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TheSkyeAbove
 Couple, 43/40, Oldest City, Florida 
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6/5/2017 3:08:05 AM: The clamps have been on long enough that the sharp pain has been reduced to a dull ache. Completely bare, you stand on your tip-toes wishing your parents had invested in ballet lessons for just one summer. The Master stands in front of you, looking you in the face, studying your expression, daring you to look Him in the eye. The Master holds a black rope in His hand, the rope guided through a loop in the ceiling then connected to the clamps. you must stand on your toes to keep from ripping them out. The Master gives a sharp tug to remind you that you must do more than stay on your toes, your behavior must be perfect. Look Master or Mistress in the eye, fail to properly thank The Mistress for each stroke, and The Master will pull on that rope, most firmly. You wonder briefly if relief might come from passing out, a brief inky vacation... and push that thought to the back, Mistress and Master would most definitely not be pleased at having to pick your pathetic limp body off the floor. You hear the sharp steps of The Mistress as she Paces back and forth behind you, examining your backside as she selects the spot her riding crop will land. “Hmmmmmm” you hear- she more purrs it evilly rather than speaks it. You feel the pit of your stomach rise as you know that she has chosen her spot; you do not know where, but in just a few unknowable moments you will find out. The Master smiles and you hear the rustle of clothing as The Mistress pulls back to land her stoke------blink-----you do not remember getting here, there is only this moment. All negotiation is past. Language lost. The Mistress holds your face firmly, inches in front of Hers. The Master has pride in his flogging skills, and deservedly so. Two floggers in hand, The Master sends a continuous stream of pain into your nerves like a burning snake writhing its coils across your back. It is simple. As long as you look down, sob, cry, sniffle, and the tears flow, The Mistress whispers soothing, encouraging words, guiding you past what you thought were your limits to a place where the the pain has brought you transcendence, parted the veil of Maya and briefly shown you the whole world at once. In true terror, you look her in the eye, pleadingly. The Mistress's kind words stop and you suddenly find nothing but steel on her face and a stinging slap on the cheek. You remember now, The Master has been doing this over and again, letting it roll through you in waves. The wave begins to crest, then crash, as a sob of deepest despair rolls from your chest.

6/5/2017 2:49:31 AM: I decided to change the graphic and put a headline at the top of Our profile; it seems some folk were getting the wrong idea. To be clear, We are M/F Dominant couple. The main picture is one I took of Skye and one of Our slaves. I'm not in it, yet it is one of may favorite recent pictures of Skye, filtered or not. Honestly, I'm the better photographer.Master Nicodemus

7/13/2016 11:46:19 AM: I've always seen people from many sides. I am the one who is never shocked when some nice seeming human did some bad stuff. We all have two personalities at the very least, we have a public face and a private face. I see the noble deeds of a man and the dark past he's trying to forget, I see the volunteer and the aching loneliness she bears, I see egomaniac business tyrant and the insecure child needing acceptance. I see them both and love them for who they are trying to be. I even see me. We all have pain and failings, and we all make up for them somehow. Some of us build, some burn.The odd thing is I can't tell people (most people) what I really think. What I see. You'd believe I hate you, mocking you. Strip you verbally to the sinew. But the humiliation I offer my submissives is part of the love I have. It is never hate, but simply the whole, unvarnished truth. I see how you are weak and will call you on it. I will exploit your fears. You will hear things you wished never to hear from another. Yet I will respect you for it. I will love you for it. That is the only reason I will say it. I love that in your submission, you are open, raw, defenseless- ready to become. In that moment you are like the fool of the tarot; seeking, open to the journey ahead of them. It is only one so open and honest to whom I will say 'you're shit; and I love who you are because of it'.

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