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Mistress - you define me

I Love you
I want to be your lover

You Touch me
for me there is no other

I implore you
surrendering completely

Laughing softly
touching me discreetly

command me
willingly I obey you

speaking firmly
tell me what I must do

open to me
that I may taste ambrosia

flowing from you
my life's' true elixir

hold me tightly
your beauty I behold

clamping thighs
keep me feeding in your folds

grind into me
your sex hot for savouring

take your pleasure
leave my body havering

now you're through with me
discard me, I am nothing

Until you have use of me
for, without you, I am nothing

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Written May 6th, 2006

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  • Jadestone Doll
    May 15, 2006
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    This is a beautiful and sweet. Thank you for sharing it.


  • Smokey Minx
    May 14, 2006
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    I enjoyed reading this LWiB. To many its how a lifestyle relationship is, the slave /sub is there only when the Dominant wants them and they are nothing without the Dominant.

  • Thank you Ktulu, I did enjoy writing it, I am pleased to have met my challenge , may there me many more \o/ LWiB x


  • Ktulu Blackwolfe silver member
    May 6, 2006
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    This is a real good write, I enjoyed reading this. You have met your challenge, thank you for accepting and hope you enjoyed it.

    *Ktulu Blackwolfe*

  • * * This is a poem about being used by my Mistress, being hers to command and hers by definition. Men may do it if they had the chance, but they'd have to agree it with my Mistress first LWiB x


  • May 6, 2006
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    It is sad but true. Men take their leave after their pleasure often. Some men cannot lie with a woman after making love; others long for the ecstasy to continue. Go figure. Guess that's why God made us different.

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