February 23, 2012  

                                     ...three years...

February 18, 2012...

Tonight i came across a chatter who had been separated from her Master for 17 years...and now T/they are very happily reunited...very happily so...

March 15, 2011
this one sent a message to You, Master, but it was returned as undeliverable...it read
 
until she sees You...talks with You...and may discern whether You are merely the "sweet invention of a lover's Dream..."
...she will continue to believe that You are the only One she wants...and will wait for You forever...
 

February 25, 2011
Two years...and two days....

Oct. 4, 2010...Perhaps He has cast a spell upon this one...He has weaved His magick upon her heart...she is forever His own.


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August 4, 2010...
Not having any success at working on it...

Still working on it...
domsubfriends.com/voye/articles/37/

February 24, 2010
...a year and a day...

January 23, 2010
THE TAYL OF A MAID: MASTER'S dirty little secret...all tied up in knots...and coming undone...
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this story is a true work of fantasy...any resemblance to actual chatters is purely ummintentional...however,the names of the characters have been altered so as to protect the not-so-innocent.
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Tami shivered as she splashed the icy cold water onto her face, washing away the traces of tears which were shed a moment before, while thinking of her beloved Master Whom she hadn't heard from or about in nearly a year. Tami wished He would get in touch with her somehow, so she would know He was well, if nothing else.
Patting her face with the soft terry towel, she glanced into the bathroom mirror to make sure the dark streaks of mascara had completely been washed away so her family would not be able to tell that she'd been crying...again...they are unaware of the secret heartache she carries in her heart for Him...sure that she is still struggling with "something" but assuming it to be her current separation...and the impending divorce from her husband, which although it saddens her, she is certain is the right...the only...thing to do...but did not happen to be the reason for her tears at this moment.
Returning to the family room, sitting down at her desk and computer, Tami glanced at the screen...and her heart leapt inside her chest, pounding furiously. The blood rushing to her ears actually prevented her from hearing the sounds of family around her, as she read on the very first line...her Master's name...

As when Seti in the movie, "The Ten Commandments" uttered  with his dying breath the forbidden name of Moses...there was her Master's name upon the screen....and His Secret revealed...

As soon as she'd read His name in the script, the Treasure He'd once claimed and which she'd forevermore dedicated to Him tingled between her legs...she could feel its essence oozing...as the fire of desire ignited in her loins...
(the remainder of this lengthy story shall be reserved for Master's eyes only, should He ever choose to contact His slave...)

January 30, 2010
Today, in a desperate attempt, she was about to discard several years worth of saved message history between Master and herself, whispers, and the few emails He sent to her...thinking that, perhaps it would help her heart to be released per Master's final Word to her at last...but she decided to read one or two..."one last time"...couldn't stop at a few...she smiled at some, wept over others...and she was reminded...her eyes re- opened to how intense an attraction W/we'd had for each other, which only served to reinforce her heart's desire and its surrender to Him. ...the medium of O/our online relationship did not lend itself well to great communications, straining it, and additionally, O/our various situations, which no longer seem to be an issue, also were a strain to it. Howeverso...she has no means to reach Master and must rely on Hope that someday, He may hear her heart's cry across the Abyss which separates U/us...and that He may decide to contact this one. Even so...whether He does or does not...she is His...she will always love Him. Always...

January 23, 2010...Every day since, she has regretted not coming to her Master three years ago, when He lay the proposition before her...if she'd only known then what she knows now, it would not have been so difficult a decision. Not a difficult decision in the least...and these past few years would have been so very different...perhaps for both of U/us. she wonders if her Master had been trying to "let her down easily", that He actually had tired of her and wished her gone...or whether perhaps He still truly loved her and it grieved Him to release her...she will most likely never know the answers to her many ponderings...well, anyway...if she had it to do over again...it would be so different.

Many Happy Returns of the Day, Master...she didn't forget. and she has planted trees again this year in Sir's Honour...one for each year of His life.


has been reminiscing...about Last Christmas Eve...Master had IM'd this one, and was sharing some beautiful music with her...it was so sweet...and warm...and she felt so loved...she will always cherish the memories...

(...she still misses...and longs for...craves...her Master...)

October 10, 2009...her journey is her own...

September 5, 2009...it's over...this one had thought that her marriage was healing nicely and all was going well...but this morning, she asked her husband a question...half in jest...about why, the other evening, it had taken him three hours to go out on a quick errand...and why didn't he answer his cellphone when she called him several times to make sure he was allright? He looked at her...and she knew....
so she has asked him to leave...he did not want to, as it would make it more difficult for him economically and logistically...she allowed it before...but cannot do that again...
 she cannot have him walking around the house any longer...like a ghost she can see but not touch...and who will not touch her...he said it is not her fault--that she has been a good wife...that she deserves better...his encouragement to pursue others online and in real time was in order to cover up his own activities and justify himself.

she understands better now why her Master had to go...He loves His wife...

this heartbreak must be my punishment for having been "the other woman" for a time...

As of April 27, 2009, this one has FULLY recommitted to repairing her fractured marriage relationship. she still misses her Master...His collar seems to be permanently embedded within her heart...but she is healing...slowly...very slowly...she does not desire to let Him go, but due to current circumstances, it is necessary for all parties...perhaps one day, the sting of her Love for Him will ease...and her Memory of Him will be but a fond Dream...

May 30...more than three months have passed, and her heart still aches for Him as though He had released this one just yesterday...

June 5...if she could have seen Master for even ten seconds...she is certain she would be content.

June12...OH, MY HANDSOME SWEET KIND MASTER! she misses You so VERY, VERY MUCH!

August 4, 2009...Dear Master...this one is a very bad slave indeed, Master...for she cannot complete the final task You gave to her...which was to open her heart to Another......she HAS tried, Master...just as she was about to finally commit, it HIT her...HARD...like an ENORMOUS MALLET SOUNDING A GONG...throughout her entire being......she loves only You, Master......and so, she could not proceed......she has tried since, but has not even gotten as far as that...thus, she has determined it is not fair to seek Another, only to dash His hope and investment in her against a wall...so she is declaring it here and now...that she is total slave to but One Master...whether He is cognito or incognito or never returns for His slave...she belongs to Him...heart, mind, body, and soul...one hopes this does not deter O/others from seeking her company...she has enjoyed chatting with T/them, learned much, and obtained some comfort in her Master's absence...she thinks T/they appreciate her online companionship, and she will be as she has been with T/them...regarding Dominants, not ever going beyond her limit, her ultimate Treasure reserved solely for her One. Primarily, what she has learned, is that Each Dominant is different...so that, what she needs to learn about her slavery in regards to her Master will come from Him...she has learnt much from other submissives and slaves, as well...not that she emulates them, but that they have essentially held a magic mirror up to this one, in which she can see those reflections which are her own...however, she hopes to continue to learn and grow in her personal slavery, even if she must do it entirely on her own...so that she may be all that her Master could ever wish for...should He ever return for His...or not......this Love is Real... 
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my Master

He is NOT a hobby...but He is my Favourite.

Master, if You are reading this...i miss You, Master...i'm okay, although i still cry when i think about not seeing You again. actually, i'm not okay...but i am working on it, Sir. my only wish, hope, prayer...is that You and Yours are in good health, safe, content.

Why Did Jesus Fold the Napkin?

Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection? I'd often wondered if there were some significance to this act... 

The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over
the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave
clothes.

The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly
folded, and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.

Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the
tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the
entrance.

She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus
loved. She said, 'They have taken the Lord's body out of the
tomb, and I don't know where they have put him!'

Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple
outran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in
and saw the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in.

Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen
wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head
was folded up and lying to the side..

Was that important? Absolutely!

Is it really significant? Yes!

In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to
understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The folded
napkin had
to do with the Master and Servant, and every Jewish boy knew this
tradition.

When the servant set the dinner table for the Master, he made sure that
it was exactly the way the Master wanted it.

The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just
out of sight, until the Master had finished eating, and the
servant would not dare touch that table, until the Master was finished.

Now if the Master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe
his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that
napkin and toss it onto the table.

The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days, the
wadded napkin meant, 'I'm done'.

But if the Master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid
it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table,
because..........

The folded napkin meant, 'I'm coming back!'

Never forget - He is Coming Back!!    

BEAUTIFUL CHRISTIAN SISTER 
By Maya Angelou 

'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ 
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,' 
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.' 

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride. 
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide. 

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong. 
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on. 

When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success... 
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.. 

When I say.... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect, 
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it. 

When I say.... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain... 
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name. 

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou, 
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow! 

(a submissive's prayer...)
Grant a girl the strength to submit herself completely...
mind, body, and soul.
To hide nothing and pour forth all that she is,
and all that she is capable of becoming at His hands.
Grant her the courage to trust Him completely,
even when she doesn't understand.
Allow her to draw from His strength
so we may always stand united as O/one.
Allow her the wisdom to know when to listen and learn,
and when to speak her mind with respect, honor, and devotion. Allow her the confidence to conquer her fears
and grow to embrace them. Allow her the strength to endure His discipline in the spirit it is given
and learn from what it offers.
Allow her to experience love in its most pure and raw form, and how to love Him as deeply in return. Allow her heart to experience pain, sadness, and grief so that she may know what true happiness is. Teach her to overcome her obstacles
and rise above each challenge set before her. Bestow upon her the faith to find inner strength when things are their darkest providing comfort, peace, and solitude to her family.
May our hearts beat forever as one,
so this girl will always know His needs, anticipate His wants, share in His Joy, and shed tears in His sorrow.
Fill her with the passion to gaze into His eyes each morning, and see Him for the very first time. To bring a smile to His lips as she blushes under His eye. Remind this girl to be happy for this moment... For this moment is her life. And may she always remember how far W/we have traveled together...And how far W/we have yet to go.