4/17/2010 2:05:11 PM: propertywhat is it to be someone's property?when you wake in the morning is the owner or slave the first thing you ache to see if they are not there with you?you ache to hold them in your arms? to hear their voice? the smile they hold with in and let shine for you?do you do all you can to make the owner happy?as an owned slave. i ack to hear His voice, to feel His arms around me, to breath the same air that He does.to feel his touch, see His smile,hear the happiness that beats in His heart and soul.to be near Him for his pleasure and enjoyment.i bask in His pleasures and happiness. His touch even the light brush of His fingers along my face. the caressing of His along my hair or when He entwines his fingers in my hair and pull my head back as He captures my lips in his. i melt at his every touch, his words.and squirm just waiting his pleasure and  enjoyment that he not only allows and gives to me. but the ones He allows me to give him. the love of a good true Master or owner goes beyound the words of simplisty. ever touch,every word,ever feel,every emotions.even in a M/s relationsship. it is the little things as well as the bigger things that are shown and done that makes it so special. each one means more  and more in there own little ways. the love and care that He gives to His . it is pure and simple.His understanding and caring, his listen.His tendreness.even his harshness at times of teaching or correcting.you know not only in your heart and soul that you are his property and that you belong to him and him alone for what evey his wish it. when you look for him when he is not there as well as when He is. you ack for him.though you may not understand some of the things that he may wish. you are willing to sunder all you are with out question. for He has captured your heart and soul.. thank You my belove Master for capturing this slave..

4/7/2010 11:22:06 AM: is it wrong to love someone with all your heart and soul, just to be told there is nothing you could do.being a slave means many things to many people and who can say it is right or wrong.. I personaly think noone can nor has the right to deside for another if that person  is a slave. only the person in question can choose what one wishes to be.. slave.. being a slave  finds the happiness of serving of being of help and needed.o feeling that she is usefull if nothing else that . that just perhaps in some way she has a purpose in this world.. she finds pleasure in serving her Master and pleasing Him in all ways that she can. she loves and enjoys as well as hunger and crave her life as a slave.. for with out it she is nothing and no good..she has no reason to go on if she can not be true to her self and what she is... though she has been as she is for many years she would not ever change any thing about it even if she was able to.. being a slave means more then just seriving drinks and food.. it is turning your way of life over to another.. to be able to trust another in all things that is best for you even though you may not agree with it. to love fulling .. to give all that one has to the best that they can and not hold back anything for the owner or her Master..to share your even your worst fears with your Master... to trust Him/Her in all things.... knowing that the fears are sometimes the hardest t face and yet facing them in a way by sharing and asking the Master for His wistem and guidance to help over come them. to trust some one that much is a gift in it self .. to give all of yourself, your needs, your wants, your hunger and craving to another to control. is it done because one is a slave or is it done out of love.. aperson can be a slave to many things in life. money,love,sex,work even the slightest materal things. in a way we are all slaves to something.. it is just that some chooses to accept their way of life in serving another.. they find the pleasure and freedom that very few people may find in life.. to find the contientment the joys of life the peacefullness ,the pleasure,the fullfillment of pleasing, serving, sitting and talking and just sharing with another person.. to find and understand the trueness and pureity in life.. to become or try to be everything that you can for another. to know the joy you bring or give to another not because you may have to or told to but because you want it, you hunger to,you crave it more then anything else. you ach with need and hunger to please another human being .. weither that may be the slaves Master or Mistress.. to give because you crave it and need to give all of yourself .. the hunger driving you to be the best you can, to this slave it is more to her then an online thing.. it is her life what she lives for.. her Master is her world, her life the very reason why to wakes each day.. the very reason she fights to go on no matter what life may throw at her... so be fore closing and sending this.. this slave thanks the goddess and gods above for allowing her this life and finding her heart in soul in a Master that her everything.. even though she knows the last few lines may not be so right now it is in her heart on how one would feel being who and what she is...

3/27/2010 2:52:40 PM: her pink mystery exposeda seeping musk of wanton needa beating cadence throbsher hooded pleasure tan curves accent green sheetsa surreal glow casts flicking lightfrom candles like starsin silent space she is left to wonderwhat He will takewhat He will givethe past brings memoriesof ice and wax and tongue and cockof frozen clamps on hardened nipsof short nails drawn up full breasts and down to cunt He watches while she waitsas if she is caughtin spun webhelplessly wrapped tight against the ties  I enter you completely Stretching and filling your bodyAnd being with My hardnessTasting the masculine scentWith each thrust and exclamationYour hands gently on my faceSweat dripping from My chinEyes locked in the embrace of smilesWe climb the mountain together Into the abyss of your surrender.  My gaze burns hot, unrelenting;blistering your soul as if lost...lost in need...lost in a lake of flame... Yet;I find you. Time and time again...I find you.  Knowing;exactly where you are...your state of mind...your unfocused focusseeing only Me;knowing only Me...existing only in our moment.  It was Iwho told you of the Zen saying...One breath,one lifetime...its all the same to eternity.  This is how you feel;kneelingwaitingbreathless...for My touch...for My acceptance of your offering...of yourselfin entirety.you are that breath;that lifetime...held in the timelessness of My gaze. you awaitpatiently poised;balanced beyond belief...  youcan only be, Mine. I want to be On your mind,Under your skin,In your fantasies,Everywhere you are,Every place you feel.I want you to Smell me when you breathe,Taste me on your tongue,Sense my heat behind you,Feel my breath on your neck,And my touch on your skin.I want you to ImagineI am there When you close your eyes to sleep.I’ll be in your dreams.When you touch yourself,You’ll feel my fingers lightly.I want to crawl inside you,Invade your secret places,Take hostage your desires,Spread wide your limbs And tie you up with need for me,Until you’re a captive of the heart.

3/27/2010 2:44:29 PM: why do we submit?why is it they submit to another, is it for the control over me i give to another? to have control over my body? is it for the ways of given myself to another for the need and want of His love , His care,understanding,His gently ways ,what He is able to do to my body and soul? for the pleasure and freedom that it brings to me, for the peace of heart and mind that He grants me?or is it even for the women in me? to me my submission is all of the above. it is a gift that i give with all of my heart and soul. the pleasure and craven and the need with in me. it is the ways of me. my uncontrolable need to give myself to another, to please another and fullfiiling them fullfills myself. it is wrong? not to me.. it is right and the way it is. the way it should be..

3/23/2010 7:13:31 PM: I chain you I release youfrom inhibitions from fearfrom the callous world of indifference I chain youto my voicemy touchmy soft kisses against your flesh I release youto watch you bloomseeing the craving in your eyessetting free the sighs from just one touch I chain youlike a foggy mistobscuring all but that which I allow I release youto your unsteady kneesseeing the hunger on your lipsquiet stillness while you wait I chain youwith your bottom raisedfor sweet pain to slice thru pleasurewetting those nether lips I release youallowing your fingersto wade across your riverand tread on your swollen ache I chain youclaiming your sweet giftnurturing your tethered needbonding your elated ecstasy