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There is never any question about where you stand with me ,because being upfront is the only way I know how to be.I still believe in honor, respect, devotion, trust and loyalty. I know it's a stretch, but wouldn't it be nice to actually live what D/s is about?
The dynamic bond of Master and slave is the most unique, truly powerful, and beautiful love I have ever felt.Unfortunately there are few left that live by the value code and can tap into their sensuality as deeply as can be felt.
Who am I? Much like the flowers You smell along the path of life, You must take time to smell their fragrance and experience their beauty to find out.But remember, no one ever said they'd be perfect.
The name Treasure was given to me by one of my mentors. He said I was a treasure so I will defer to Him to defend that right, lol. He also said I give of myself with such intensity, that few would be capable of handling it. I have often wondered then, wasn't that what an M/s, TPE, 24/7 was about? Hmmm, me thinks someone better alert the masses. |
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People claim their knowledge of what a “true” slave is, or“real” submissive.They debate it in fact, conversation after conversation, social events, seminars…..blah blah,
Blah! It has gotten to where, I turn and find other pursuits of conversational interest when confronted with another argument over who is who and what they are. I have been told I am a real slave, I even claim the fact with defiant pride when the need arises~ but what makes me any more REAL? The truth is, in the beginning, I thought being a slave was a derogatory trait, and didn’t even see it in myself. Dominants saw it and kept pounding the idea into my head until I had to take inventory and say to myself “who are you?”
This wondrous complex journey has taken me to realms in my mind I never knew existed on a physical or mental level. My journey didn’t begin in BDSM or D/s or M/s,it is who I am. I have seen many write in profiles that they are “naturally” Dominant or submissive, and the truth is, it is all natural already. Many claim the same that it just is who we are intrinsically. I do not have to try to be appreciative of compliments, I do not have to feign the pleasure of serving someone whom I care for, and I do not have to be an imposter trying to mend my own broken insecure ego, I am comfortable in my skin and know who I am. Does that make me more real?
We all have tendencies already, whatever circumstances encourage one side over the other, and it is all REAL!
Role-playing is fantasies lived out, but at the time that they are played, they are very REAL!
Even an online relationship is very REAL!
Perhaps we have denied so much in our lifetimes, that to say we are pretending or playing at something less real makes it more palatable just in case~ Suppose one hears you on the phone with your Mistress/Master, makes it alright if you can say, oh I was just playing dirty perv, I didn’t really mean it, lol. But then most people are so in denial in their personal lives, why wouldn’t they act as such within the realm of play?
No, the question should be, why act that way at all?!?!?
What a waste of your precious time here on this earth. Don’t you feel the calling in your soul? “There has to be more”. If you are like me, it is deep within me like a drum beating out a perpetual rhythm, calling me to be what I was made to be. It beats even when I am serving guests in my home and being a hospitable host. I do not have to be in “play” mode or in a D/s relationship to be a good hostess. I have been lucky many times over to have been recognized by my peers and Dominants alike that I show a certain quality and shine bright as a “real slave”; thanks again for those wonderful ego stroking words, but all I can still say is, “I am what I am, I know no other way to be”.
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Kibbles n Bits
I once met a man, he spun this wonderfully romantic dream, and he held it over my head like a golden carrot, until I finally figured out that if it was real, I wouldn't have to kill myself to reach it....”
*Treasure*
Since coming into this life as I know it now, I have become “involved’ in negotiations and “getting to know” one another mode with a handful of Dominants. I am of the picky sort usually when it comes to choosing with whom I talk and go into this realm with. There are many reasons why I am choosy, but the main reason is because that as a slave, I am highly suggestible and when I do relent to this process, then I allow Him into my mind and very soul. And a mind fuck can be irreparably scarring if not taken with great care. Let’s just be bare knuckles truthful, there are very few out there in this world that treat a girl’s mind with "great" care. A man whom gives a girl just bits of info about himself or the time he spends doing what, or ekes out communication at his whim is someone hiding something for sure.
Is He/She really a Dominant?
Well there is great debate about this back and forth and some men/women thrill in the drama of such anticipation, as if they want the submissive/slave to want them like a hit of a drug. Yes, I get this reasoning, but what kind of relationship does that build? To me, it builds a question or doubt as to their trust worthiness, but also sets the slave up for needing them above all else and at times, her very well being. So quick are they to promise the golden carrot, dangling it for a girl to salivate over. When you get past one obstacle, here comes another bit of their past or exes to ruin what you have accomplished in the process.
Maybe the question is not are they really Dominant, but more a matter of their integrity and core values being as dysfunctional as the world that they rant about in their blogs or during conversational discourse.
So... The Renegade of Sluts has decided to call it as I see it, and I am henceforth naming them the Kibbles ‘n’ Bits of Dominants(KBD).
Chasing carrots ya know what I’m saying? *weg*
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i think that you are...
the deep and blistering dream
the burning name i never dare speak
save upon waking glistening
the angel whose wings
i should touch and die
you are the ache...
the pull from my core
the tug on my feet
the call in my night
you are my hunger
and for one tart taste
i wait...
starving
~Treasure~
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