Otherwise the night is too dark. She is my slave goddess. It is something of a paradox. For some it is difficult to reconcile. Her body is mine, to instruct, to enjoy, to discipline, to pleasure, to torture, to tease, to arouse, to undress, to direct. To use as I please. Sexually she us completely under my control. I have no idea of the reasons or circumstance behind the statue in the photograph. A goddess and a slave.

The ruminations, cogitations, observations, rants, ravings and opinions of Jon. Over the centuries humans have inhabited this planet they have inflicted every manner of torture, suffering and punishment upon each other. We recoil in horror of stories of unimaginable pain and torment prisoners have endured in the hands of evil men. This is not divine justice. Two questions which deeply puzzle me .

Learn, Live, Laugh, Love. Who are Lash and Meow? Tuesday, September 27. Yes, this really is us! We were on our way back from walking in our neighborhood when I snapped this with my phone. When Lash and I walk we always hold hands and he gently guides me where he wants to go. Sometimes I stop to look at something or to catch my breath on a hill and he stops with me, but he always takes my hand again and shepherds me safely back home.

I love to be spanked. Monday, July 11, 2011.

I had a conversation with somebody today that, as usual, ended up being creepy. Yeah, that space leaves a lot of time for second guessing. Backrubs ought to be approached with confidence.

You had to make it so. I still believe from a. Deep dark place of pain. She lays a hand on each post. The tall grasses are hissing against the knees of her jeans. There will be no stopping him, there never has been. Through his pain is the only way home. He told Father Doolan, a weak .

In the heart of an old and snob little continent rises an amphitheatre surrounded by rivers and protected by a dark sea. Hey, I nominated you for an award.

8220;Are you hungry? 8221; He asked. 8220;Are you hungry? In a desperate shudder sh.