UNMASKED I went from a lover to being disgusting in a heartbeat; the flip of a switch she really didn’t want to hold it any longer The jolt of electricity through her bloodstream, the feeling of being sickening with her senses on fire, the ability to deem me untouchable. Almost nothing compares in that moment, but in the afterglow, the Love wind and my heart starts to slow, nothing feels worse than pondering it's destined finale. Discovering her conscience, all the while knowing that no matter how much I love someone, the poi always comes first. It's a terrible reality, the ability to choose. And I always choose wrong, down the path of the chemical adventure, knowing that at the end, I always inevitably fall off the cliff. But it's an obsession: being on top of the world, and no matter how much time passes, or how far I think I've come, she is sickening It's the slow onset, the clarity, the peaks where everything seems far better than it actually is, but now the dream is over. I need to let it go or it will consume me; living in a false reality, locked in to my need for acceptance She used to act like she loves me and make me feel godlike, However now I've fallen from my pedestal and upon looking up, I see she turns me into this nasty monster I've never wanted to be or think I am Hiding, in shame, from me soul I Thought telling her, divulge all of my secrets, without fear of the disappointment on her face, knowing now how she really feels much for me to bare. Because I thought she could Love me, if She would just told me the truth.

Mijn Ideale Persoon: The Vanilla lifestyle washed over within seconds
Sure it’s fun to friends
Entertaining to have foe, However, the squabbles and meanders slowly them down
The pitiful liars and desperate seekers
Worship through blasphemy whatever they care
Limbs don’t respond
Thoughts and actions don’t line up
seeing it for what it truly is
Envious
They are in danger
of maturing

Wat zijn uw favoriete muzikanten of bands?:
Let me be Your misery A pretty girl On her knees I’ll beg
and plead Cry and scream Shed a tear Or

Welke seksuele activiteiten winden u op?:
Orale seks geven, Orale seks ontvangen, Anale seks, Fetisjen, Harde bondage, Billenkoek, Slaaf/Meester, Gelijktijdig masturberen, Deelnemen aan erotische fotografie, Blinddoeken, Latex, Vuistneuken, Massage

Welke factoren zijn het belangrijkst wanneer u op zoek bent naar een seksuele partner?:
Libido

Heeft u ooit gefantaseerd over seks met een beroemdheid? Wie? Wat vindt u opwindend aan hen?:
none A slave needs to be worked to feel loved - slave Abigail works
hard at what comes naturally. In a slaves life. All the little
thankless things that seem to always get d. All the tasks
that fill the day, every day. the cooking, cleaning, the
domestic mundane with a smile and yes Sir, as you please
Master. No whining. No complaining. Pleased when pain
is given, please when pleasure is given. These are the types
of things that make slaves life joyful and fulfilled. Do
not mistake what you see as cruel or inhumane, I will be the
judge of that. I am this slaves Master, I know what is good
for it so makes the consensual choice every moment to remain
mine to rule... I am proud of this property. It gives me great
joy, so this I share it with you as an extension of myself."

Heeft u ooit cyberseks gehad?:
Absoluut niet. Ik wil alleen huid-op-huid seks.

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