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whore.
On a path winding through the unknown,
lost amongst wolves and shepards.
its cold and frightening,
with danger leering from behind the masks.
A hand extends out,
its warm and gentle.
Cautiously and eagerly it is taken,
held on to and cherished.
Led through the wolves,
to find safety amongst the herd.
Learning and exploring the field,
enjoying the scenery and company.
The shepard reveals his teeth,
they sink into the flesh of me.
Tearing at the soft fleece,
exposing the naked skin.
Attempting to claim and capture,
confused by the "free range" signs.
A new dawn breaks,
A new hand is outstretched.
Timidly and fearfully it is taken,
held gingerly and shyly.
Finding oneself amongst kindred souls,
and allowing trust to grow.
Unafraid to be sheared,
to be shown bare.
A new shepard protects this flock.
This lifestyle is full of assholes using the disguise of Doms and Mentors to get the fresh meat onto their plate. I followed a path that was before me and along the way I found what I was looking for. You had your chance, you could have told me you wanted to consider me. Instead you told me that you would never collar me. I did not lay in your bed. I dont lay in many beds at all. But as I confess my love, fears and concerns, you call me a whore.
Fuck You.
your jealous and insecure because you couldnt have me. I am not yours. and never will be.
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