Freedom within slavery... The journey to me.

THE CALLING

On my knees before S

At his feet, only Him shall I serv

Our dance has start

Just him and 

Looking to Sir through teary eye

As he bound my han

He bound my hear

With one touch we both knew.

Drawn together, we would never par

He reaches for me gently blinds my ey

The call of my submission He could not den

Will it be soft or will it be rou

My Dominants pleasure, I can't get enoug

I feel his Dominance calling to m

willing laying my submission at his fee

He lifts my chin, looking deep into my ey

As our precious gifts call to each othe

Neither could den

Within that moment we both kn

He whispered You're Min

I whispered back Yes Sir, You're Mine too

slave Draconia

slave Draconica