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I am never quite sure what to put here...at this point everything I could say seems redundant in some manner..
...I do like conversation, and as my profile photo shows, I am collared.
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"The most perfect technique is that which is not noticed at all" ~Pablo Casals
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There's some kind of transformative thing happening... I'm modulating from being in an open relationship with an absolutely amazing woman (sub), and simultaneously being collared by Mistress, although we have no physical contact at this point which is frustrating... and I find myself wanting more exclusivity within my relationship with my lover (not exclusive of my Mistress, however)...I'm so completely in love with her... it seems as though redefinition needs to happen on one side or the other...
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I am...manic today - to the point of a breakdown. Mistress...i need Your strength.
...Monday starts my fasting detox. I'm hoping I don't get too moody and piss people off.
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...this is such a period of transition for me. So many things happening - a new lover, a new playmate, closure and independence from a lover of many, many years... and metamorphosis as I stare at my collar and wonder what it means to the Woman who fastened it around my neck so long ago...
...Why are so many people depthless? Why do Dominants feel as though if they give me attention, I should be grateful and grovel at their feet? Why do Dominants feel as though I should worship them simply because they have a 'Top hat' on? Why don't they realize they have to earn my respect inasmuch as I earn theirs? I am not a robot - I am not disposable - I am not 'up for auction'. Why are sister/brother submissives telling me I could switch when I feel as though if I picked up a whip it would burn in my fingers and slide off my skin like reptilic scales scraping against shale?
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