Saturday, July 20, 2013

7/20/13 Impromptu Confessions

Breathing in deeply,
Head back, eyes closed.
Flesh on flesh
Hot and Sultry
Nails digging in
Moaning
Writhing
wanting

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Shes running things
a blur of voice and green and purple
but do we ever tell Her
thank, You, for making things so wonderful


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On my knees. Looking up at her.
Sometimes my partner. Sometimes my lover.
Tonight I tremble before my goddess.

She looks down on me. Points to the bed and tells me to spread.
My wrists and ankles tied down. Cock and balls so exposed.
She runs her fingers down the shaft. Grabs my balls and squeezes.

Now she strokes. I moan. Oh goddess, it feels so good.
Oh goddess, I love it, It's been so long. So long. Mmmmm....

Goddess? Are...are you stopping?
No, please, no, please don't...stop.

She laughs and walks away.

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There once was a panda so sweet
His submission was really a treat
His av couldn't kneel
But his service was real
He just won't stop kissing my feet!

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A few weeks ago I was kneeling on the auction block wondering why I decided to go through with the auction besides Miss Eva's firm encouragement.

I heard a lady say some very nice things about me and found out later on , I need to thank Miss Tika for a very kind gesture on her part.

I was asked if I wanted to be collared again and I hesitated not knowing if I could do it again.

I kneel here before Mistress Dalia wearing her collar and I know that fate sometimes surprises us in some very pleasant ways.


Thank you Mistress for taking a chance on me



Russell

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willing to take a chance when noone would
a dream that became real
even though, it is only for a week
She means so much to me
Ms Persephone, already

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We are there for one another.  The good times, the challenges are ours to share.  My boys and I are committed to one another.  If you only share the good times and not the challenges with your SL partners, how do you know what they are made of, and if they are the people you think they are.

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It's been three months since Mistress permanently collared me. I've never felt so happy, content, and complete in my life. Thank you for opening my eyes, mind, and heart to all that you have, my Mistress.

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I watch.  Wait. I see you buck and twist.  No, not your body.  Your submission.
If I was shallow I'd say you are fighting me.  But I am not.
It is a battle within yourself.  Will you win through to me?
Surrender, my boy.  Surrender.  Let the tears out.

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Summer eve, but where is Summah?
Tears of 100 words.
who's ridin' bitch, Pussy Venom?
Saddled sad without you.

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I've not admitted to my Mistress yet, how much She means to me and how much I really love Her *lowers eyes

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i am completely and utterly smitten by Mistress Coco

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Someone asked me why I didnt bid for you.  The answer is simple.  I don't have to, and I don't want obligation to sully what we have.

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he kneels to Her,
bares his neck for Her
pleading  for Her fire.

his NEEDs are Her secret desires
his every breath Her will,
Her voice courses thru him
in rhythmic songs of pain ad pleasure,
flowing through his very veins.

he will bend for Her,
his back a page for
Her scarlet song.

Writen on him
rhyme and verse in
fiery strokes of crimson,
with skilled leather rhythm,
his tears and screams Her sweet refrain.


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