A storm was brewing deep in my soul.
i felt it start from within.
It grew, it simmered, it swirled around me like an electrical force
i fueled its fury with fantasy
With thoughts so dark it caused pain, panic and agitation.
Yes when an empath conjures fantasies of torture the power multiplies, magnifies, intensifies!
Oh that this were real
Oh that this were real
Oh that this were real
But it is not real as i open my eyes
The storm subsides, the water calms, peace returns
Until it comes again!
i have a lust for wondering
In my mind i do
i wonder why this lust is strong
And takes me back to you
You are there for me to see
In your naked truth
i wonder if you lust for me as i so lust for you!
i have Wunderlust you see because you are so far.
i'll close my eyes and there you are out beyond the stars.
i had a local bdsm account to see what was available in my local bdsm community such as munches and maybe to get to make friends in our town. my interaction is limited because my Sir is not social but He does allow me to chat with others via private messages and email
It was alittle intimidating because i am not looking to hook up. There have been Doms trying to get to know me with lustful interludes in mind. Many want to hide from my Sir.
i was approached by a new Dom that commented on my picture with flattery and an invitation to model in a vanilla photo shoot with some vintage cars. Dont laugh because i am vintage too, giggle!
i thought yeah sure, hes just another wanker and talked to my Sir about the messages. The guy was honest, gave me his personal information, we exchanged emails, he showed me his work, everything seemed on the up and up.
i meet him at the museum where the vintage cars were stored, Master could not go but it was a public place so he let me go alone, the guy was very professional and funny and married! i was having fun and started to relax. i went home excited and told Sir that this was going to be an adventure.
Then the tone changed. I got a sexy email about how he was going to love to take erotic pictures, naked pictures. This was not how i thought this would go. i wrote back and said i could take erotic pictures but Master would have to come with me. His response was to come without Sir and it would be our secret!
Needless to say there will be no photo shoot, #oldslutsknowbetter, #ineverkeepsecretsfromSir, #nomorefetlifeaccountforme
#thankgodforthecage
i wear a lot of hats, that's true,
A hat thats old or sometimes new
Can you imagine lots of hats!
Ever changing this way and that.
It changes every now and then
Or stays the same, when its a trend
Some are work hats, some for play
i wear a hat most everyday.
i never know when it will change
i wait with wonder or sometimes disdain
Mother, wife, lover, too
submissive, slave and Mistress, who knew!
When you see me out and about
i usually am hustling but theres no doubt
That i'm always good at what i do
When i wear a hat or maybe two.
Even when I am alone, I have real good company - dreams and imaginations and pretendings.
L.M.Montgomery : Quote from:
Anne's House Of Dreams
Sometimes there are no words needed!
I ❤ Summer!
i am a total illiterate when it comes to Math. i was not given that gene, but even though i dont understand this formula i LOVE the answer!