Submit to the dark place inside your mind, feel safe opening up for only Me.
This Mistress is not afraid of thoughts that you feel you need to keep hidden.
For the right submissive She will glory in your unique and sexy mind.

Submit to the dark place inside your mind, feel safe opening up for only Me.
This Mistress is not afraid of thoughts that you feel you need to keep hidden.
For the right submissive She will glory in your unique and sexy mind.

Find a space the you can be totally alone.
feel the earth, light, water, air, warmth and cool and just switch off your mind, feel at peace.
Become you again.

Some days I want to put on Wings and go around bringing joy and love to everyone, being there for them and easing their day even for a while, showing the world how much wonder and magic there is.
Some days I want to be strapped into a straight jacket by someone stronger, put on a soft bed and told to rest while He sits there and strokes my hair and is just present, being forced to do nothing but just “be” in the moment.
Some days I want to get up and walk around nude feel the air on my body and not care how I look to anyone else, throw off all my insecurities and remember I am unique and amazing to someone.
Some days I want to dress up and be taken out for crazy fun and laughter, then thrown on the bed and be show how beautiful I am to him, have hot steamy sex and cuddle all night.
Some days I want to be dark and deep, meditate, do wishes and spells, bask in the moonlight and breathe in mother earth, light incense and candles and remember how small we all are and how we have so much to learn in this lifetime to carry through to the next.

To the world, they see a mixed up mess of a woman who would just make no sense in their lives.
To Him, she is seen for the colour and crazy chaos she brings to his life, the possibility of making him think outside the normal, explore crazy things and also bring peace and gentleness.
She’s hot and cold, girl and Mature Women, mad and responsible.
Only very few see the whole person, to others she shows only what she thinks they need, and hides the parts she knows they can’t handle.


She marked her body with music and waited for the right person to understand it.

Glasses we are born with, they protect us and help us see the best of this beautiful world.
Most of the time we go through life, just getting bigger glasses.
Sometimes someone walks up to us and rips them off, stands in front of you and takes a blow torch and just burns them until they are bent and black.
You realise how much you needed those glasses to keep living, the harsh world is exposed and scary.
You learn to cope and keep going.
One day somewhere, someone will offer you a new pair, ones that will dim the harshness of life but enhance the beauty, they will not shield you but, they will let you see the magic you never noticed before.
That’s worth waiting for, some people find that person earlier than others, you just need to really “see” them and hold on.

A Woman is fire 🔥 She is unpredictable and interesting, She can warm your heart and body and burn them just as fast.
She is born to nurture and give all of herself and in doing so She risks everything, and yet She does it again and again.
One day She will see that all She is and all She gives is worth so much more than She could ever have imagined.
She is Strength and a burning flame 🔥 that never really goes out, it just needs the right match.

She had cooked long stripes of pasta and drenched them in a sweet gooey custard, she had him sitting on the chair, his arms tied and secured at the back and both legs secured and stretched wide over the chair.
Placing the bowl of food between his legs she began to dress her prize in strips of sticky pasta, wrapping each piece slowly, watching his expressions, they fascinated her, smiling she went back to work until the bowl was empty.
Placing her hands on his thighs she leaned in and slowly and gently began to eat her creation, watching him grow and strain.
She gloried in his moans and the taste of him mixed with the creamy sauce.
The sweet and sour sucker he had waiting was brought to her mouth and traced over her lips.
She had been instructed to keep still and her arms tied softly above her head.
Her lips opened and he slowly plunged it into her mouth, she sucked while he watched her eyes go dreamy.
Removing the sweet now wet and sticky he traced it around her nipple’s then popped it back into her wet mouth to suck as his mouth took time to clean up the sticky mess he had made.
When she was moaning and her legs began to shift, he slowly pulled it from her mouth and gently plunged it between her other lips, moving it around to get into all the folds.
Smiling into her eyes that were closing, and watching her mouth gasping, he brought the sweets back to her mouth and made her taste herself, she sucked greedily as he lowered his head to begin again cleaning his mess.

Soft balls of air made out of water and soap, that’s all a bubble is.
And yet it floats and reflects the colour of the world that nobody sees without it.
It need’s someone to use the air in their lungs, blow softly and bring them to Life so others can see them.
A bubble is Magical and wonder, delightful to children and adults alike.
You can’t see one without smiling and for that second your worries disappear, children laugh and chase them.
But bubble’s last for such a short time and sometimes we miss them, they are fragile and delicate.
Be someone’s bubble everyday, and treasure the one’s you are shown because they are gifted without expectations and last only as long as needed.
