You drew a girls soul,
with Your beckoning touch,
captured it,
strangled it,
then breathed life back into her,
only to tear from her again...
rape her being, claiming her, torture sweetly
what lay before You vulnerable open...

her bare being, body naked...
her entierty raw and trembling.
crumbling before You...
Relentlessly You push her
until she dies
in this vanilla world. Only to be
born again by flame as a pheonix from the molton ashes of the past.
she eats, drinks, sleeps, breathes You..
Taste You upon her lips, even when Your not there...

To quake at a whisper from You lips,
she senses Your needs before her own...
Within You she has been reborn...
You are Master of her world,
the very core of her existance.
With You she lives without she don't exist..


Welcome to this girls page....it is just being created so please be patient as it developes and takes form....
if Y/you have any comments or suggestions....she would like to hear from Y/you
Be well...Masters and slaves alike