Two Poems on Slavery

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By BlackieTheCajun

Testing We will test the chains that bind, we will examine them and find their limits. We will ensure they are tight and secure. We will seek out the weakest point and discover if there is any chance of escape. We don't do it because We wish to get away, but because we need to be certain that we cannot. Slaves do not test because we are bad slaves But to ensure our Doms are not bad Doms. Only a slave can know the feelings of security, comfort and sense of being home afforded by kneeling at the feet of the One they choose to serve. For The Love of My Slave 2018 The time of submission is surreal time—no decisions, no distractions, no responsibilities. The gift of love and trust you are about to bestow upon Me, is like a perfect prayer, given without thought of self. to give Me your body and soul, your heart and eternal love to give Me everything you have been and everything you may become to give me your morning, noon and night Your devotion, your submission in My hands forevermore

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