Arturas
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Suddenly I am bastard? Yes, I confess I am. Do I make mistakes? Yes, I confess I do. Am I perfect? More than any man you know. Am I getting a collar for tam? Yes, but it is a surprise. She is excited because I asked her for her measurement. I'm glad she is excited. I would hope her friends her are also. Perhaps it is not so. She called me in tears today. A collar? As you know she has one already around her heart and it belongs to me. The collar I am getting for her to wear (as she was the only girl without one at the Mark lifestyle club last week, poor girl, what was I thinking?) will please her I hope. It represents many things. It represents our commitment in cold metal, a commitment that seems to weather everything, my mistakes, her emotions and even her "friends" on collarme and the occasional "helpful" Dom I end up running off. tam is like most of you, well OK, like the precious few of you quite frankly. She is a woman devoted and worshipful of her man, her lover, her leader her Dom and her master. Like a few of your, she is real and proves it by her actions: She spent hours making herself beautiful just to provide her man eye candy while he takes her up a snake infested mountain in her Jeep wrangler and gets herself covered in dirt and mud helping him get it unstuck and back down the mountain. You should have seen the look on those 4 wheel driving good ole boys we met on the mountain, they all muddy and dirty and there she was sitting beside me in short shorts, low top and sun glasses, cherry red lipstick while they moved to the side off the trail to let us pass in the jeep, it was worth the trip). She is real and proves it by her actions: she walked behind me nervously as I and Sir Hogtie lead her into the evil dreaded "Mark" lifestyle club all the while she draws attention with her grace and beauty, and all they know is she is a beautiful girl in hot high heels walking beside a no name man dressed in black and carrying a bag of who knows what. And later, when this no name man in black shibari binds her to a whipping post and pulls their beautiful Cecilia Wian hand made flogger out and expertly marks her as she lays obediently bound for well over an two hours, blindfolded and not even knowing she has gathered a tidy crowd of men and women admirers, intently watching her lie there bound in clean white rope, blind folded and being marked dearly and never complaining even once and never dreaming of using the safe word and pausing only to take water every 15 minutes and receive praise and a deep loving kiss from her Dom. Never complaining even when made made to wear those patent leather black high heels while tied to the whipping horse over several hours and never complaining even when forcefully penetrated and fisted in front of who knows what, her hair pulled and her neck exposed to her Dom's kisses and caress. She has proved herself among submissives in the real world, proving herself among the real world lifestyle elite of which she is one as well as I. This great submissive called me in tears today because the people she thought were her friends had her in tears. I listened and when she was though, I reminded her of all her accomplishments, of all those in the real world who know her and treasure her, of her admirers in the lifestyle and what a wonderful woman she is. I reminded her this site is not the real world. I am grateful this happened as now perhaps she will focus on the real world and less of this cold electronic substitute. I like it. Arturas.
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