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Precious,,,,,indeed
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May 28, 2006 5:27 am
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No one would know to look at you. Just what lays
behind those beautiful eyes. Beats in your heart
encased in such fine sculptured form of the female
body. Or really goes on in the fortune 500 female
professional mind of yours.
No one would ever guess.
Thank you for sharing and being free to show me all the real dark slut mysteries, and secrets you keep safe. At the price of mine in return.
As the sea turtle sliced and wounded by the arrogance of man. Beached and wounded we found and rescued.
We found each other wounded, beached and in need of rescue as well.
My precious pet,,you are. Poly and free like
me.
X~
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Fucking for Real Vs. On line Masterbation
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May 28, 2006 5:04 am
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Tickets please, to the On line BDSM theme park. Fantasy and fair game to see , talk to, play with and fuck. All from the safety of Your private
PC chair.
Take your time, enjoy, research, play, and get off
when you can. No argument here about discretion,
safety, and autonomy.
Argument is,,ask your self ? Just what have you learned and how have you evolved. That will really help you in the R/T BDSM world.?
Hey your choice of course. To stay in Fantasy,
tease,and play. Yet remember like others have.
Who are really living, what is, truly meant by the word "Real"
X~
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So Tempting and real,,yet some prices. You do not pay.
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May 23, 2006 4:16 am
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I respect, understand, and accept.
That we may be too dangerous together as a threat. To your comfort, home security, and day to day stability.
Such price's and cost. I will never expect of you
to ever consider, or pay. That is not who I am,or what I am about.
Can't say I am happy with such an obstacle in the
way of our evolution. I am not. Yet, we will have
the friendship always. Even if anything more than
that. Is just not meant to be.
No chains ever, Ms lovely and gifted diversity.
Unless I use them, filed smooth of course. Where
and how I know, you enjoy them so.
always,
X~
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First Meeting,,a very special time.
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May 22, 2006 4:59 am
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First Saw her under the stars and a full moon.
Really no magic in the air,,love music playing in the back ground, or flowers flying all around us.
As we walked to each other and hugged like we had known each other for ever.
It wasn't the full moons influence making either
of us loony. Even though we both were slightly
nervous in a lonney way. No,,it was much more
deeper than that.
Downtown we went. Ordered a pizza. Walked to
a very cool funky bar. Had a few drafts and some laughs. While we passed the time.
Until the pizza was ready.
"Call me Kat" she said snapping a bloom of Confederate jasmine.I thought about it. Later
I discovered, indeed she has the personality of
Cat. Sounds and purrs like a cat. when she is pleased as she likes.
Drafts finished we left the funky bar. Walked
back to the pizza place. On the way back the
beautiful little mischievous flower child. Couldn't resist snapping of another bloom of
confederate Jasmine.
Pizza retrieved hot in her hands. I open the van
door for her reached over her to latch her seat
belt and kissed her. Gently,,softly. Our first kiss.
Pizza eaten in my room until we both we full.
Kissing began gently and softly, slowly manifesting with equal energy and desire. Into
feeding off each other, fanning the fires for the
same desires.
I stood and began to undress,, and told her to do the same. I watched her eyes and body as she surrendered the sight of it to me. I was made
to feel easy, the lust need. Equally with her Body, as what she also gave to me with her eyes.
When kissed standing naked skin to skin. Here is
where our safe wickedness began. Pagan, primitive,
and forbidden.
I fed on her needs for pain, took her surrender
in like kind. We slid together naturally, normally
as man and women making love can do. I felt immense passion hurting her pussy, sadistically. Her pleasure proved to be equal to mine. We connected
our energies aligned. I feed her she feed me
from me to her from her back to me. A circle of
us formed. Our energies flowed one to other. Increasing in speed, lust and intensity.
When she cums,,I call her Kat because she purrs
and sounds like one. Sexy wet she will get too.
Spaying, cooling the both of us with her juices clinging to my flogger. Tasting her flesh, then swang again and agian, in the air.
Yet a Kat at times she may be. But so intriquing she is. There is much more to her than that..
X~
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Living "It" Starts with a "Real" Kiss.
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May 13, 2006 1:59 am
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Teased for so long by time,,all the little moments of pleasure, hunger, sweet agony, and lust mount up.
Innocent kisses close to the lips, and hugs
with brief touches of the hips. Are the worst
at adding even more "Want" to getting more, getting braver, going even, further next time.
In Private moments of masturbation these thoughts
and memories return. Leaching awesome orgasmic
rewards. Leaving answers and much need in lust anticipation for more.
At last eye to eye,,alone, the moment of mutual surrender arrives. Uncertain fears probe the other in the gentile softness of the first contact
lip to lip.
So sweet a question and surrender this is. With the rushes and tingle rewards, felt totally.
So worth every second it all becomes, lost and leading to the first touch of the tongues. Igniting the smoldering embers of lust into flame. Releasing and Freeing the beast of two backs.
Living it now begins, Free and earned, in all it's divine mutual exchange of emotions, desires and lust. Sanctified and sealed always,, to live it, by a "Real" Kiss.
X~
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Are You Ready for This,,,?
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May 11, 2006 4:33 am
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Time invested,,protocols met and positive, and on line chemistry Manifested. Charging in real time
the air around you. With happiness for your heart, and lust in your loins.
Over and over with each on line exchange. You sense the presence of each other, combining matched energies of need with attraction. With fun desire, excitement,and deep cravings.
To manifest, explore and experience. Such harmony of mental mind Fucking. For real, in real time.
Eye to eye,,skin to skin.
Time comes for the next step. A meet is negotiated
Place, day, and time. Are agreed. As the meet time draws near. Now comes a new level of happiness, excitement, pleasure. anticipation, and yes,,fear.
At long last .Success or failure are realities on the table. Such a prize the hunt and chase have been. building up to this. You've made all of it
worth while.
Are you ready for this,,,,?
X~
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What Mystery,,? Respect the bitch #2
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May 7, 2006 6:59 am
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Honestly can not say the emotional pain isn't
something I do not feel. Yet it wasn't I who
changed mid stream. It was you.
My love, Dominance, and D/s cage of ribbons, Remained honest, constant and evolving. From our
first moment, till our last. Yours, based on your
needs/agenda to change me, rather than accept me. Did not.
What mystery is there to why ? The mutual exchange
was lost in all this,,? Resulting in the reality
we were not meant to be.
Thing is, From all this I learned as much about me, as I have about you. One is, your idea of
even a friendship with it's, my way or the highway
prices.
Just will not do. Leave sleeping dogs lay where I am concerned. You have much to explore, experience, and evolve to. All on your own. No more Q&A. You and I were just not meant to be.
So leave it be.
All the best to you,, little bitch.
X~
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Respect the Bitch , Pain Slut Cunt,,,?
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May 3, 2006 7:14 am
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To often During the Conquering process. Better known as the consideration process. By the cyber self professed dominants. And to be fair, yet to less a degree. Even in then R/T BDSM lifestyle
they exist as well.
Respect for any submissive female/male is a fucking lie. A front for nothing more than free
pussy or cock. By the worst bunch of sick turkey
buzzard circling fresh meat. Like it was road kill. You can imagine.
Once any submissive falls prey to these turkey
buzzards. Surrenders , submits and free's her/his Bitch, pain slut cunt self. Her/his journey is over, and respect for her/his other persona's is as well.
Why am I writing this,,?
1. The effects of this effect us all in BDSM.
Dominant, Switch, Submissive, or novice alike.
2 I get angry looking into the eyes of a ruined,
soiled dove submissive. Trying to repair some
ass holes previous mockery. A criminal
looser who fucked someone up as bad as they
are. No self esteem, no promise, no potential,
and no life.
3. People just don't believe this can happen to
them, or this is a fact they should guard
themselves against.
4. Mutual respect for all parts of our lives,
not just the slut one. Is one of the foundation
stones. That provide us with the freedoms to
be whom and experience that part we are in
BDSM.
5. Recent R/T experience,,again.
X~
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To whom, does the beast within belong ?
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Apr 24, 2006 6:06 am
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For a time,, this question was like the elusive
quest for the unholy grail that has plagued me.
Never just clear enough for me to see, feel,
realize, or understand. Parts of it are still dark
to me. Elusive,,seductive, awaiting me to earn
with more lust, blood, pain, and sadistic. Immoral
total comfort orgasmic deeds.
My soul is still as pure as I was born with. As it
will be unsoiled and pure when I die. It hovers
above me half angel, half demon as it should be.
Whispering the secret spiritual purpose about the
use of my shell body, it's loneliness, and souls true purpose and destiny.
The sharp carnivorous teeth of my ego lay claim to ownership of the beast within me. In vain and eternal hunger. My ego fails here and always will
The beasts hunger and pure half soul realities makes ego cower and a simple lost toy. The beast within me, is not mine to own, or singular in resolve.
It takes it's life and grants the feelings of it's
dominance. Mystical in the union with other beast of it's kind. Processing a match to the negative to it's positive, or positive to it's negative. To devour, take, channel through the body. Create passions and feed in a mutual exchange.
The beast within me is still keeps many secrets in mystery, for me to earn. Yet it is not mine to own, or it me. Yet it is known, familiar and a welcome constant presents/member to all the parts of me.
In freedom of choice,,with only the lost dogma of
mans false rules to break,,as a small price to pay. Allows my fellowship of the beast within me.
Without my ownership of it,,or it of me.
X~
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