYou make me a part of youWhole at lastYou command my life nowWhat a blast!Own me Touch meUndress me Feed meBathe me Stroke meCatch me as I fallBeat me cuff meLash me In your chainsShave me Brand meSpank me Train meDemand of me Punish meThe little girl needs that strong handSee me Tell meMake me stand Inspect meMold me Shape meCatch me as I fallUntie me from the tree at the dawnMake me crawl and followAcross the lawnI will not allow you to seeHow content I amI remember the spanking at your handNot in this lifetimeWill I see you leaveOh God! Beat meRestrain me Whip meI have no place else to goHold me Protect meI have fallenAt your feet.

I am blooming, fragrant, wild.
poised and trembling in your hands. 
please, till deep and slow, 
leave me peeled open, 
petal pink and bruised...

A journey of your soul is like the rebirth of a star coming into the world where an entire universe exists both wondrous and filled with awe and fear at the magnitude of endless breathless possibilities....Soul searching into discovering who you are is like diving off a cliff into the darkness with no knowledge of the outcome and no assurances that everything will be alright but still you have to jump because the need to become something greater is just out of your reach and you know that you must take a chance ......maybe you will fall or maybe someone will catch you .....

Surrender yourself and it shall open the doors to the Pleasure Palace. Be led through the labyrinth of winding paths that lead to a realization that you have stepped in the realm of rewards for your gift of submission. A journey many begin yet few have found the One to untangle your fantasies and create order from them.

Good words of inspiration i wonder if i will ever get there ....

The ever elusive dream to find the one that understands her heart, mind, body and soul continues to be a taunting dream that torments my soul....... The ache that His touch or Hers could bring me to life once more...... the intense moment when two join together is so beautiful ive heard ...... will it ever happen for me lol...... i dance silent in the shadows reaching up to the sky twirling beneath the illicit moon wondering in the summer breeze of night if i will ever know the joys of surrender .... i will wait and dream and hope that one day i will know who i really am .....

The ultimate experience between a Master and slave could not ever compare to the world i exist in now. I took some time to reflect on how a sadist and masochist for example might interact and upon really digging deep into it i discovered something new within myself.It is interesting to consider that a sadist could feel just as afraid as a masochist does.Both want that feeling of loving and cherishing and both become free in the painful world they want......one in receiving and one in giving.There is then that intense moment when one realizes the freedom in being able to be who you are deep down inside .One would have to seriously think does the masochist who is alone delve into doing things on their own to satisfy their needs and vice versa.......I dont think anyone will really know the truth although I do know.Anyways the journey continues each day is a learning experience and i hope eventually my One will find me and discover what I am deep down knowing me better then i know myself. I know its not an easy road to go down that I chose but I can only hope that someday I will feel total submission and the walls might be torn down by His or Her hands ......Anyways, to all those out there still waiting for your paths to cross be well and be safe.

i think ive gone crazy sometimes i feel so weak and helpless why do i always fight it why do i always have to be afraid i will get abandoned again i dont know what to do how to react i dont understand anything im feeling 

I read this off anothers profile it is very profound and true to my nature

~ The world will lie to you ~

It will tell you that you are so beautiful
It will tell you that you are not beautiful enough

And no one you meet

Will not fail you

The only thing you can do
Is be with those who are worth being with
Although they fail.

And so I saw this world, and I saw you
I knew you'd lie to me
I knew I'd fail you.

Though yet I knew what we would do to each other

My eyes cut through your lies and saw
You were worth the sacrifice.

I already knew the truth of you
You knew the truth of you
But I saw something you did not see
And that was what made you valuable to me.

Not what you've done
Not what you are.
Who you will be...
And what you will do.

And when you saw that I thought these things
You attempted to push me away
Not because you didn't want me
You wanted me now, more than you ever wanted anything before

You didn't believe me.
You didn't believe in yourself
And you were afraid, of your failure
Becoming mine.

That's why I never gave you the chance.

That's why you can't escape me.

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Welcome to my world!! I guess you are wondering why I did not fill out my interests yet....Thats because Im a mystery and still learning my dark secrets inside ...... or am I lol.....come chat ......talking never hurt anyone right?Evil grin!!