Alone Alone, I sit here by myself An unread book upon the shelf Filled with thoughts and so much feeling Heart and soul inside me reeling, Tempest tossed upon the storm, Looking for a haven, warm. Your smile, your smell your presence near It soothes and calms my aching fear The treasured touch, a gentle hand Like water poured upon parched land It purifies my soul with fire, ...
Posession Like sunlight dancing, warming skin That liquid flame that builds within Passions desire to just give in Surrender will and trust to him In his hands if find such bliss, My own control I do not miss. Arousing presence fills and burn Submission deep within me yearns He owns me body, mind and soul Possessed is complete and whole
Bereft Seeds scattered on the wind that cannot not be gathered Barren hands, grasping for what was once possessed The rudderless meanderings of a dispossessed soul. Poured out, spent. I find no balm for me aching need. I stand alone with only the echoes of my pain Silent tears for the fallen dream
once upon a time there was a sub named goldie. she had a wonderful Master who delighted himself in torturning her tits. he would tie them and tickle and suck them... until one day, he dicided to clamp them! "now golidesub," says Master. "i want you to tell me which torture is better." and he proceeded to take out his toybox. the first torture was clothespins! but alas, they were from the fairgodmother's dollar store, and were not very well made. "these ...
As I write this, I look at the date on the calendar and cannot believe that only 26 days ago I started my journey as a sub. It has been an incredible experience of terrifying and empowering self-discovery. Finally realizing, embracing and understanding that yearning desire to submit. My "logical mind" still fights this need for control. But my soul is satisfied, content in my Freedom Constrained. Freedom Constrained ...
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