saris


	sarislave		sarislut		sarisx

		Back		KPM		Interests

Friends:



	Seemingly not long ago; a beautiful Goddess reached down from the heavens and plucked from the bowels of despair, a lost soul. She brought this lost soul to Her bosom, nurturing and loving it. She saw in this soul what no other could see. Through Her, this lost soul began to find it's way and became more than it ever dreamed, learning that it did indeed have value. This soul found a new life. Now, wearing Her collar with honor and pride, this slave strives to serve Her, to repay Her for Her most gracious of gifts, the gift of love. In it’s heart this slave knows it will never be able to fully express it’s gratitude, yet will continue on, knowing that Her love will always bring this humble slave strength to forge through the chaos, on it’s knees at Her side. This slave has been long claimed by Domina D.Vyne, promised, claimed, bound and collared to Her and by Her in all of Her wisdom. Any and all communication with this slave must go through Her first. Her Profile is here as Sekhemet, anyone attempting to communicate with this one must first go through Her. This includes PM's while in the chat room. Thanks for the understanding.

Yes Goddess, it sees You over there!

Just wanted to say that its thoughts are always with its Owner, along with its heart, especially in these trying times.

This one has been hanging out in the video chat rooms lately. it must say, the chat environment in general has not changed much.

Home for Christmas.

this one must say that it has been a most wonderful Christmas this year. Nothing really big happened, no super fancy expensive gifts, just a stress free FAMILY Christmas. The kind where everyone was just glad to have everyone else there.

this one was happy enough to be able to spend time with Goddess, and also happy to be able to sleep in the sleep sack again.

Thank You Goddess for such a wonderful Christmas. Perhaps it might be lucky enough to receive a New Years kiss (or swat)

Exploding floggers and sore bottoms.

It has been some time since it has last written. Time seems to be at a premium these days. But is has a few things to write about.

The exploding flogger

Some time ago Goddess had it replicate a flogger She discovered at a fetish shop. The flogger was made to be used with a tens unit. From what this one could tell, it was made from regular old Christmas tree tinsel. So, this one made two of them and packed them away until it could deliver them to Goddess. it finally got them to Her a few weeks ago, and of course She had to try them out. The first swing was quite spectacular as a cloud of tinsel shards exploded into the office. The mess was already made, so Goddess took a few more swats for good measure. Normally this slave's floggers are not so easily destroyed (and this one secretly believes Goddess has tried, on its backside). After She was finished, there was a carpet of tinsel all over the room. slave put away the flogger, and cleaned up the mess the best it could. One might think that to try that again would be insane, but a day or so later, on cam no less, Goddess proceeded to finish off the flogger. Oh, we tried to minimize the mess by putting down a cover, but that only partially worked. Once again it was raining sparkling tinsel shards in the office. Those on cam got a decent show it believes. it things there is still evidence of that episode floating around the house.

Sore bottoms.

this slave has been able to somewhat get back to toy making recently. it had presented Goddess with a few of the toys it had in the closet, and an unfinished paddle. it was sitting there minding its own business, working on its project (and maybe feeling a bit sad because it was going to have to head back to the apartment). When Goddess sauntered in carrying the implements of destruction. Most would run for their lives at this point, as Goddess was humming to Herself. slave sort of froze. Not many have seen this one's toys, but they tend to be on the mean side at times. Goddess ordered in into place and proceeded to play. For some reason things hurt a bit more than usual. Goddess seemed to have caught it off guard this time. it drove back on a sore bottom, and oddly enough, it's bottom was sore and bruised all week (it thinks some of the marks are still there). At least Goddess got to smile.

If it could get away with not making any more toys, it believe it would!

Another wonderful weekend Home. it has been doing some work for its
Owner, hoping to make Her smile, but it has been keeping busy. This
past weekend though, Goddess showed it some of the items She picked
up from Her shopping trip. All were ordinary items, Furniture, but
of course to those in the lifestyle, anything can be perverted for
use! The first item caused its mind to race, and it is pretty sure
it blushed a bit (it was hoping that Goddess was not noticing this
slave's interest in the item, but She most likely did notice). This
item was a very large chest. its first thought upon seeing the
chest was that it was sure this slave could fit in there. It was
though Goddess read its mind, because She mentioned the same thing
moments later. Again, it was hoping Goddess did not see the slight
flush in its cheeks. The next item was also interesting; it was
prayer bench that one kneels at. this one immediately noticed that
a strap could be utilize in a few places to keep a slave attached,
and, no screws would be needed. it wonders if the item would be
strong enough to hold up to a flogging session? it has mixed
feelings about this item as it would be a very handy
punishment/torture device were this one to get itself into trouble
(not that it would ever do that) The next item seemed completely
harmless at first glance. It was a simple ottoman. this slave must
have lost its mind because it did not see the use as it normally
would have (of course it was a bit tired at the time). Of course
Goddess explained the uses of said item in great detail. Goddess
showed it how easily the item would keep a slave in the proper
position for a good beating. it was really hoping Goddess didn't
see the smile. Then there was the bookshelf. How does one pervert a
bookshelf? By the simple fact that it was purchased for the sole
purpose of confusing the fact that all the other items were
pervertable. Hmm, but the bookshelf is rather tall, and if it were
attached to the wall…. (it can hear Goddess saying its name in that
special way She does when She thinks slave is weird)

Thank You for showing slave these things, it did make slave smile,
even if it was trying to hide the fact. And thank You for allowing
it to be Home on the weekends.

This one is in heaven, almost; it recently took a new job close to
Goddess; which means there is the possibility of going Home to Her
more often. So; it has been Home twice now since moving here, and each
time was awesome. this one must say that just being in Goddess'
presence is inspiring, and although it tends to descend from the
Heavens with a heavy heart (it hates to leave Goddess), it is made
known that slave is loved and cherished, and even needed. So
it takes with it that love; and holds it close, it is this warmth that gets
it through each and every day it is away from Her. this one has to
admit that distance does have it challenges, and it wholeheartedly
thanks Goddess for working through those challenges with this slave.

Her Love, The beacon of light and warmth that guides this one
through the path of its life, steers it back onto the path when it
strays, and helps open up the world around it. Thank You Goddess
for that love, for without it, this one is quite sure it would have
been lost.

Just a short note today...

Speaking of bending over and exposing one's posterior...

Last night this one sorted the monstrous toybox. Many of the toys in there this slave made itself and are rather mean (it is not sure it should be allowed to make toys anymore!). it was questioning its sanity as Goddess started picking each of these toys up and testing them out, but the smile on Goddess's face makes it all worth the insanity.

Thank You Goddess for the nice colors it got last night, and for those wonderful smiles. this one soo loves to see You smile....

Goddess has been so wonderfully kind to this one of late, spanking it every couple of days, ensuring it has tasks and duties to be doing daily, allowing this one to be so very near to Her, to assist Her, to feel kisses from lips as well as the whip. It almost shames slave to say it has been feeling somewhat fulfilled and at ease of late but slave also knows this is because home is a wonderful place to be. Every slave should be so lucky to have such a home as this.
When it is here slave knows it is spoiled and loved and appreciated, for Goddess is always kind and sweet spoken with this one, always has a word of support, a smile to share, a way to let this one know She is noticing it and does see it, just when it feels neglected most, even if many times those words and smiles come while it is bent over and exposing it's posterior for abuses.
But slave thinks that one day it will just have to figure out more about this whole "sex thing" slave didn't think it would be so much of a sticking point as it has become in life, and it feels more and more a need to face its' demons and fears in this regard. it is sure Goddess will support it in the exploration, and at the same time slave is not sure it will support itself.
Please Goddess; walk close beside slave in this time of uncertainty and help this one to remain strong and focused in its' tasks that it might better serve You, and itself while growing into the slave You would desire, and who might make You proud to be a Dame over it daily.

Cherish all of the bumps, bruises scrapes, and cuts along this path, for each has a lesson, each has a reason, each makes us grow stronger and closer together. It is these bumps in the road that define us. Thank You Goddess, for sharing each and every one of them with Your most humble slave. Each minute has it falling in love with You all over again...

to this slave, it is not the rose that symbolizes love, but rather the lock. The lock, as its Owner clicks it in place keeping it caught for as long as She desires.

it is not the locks of metal that keep this slave in place, it is the lock She placed around its heart. it is glad She lost the key <smile>

Though it does not write often in here, it does think of its Owner often, almost every moment, in fact. it is Home, and was graced with a cuddle with Goddess a few nights ago. it must say it was in heaven. Her touch has always sent a pleasurable shiver through this slave, and the hold Her tight in its arms, its heart always skips more than a bit

Life intervenes, so it must go, but it is the good kind of life, because it is Home, and it can tell these things to Goddess in person, that is if it could get past the lump in its throat, and the tears of love that always appear...

A slave's journey is never an easy one, it was never meant to be. Sometime a slave starts wandering from its path...as this one has. A true Owner see this, and tries to help Their slave back onto the path. Thank You Goddess, for caring enough to discipline slave when it needs to be guided back upon the path.

Who says there is no heaven on earth. Heaven lies within Goddess's embrace, in each and every wonderful and varied form.

Sometimes what is in one's heart is not always apparent to the One's we love. It is up to us to show Them what is in our heart so that They know and understand. Many times words are not enough as previous actions can cloud the sincerety of those words no matter how strong the feelings behind those words might be.

This one has been traveling more lately, and being reminded of those magical trips Home. it is honored to be Her slave, and to have been close to Her heart for these many years. She is this one's life, and this slave hopes with all its heart that Goddess sees and feels slave's love for Her.

{S}mile

Love is a difficult emotion to figure out, yet over the years it has come to the conclustion that it is in love and feels this love strongly. How does it know? Well, when it parts from Goddess, it feels as if its soul is being ripped in two....

The way is clear
The path is set
Now, time to build a bridge
no more waiting for a tree to fall across the chasm...

Goddess,

The lone guiding light in a life cloaked in darkness

Thank You Goddess fo being that light

True love is that feeling deep down that one is not alone no matter how lost and alone they might feel.

May this one be blessed with the strength to right the wrongs it has created.

May this on be blessed with the strength to continue to try.

If the light fades from Her eyes, then the light fades from this one’s eyes, for these eyes already have light that does not belong to them. That light belongs to Her

In this darkness, one spot of light keeps this one from succumbing to this darkness, that light keeps it moving, even at those moments like it seems it is not moving at all...

thank You Goddess...

it stands on the edge of change, a very scary place to be. This one, however, has the love and support of its Owner, so it is sure all will be well <smile>

May the future be bright

for a slave, a little love goes a long way, even if the slave does not understand or thinks it deserves that love. Thank You Goddess, for that little bit of love, and for all of the rest of the love that was added along the way....

When this one looks at its owner, it sees true beauty, not that from the outside, but that from the inside. She is truely a most beautiful Person ...

All inquires should be directed to this slave's Owner, Goddess Sekhemet, Thank Y/you

Home sickness is the worst ailment anyone could have, let alone a slave. this one is finding itself up all night dreaming of the most special spot beside Goddess's bed, bound securely. Will the torment ever end? The torment must end, at least the torment of being so far away from Goddess....

Thoughts of being with it's Owner has this slave anxious to be there. it must relearn patience, even though it has been waiting for this moment for eons. This slave is looking forward to being at Her feet nightly, forever more. And this slave knows it deserves such a reward, as Goddess Herself told it so...

There comes a time in everyone's life when they come to see their path and place in this life.

This slave has come to that point in it's life. For many years it fought this insight, not actively, but in the way we all fight those errie but complelling moments in our lives. This one's subconscious did the fighting, leaving it more comfused.

The path it must take is to it's Owner, and it's place is at Her feet ...

There is no bounds to the love and respect this slave holds for it's Owner, and sometimes that can be scary... but the most amazing thing is.. this slave's Owner loves it, cherishes it, and actually wants to keep it...

slave's Owner has been the first ever to give it such gifts...

A slave never knows true happiness unless it has found a way to please it's Owner. This day was very special for this slave, as it's Owner has expressed the desire to put Her mark upon it, claiming it forever. Her words were heart-warming and will burn in it's heart forever.

Sometimes paths travel through darkness. This slave is very lucky to have One to help it find the path through that darkness. May it one day find a way to properly show it's graditude

SARGES	Sarunam200	SarahGoode
SarahMiche	SarcasticB	sarge2u
sarniaslav	SarahSmile	Sarahkitty