Saturday, February 04, 2006

The power of submission









The power of submission
lies not in the ability
to kneel before another,
to give over one`s body
or in the wearing of a collar.

The power of submission
can be found only in the heart
of one who gives her love to another freely
knowing what joy and pain
will come from it.

(Roguer)

Friday, February 03, 2006

A sub

A sub is told
To display her submission
To show of her heart
And offer what she is
So she can be known
And wanted
For all what is in her
So precious
And vulnerable
The only treasure she owns
Her dedication

A sub is scared
But decides to trust
Listens to some whispers
Trembling with what is asked
But wanting to show
To show…….

A sub is hurt
She has been used
Her needs not even fullfilled
As the goal was
To satisfy
A boredom
A curiosity
A nothing

A sub is lost
And thinks
That Dominants should first dominate
Their own need of domination
If not all what is left behind
Is a bitter
Disgusted
Hopeless
Sub
With a bitter
Disgusted
Hopeless
Tear.

whipped dream

The boss of you

I deside what you do or don't
I am all you should listen to

Me the Mistress of your desires
Me the boss of you

M

slave for life

His chains they bite ,I bleed
not from my flesh but from my need

I feel you touch its like a flame
each moment you wish to tame

Im wild and free and still a slave
I walk the road to me you gave

I follow you and your desire
my passion burns in last fire

you put this collar on me now
I beg and do and nod and bow

ill always be your loving wife
and know that I am a slave for life

SoftKitten

wicked passion

sin deep with wicked passion
bursting with love
will be your last action
i kiss you once then say good bye
tears of joys stream from your eyes
finaly you can truly breath
and with this object i cut threw your sleves
i beat you down with this bloody knife
slowly shall i end your life
i chain you up
my poor yet wanting victim
i inject you skin
with my venom
my love,
me life,
my domination,
i dig my finger nails into your chest,
lying in a pool of blood,
how romantic this has become,
and with this knife i shove threw my chest,
i kiss you one last time with our last dying breathes.....

by - vanessa (pumpkin)

Soultaker

A look was all it took for me
to give my heart my soul to the
Your whip my body gently loves
like summer loves its flowering meadows
I love you with all my being
I love you with all my solu
My Master and my soultaker
My Master and my keeper

(dutti)

Again

Again

numb, I sit here

the fan drones
my ears ring
my stomach revolts

it is forever now
the darkness embraces

not again
not again

I was past this
I’ve found it again

my frailty
my longing
my guilt

they are all here
with me

Again

numb, I sit here

the fan drones
my ears ring
my stomach revolts

it is forever now
the darkness embraces

not again
not again

I was past this
I’ve found it again

my frailty
my longing
my guilt

they are all here
with me

again
again
(Dirk Hooper)

Sweet Submission

Sweet submission, I state
like a rose that proffers
both fragrance and razor barbs,
visions and loss

Sweet submission, I state
as if those two concepts
enthrall the essence of all
your anima

Sweet submission, I state
because I know so well
what evil little pleasures
this path will bring

Sweet submission, I state;
a smile, and the wisdom
of all things that would die and
all that would bloom

(Dirk Hooper)

Thinking

As I wander down this path I have chosen,
I ask myself if I am doing right.
If I am taking the easy road,
Or, if I am taking the path less traveled.

There are many dangers here,
Many things that I fear,
Giant obstacles that I must overcome,
And small pitfalls that await.

But, oh, if I make it through,
look what awaits at the end of my journey.
With every breath I smell life,
new and old.
With my every glance I see beginnings,
I also see endings.
With my every touch I feel what was created,
from the softest fern,
to the sharpest thorn.
And it gives me hope.
It also makes me fear.

So as I wander down this path I'm thinking,
Some things must die for others to live.
Is that what I am doing?

No, it isn't.

Some things must end for others to be reborn.
And, what is reborn is stronger.

It is my hope the My Master,
That I am following down this path,
Will be strong enough to see what needs to end in me.
Also that he will see what is good,
And, that the path I am following him down,
Will lead to re-birth,
Not Death.

This is what I am thinking.


(by spryte )