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The Worth Of A Slave........... The Play Party had run its course The floggers were stored with care The last guest had been seen to the door No more this night to share As Master of the House I locked the door and looked about the play room floor I soon found that which my eyes did search My slave, curled up and asleep, as I had seen her a moment before. I stood for a moment just looking at her And to marvel at what I did see For though sound asleep, her bottom still glowed... Proudly wearing her collar, saying she belonged to me. I thought of the power I have over this slave... The power that she had granted only unto me. I thought of the love, and the trust in her eyes How, on my order, she would risk life or limb, or bend a knee. I know that the power to own anothers soul Is not something to be taken, or to be bought And to be worthy of the trust that she places into my hands... Was the goal that every true Dom sought. She stirred and muttered there, in her sleep And then called aloud my name I picked her up, and held her close As a single tear fell like a soft gentle rain. She looked up into my eyes, the eyes of the man Whom she calls her Master, her lover and friend. And she lay her head upon my breast And wished the moment would never end. Master she whispered as I held her close Why do you shed a tear? The thought that I might have failed My Lord, it is more than I can bear Failed me my pet? I asked As I stroked her hair soothing away her fears. I could not be happier then I am this day If I lived a thousand years I see you wear my collar pet As I mold your heart, mind, body and soul. And to see the trust that shines forth from your eyes, my love Can any man have a more worthy goal? Come my pet, the night is short And you must have your sleep. Rest your head, calm your fears... As over you, a watch I keep. As I tucked her into bed I looked down upon her sleeping I shook my head, I smiled and thought Of what the nallias called the norm And thought in sadness of where they were now, A lifetime ago I had stood And how the path that I had traveled since Not one in a thousand could I am a Dom he thought proudly to himself The one she kneels to, of her own desire With the power she grants me to love,honor, correct and control Is a power as pure and strong as her own inner fire To own this woman...to make her mine What man could ask for more. To see her kneel at my feet each day To know such freedom, as for me in the clouds she soars I could ask for no other life And would accept no other to call my own I thought of the sweetness,the passon, the tears and the joy And smiled, For my slave was the sweetest harvest that I could have ever sown. For we are the Yen and the Yang, the Dom and the sub Each giving what the other doth yearn to take Each of us with a hunger...a bright burning need... That none save the other could ever hope to slake........................................................Would You Follow meFrom the time the morning sun opens our eyesTill darkness falls and cast its sleepy slumberWould you serve the one who has taken youAnd never waiver in your desire and dedicationWhen faced with all that life can give and takeAnd the daily grind seems to be too muchWould you look into my eyes as I do yoursAnd treasure our lasting loving bondIf obstacles are in your path of lifeAnd you can clear or avoid them one by oneWould you crawl on hands and kneesTo be closer to the one that is meant for youFeel the draw of my desire for you my preciousAnd follow your mind and heart to me.Would you give all of you there is to shareAnd let me take what truly belongs to meThink about the pleasure and pain you ache forAnd all you seek and have ever wantedWould you allow your mind and bodyTo be released to one who knows how to use themMy desire is not only for your loyalty and serviceAnd to use you as I please in every wayWould you follow me as if we were so closeThat I held your beating heart in my hand...........................................................................................A Dominants GiftMy dominance is a giftWhile it is deep and a part of meI give it to the one I chooseIt is not given freelyLike my love it is held closeAnd with me everydayLike a gift of submissionIt is earned through respectOnly those who have shown mePatience, loyalty and trustWill be deserving of my giftFor it is the soul within meShared and given with loveTo those who see the inner meAnd know that there is moreThan bondage and a firm handShow you have a submissive mindAnd desire to please and submitAnd my dominance will growWith each passing dayLearn my wants and needsAnd express honesty alwaysMy heart will soon be yoursAnd we will exchange our gifts.....................................................................................................You want to know me ask me ......................................................................
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