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Mine

When I say that you are mine, I don't mean just while we are having sex.

I don't mean that you are mine when I am in the mood for it.

I don't mean that you are mine when you feel like it.

I mean you are fucking mine always, in all situations.

I mean mine when you are crampy and bloated.

I mean mine when you're exhausted.

I mean mine when you just want to hide and be an isolated hermit.

This is no "fair-weather mine"...when my basement floods in my house: it's still fucking mine.



When you feel all alone in the world....you are mine.

When you feel sick and snot is running down your face...you are mine.

Just like when you need help fixing something around the house, you are mine.

When I feel purely sadistic, you a most definitely mine.

When you think about not caring for your body, remember that you are mine.

You are mine to do anything I please with.  Everything you feel is for me because you are mine.

Your heart too is mine.  You can't decide whom to love because you are mine: I do that for you.

When you need to visit the doctor or dentist, I will book the appointment because you are mine.

Mine. I don't say it just to make you cum. I say it to reinforce your position in the world and how I see you.

Mine. That is how you will always see yourself.

Mine. Through everything, you will be mine.
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-this post is dedicated to Ashlie and Kari

Take me. Break me. Fuck me.


Take me.
Break me.
Fuck me.
Rip the flesh asunder.
Push me past the brink.
Take my body.
Break my mind.
Tear apart what was me.
Pick up the pieces.
                                                                   And smash again the bits.
Then reassemble the puzzle.
Put me in place my place.
Love my body.
Mend my mind.
Fix the broken slave girl.
Make me stronger.
Make me loving.
Make me yours forever.
Add my strength to yours.
Take me.
Break me.
Fuck me.

Love note from a slave II


The truth?
You owned my heart
for a long time
your chains encircled my soul
and made me wet for you
The Truth?
You conquered me
the day we met
your charm and sex appeal
twisting a spell over my pussy.
The Truth?
You enchanted me
day after day
Your humor, wit, wisdom
drove me forever into your world.
The Truth?
You took me
owning me just by being there
your love and gentle ways
had me enthralled around your flame.
The Truth?
I was already yours
In all ways
Heart, Mind, Body and Soul
but this was the steel
The Truth?
Yours Forever
With your collar
I'll forever kneel. 

 
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