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I have lived many lives, as have we all. My backpack and a finger to the sky have caught rides from the east to the west. I lived in a Rainbow and earned a name. I lived in Sydney for two years, glass walled office and management meetings. I found soul deep love in vanilla embrace only to eventually, inevitably, realize that my core was far from satiated. I am a craftsman, shaper of stones, I take rough edges and make them shine. I am an author, a poet, a traveler, an adventurer, a man. And now I am hungry to explore. I want to hone my manners, to sharpen my levels of obedience and find a new depth of soulful humility. Serenity is effortless when seated calm, incense smoldering and breath uninterrupted. I want to test my stillness as my control is usurped. I wish to see limits shattered like glass. I want the layers stripped away and the dazzling jewel within revealed. This scene is utterly new to me, though in years past I played writing games that ventured through realms of slavery and punishment. The concepts delight my imagination and now that my world has been transformed I am actively seeking an opportunity to experience the varied elements of submission. |
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