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There are two kinds women in the world those who will and those who wont I wont I am smart sensual caring and full of life drinking in the world looking for some one who is can see beyond the words and understand the inner me...the love of a slave girl is the deepest and most profound love that any woman can give a man. Love makes a woman a mans slave, and the wholeness of that love requires that she be, in truth, his slave. With nothing less can she be fully, and institutionally, content
Women, in their heart, long to submit this is necessary for the slave girl she must submit or die submitted, she is thrilled to the core she lives then for love and service, bound to the will of her master. The joy of the slave girl may seem incomprehensible to the free but it is a reality
The pride of the slave girl is the pride of the girl who knows that no other woman is the equal of herself.
Not until I had become a slave girl, and understood that men might own me, did I become so devastatingly, thrillingly aware of them, the rude beauty and strength of their bodies, their power.
hard limitsasphyxiation, animals, kids.
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