Anonymous Confession

Devotion at the Dominion


I am through with love, I say.... I think I will only write love poems to my dog from now on... or on a breezy island in anonymity, meditating on God's femininity.
Through with love I say, as if I can escape her evangelists....

Truth be told, if you see me here at The Dominion, I am holding a secret and silent vigil for a Domme I love- have always loved. And though I am not a submissive boy, I am tortured with the desire to be as devoted to her as a pilgrim is to an absent god in perpetual Winter.