(primarily dated: 30th july, 2009)
I don´t belong to the race of those who can decide on. It would be a vain illusion for me.
My role is other. I’m in the dim room.
My point is to become a whim, a tenure, to deserve the light of her soul. No matter the strict she was, or her wishes could be. Her will is my calling. Her physical appearance is forbidden for me.
And there’s just one remaining true: she is the animal spiritually higher. And her soul is free, inspiring and domineering above all. And I am under her feet.
(The Slave’ snatch)
1 comment:
ella said:
those type of souls are not easily found …….if you sit on ya fat arse and not go looking or have your eyes wide open. and dont expect her to fall in your lap either …..lazy men get nothing ……often a dom would walk right past you …..she isnt a mind reader and wont know who out of you men are weaker then the other men and need to be taught some lessons in life the hard way ……SO JOHN ..COME ON MATE SERIOUSLY …..how do you plan on finding such an amazing women …and better yet …hahahahah what makes you think a worm like you are even worthy …..
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