I gave you my heart and you gave me words.
You asked me to open my mind, you trailed your fingers through my mind and learnt me.
Only then did you hold my heart gently smile and hand it back.
“When I see you and touch you, you can give it to me again”
This post and picture made me want to paint you.
I would use you as My canvas, make you lay there for hours and study every muscle under My paintbrush.
I would glory in every shiver, every sigh and every moan I was able to pull from you, but you would not be allowed to move unless I wanted you to.
I could test your control, and when you were getting out of control, walk away and sit and watch your breathing and how you try and relax.
Thats when I would begin, again and again, and again.
When I allowed you to cum, it would be magical, and I would capture your eyes and command that you look at Me and make you show Me all you feel at that exact point.
I think I would like that.
Her, he was created to serve Her,
Her soft skin, the way Se allowed him to touch Her feet, he felt the pleasure in making Her happy.
Her hands grabbing his hair and pulling it back so She could bite his neck and leave marks to show the world he was Her’s made him hard, but only She controlled that part of him.
She, controlled his sexual desire and his mind,
She knew his mind sometimes better that he did, he knew, She, earned the trust he gave Her and now he was free to “just be”, with Her he was able to let go and give up control.
She owned him because he gave himself over to Her freely and completely.
“When life breaks you, it is because you are ready to be put back together differently. Every piece of you that feels shattered is a piece that will find a new place, a new purpose, a new meaning. Trust that the cracks are where the light gets in. And sometimes, in our brokenness, we find our greatest wholeness. We find the courage to rebuild, to reimagine, to redefine what it means to be strong. You are not broken; you are breaking through.”
— Unknown
We all get to this stage at some point in our lives, and when we decide to leave all that is making you feel like you are carrying a huge boulder around behind, this is all you need to do 💕.
My best movie is “Practical Magic”, I relate to this, been brought up believing that Magic is all around us, we just get so caught up in life that we forget to see it.
If you believe it then it has power, I forgot for a while but I won’t going forward, We can do or be anything we want if we have the power to believe in ourselves.
I have had so much in this lifetime and now I believe I want something just for me alone and if it’s right for me I WILL get it.
A true witch will be there for everyone else and bring harmony and love to all she sees.
But, cross her to many times, belittle her, try and degrade her, make out that she is less than she knows she is!!
That’s when you get out of her way, and she will watch you burn ❤️🔥
Then she will turn around and walk away, because that’s when she’s done.
At the bottom of the garden under a beautiful tree sits a fairly.
She looks like porcelain with whispy brown wings, her head bowed and her hair falling over her face.
On her lap is a book of spells open, but she’s not looking at them, she’s lost in thought.
A thin silver chain is attached to the rock she sits on, the other side attached to a clasp around her wrist, she also holds a crystal ball in that hand, maybe she is watching for someone.
I wonder as I watch her, is she a prisoner, but then she has the spell’s and Wings to break the chain.
Or maybe the chain helps her feel grounded and safe, maybe she’s waiting for the person who left her there to claim her knowing she can leave if it’s unsafe.
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.
