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i fear my Master...not only that, but i absolutely need to fear Him. Fear puts me in my place, reminds me of who i am and who He is, keeps me on my toes, pushes me to do better. It’s the spark that ignites the fire. Without it, i would become complacent, too self-important, pushing to get my way.
But this fear sounds strange, even to my ears. Doesn’t perfect love drive away fear? How can the two exist together?
The Simple Rules of Life
1. You have a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for as long as you live. How you take care of it - or fail to take care of it - can make an enormous difference to the quality of your life.
2. You learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time, informal school called Life. Each day, you will be presented with opportunities to learn what you need to know. The lessons presented are often completely different from those you think you need.
So today, I've been thinking about death. Now, I'm not talking about snuff or suicide. What I'm talking about are the terms we have started to use in the last century to describe that event that will affect all of us. We are all gonna die. I'm not trying to be a downer or a little bit morbid. What I want to explore is the language we use to describe death here is my first example of our denial of the term.
Do any of you other subs / slaves go through periods of self doubt? I try so hard not to but I can't help myself. Sometimes I feel so strong, but other times I'm a bundle of nerves. I guess losing two Masters has taken it's toll on me.
Losing the first one was totally my fault. Second one, deep down I know wasn't my fault, but there is still part of me that wonders if perhaps I could have done something different. Maybe if I just tried harder. Maybe if I had been different. Maybe if I had been a better sub.
Finally this fat cow was able to get her beads into her piss hole. The thing is that since the last time of doing this, my hole has shrank back down. Tried to take a picture of the act but as a fat cunt, I couldn't get around my belly or thighs to get a decent pic. All I kept ending up with was belly and fat labia with the beads hanging from my pussy.
Well, due to a guest showing up last night I didn't get to take care of my piss hole. Since I was lazy and didn't do it last night with the small probe, tonight there needs to be pain. I wish I had someone to do the punishment to me, but I do not. This evening I'll be using the strand of graduated beads and seeing how many I can get in.
This fat little cow needs to be punished.
Somehow my account was deleted and I am back, some of you may remember me, my last log in name was LordIronCock.
Pretty new on this web site but not new at all on the scene.
I am a single, three-holed whore who delights in fulfilling men's deepest, darkest desires whenever possible.
I am always honest, extremely open minded and naughty.
Mainly I seek a Domme who won't mind using me, humiliating me and degrading me. i also enjoy light pain, i'm not a pain slut but do enjoy being
spanked, flogged, having my hair pulled etc. i am very open in what i will do for a Domme. There have been limited things that i will not do, try me, i really enjoy being "slutty".
There is a paradox to being a Daddy/Dom that is difficult to resolve. I welcome comments and insight. By nature a Daddy is loving and nurturing, strong in principle and gentle in guidance, strict in his expectations to adhere to that which gives strength and banishes ills. In the life, a Daddy may challenge his little one to prove her loyalty and in doing so reaffirm his position. But the true test of a Daddy is to not put himself above what he cherishes. A true Daddy would die for his little one rather than see her be harmed.