agirl -> RE: BDSM and Yyou (5/27/2006 7:08:06 AM)
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ORIGINAL: rose442 I have a question for ALL that wish to answer. What part of BDSM are Yyou? Please define what it means to Yyou to be that part? rose442 I am a slave. And it means this to me.... A Lesson in Reflection I learned to kneel, it was at your feet. Can't remember the day or time, won't forget how it felt. I wanted to stay crouched there, a small bundle, safe and humbled. I learned to kneel, the last barrier erected came tumbling down, a beautiful and poignant moment. I, naked, inside and out. I learned to stand, at first with your hand lifting me to my feet. Learned to stand alone for some of the time, always knowing I was within your gaze. Learned to walk, it was more a stumble, knowing that you were minding my footsteps, your eyes on the path ahead. You never made me run until you were certain I'd mastered walking. You always set the pace. I learned to respond, it was at your touch. Your touch is a language I've come to love, I share you, but this language is soley mine. I can't help missing it dreadfully, pining when it's not there. You leave gifts to help me through these times, kisses that linger through long nights and difficult days. I learned to give, it was such small ways. You seem to instinctively know the times when I'm ready to give more. I was afraid to open my heart and mind, you listened and found the way into both. I learned to accept, it was at your hand. My lot, my punishments, my place, myself, lessons that give me strength. I learned to face fear, it was your arm about my shoulders, your words pushing me forward to face the unknown. I learned to fly, wings full and strong, flung wide to the wind. Fully free, yet tethered to you. I could never have known this feeling of flight until I knew how it felt to be bound tightly, held and mastered by you.
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