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Began My journey on this twisted path after reading some of His writings

By Sir Wolfr1

The Play Party had run it's course

The floggers were stored with care

The last guest had been seen to the door;

No more this night to share


As Master of the House I locked the door

and looked about the play room floor

I soon found that which my eyes did search

My slave, curled up and asleep, asI had seen her a moment before.


I stood for a moment just looking at her

And to marvel at what I did see

For though sound asleep, her bottom still glowed...

Proudly wearing her collar, saying she belonged to me.


I thought of the power I have over this slave...

The power that she had granted only unto me.

I thought of the love, and the trust in her eyes

How, on my order, she would risk life or limb, or bend a knee.




I know that the power to own another's soul

Is not something to be taken, or to be bought

And to be worthy of the trust that she places into my hands...

Was the goal that every true Dom sought.


She stirred and muttered there, in her sleep

And then called aloud my name

I picked her up, and held her close

As a single tear fell like a soft gentle rain.




She looked up into my eyes, the eyes of the man

Whom she calls her Master, her lover and friend.

And she lay her head upon my breast

And wished the moment would never end.


"Master" she whispered as I held her close

"Why do you shed a tear?

The thought that I might have failed

My Lord, it is more than I can bear"


"Failed me my pet"? I asked

As I stroked her hair soothing away her fears.

"I could not be happier then I am this day

If I lived a thousand years"


"I see you wear my collar pet

As I mold your heart, mind, body and soul.

And to see the trust that shines forth from your eyes, my love

Can any man have a more worthy goal"?


"Come my pet, the night is short

And you must have your sleep.

Rest your head, calm your fears...

As over you, a watch I keep."



As I tucked her into bed

I looked down upon her sleeping form

I shook my head, I smiled and thought

Of what the 'nallias called "the norm"



And thought in sadness of where they were now,

A lifetime ago I had stood

And how the path that I had traveled since

Not one in a thousand could


I am a Dom" he thought proudly to himself

The one she kneels to, of her own desire

With the power she grants me to love,honor, correct and control

Is a power as pure and strong as her own inner fire



To own this woman...to make her mine

What man could ask for more.

To see her kneel at my feet each day

To know such freedom, as for me in the clouds she soars



I could ask for no other life

And would accept no other to call my own

I thought of the sweetness,the passon, the tears and the joy

And smiled, For my slave was the sweetest harvest that I could have ever sown.


For we are the Yen and the Yang, the Dom and the sub

Each giving what the other doth yearn to take

Each of us with a hunger...a bright burning need...

That none save the other could ever hope to slake.