Poems Songs of a chained heart Guidelines To play the game, for a slave, means to obey the rules... Fiction Work of fantasy, these stories are dreams, scenes imagined and events wished to become reality

Friends Art My Submission Main Ink on Paper Faces of Me Awards Updates Site Map Guestbook Your strength gives me what i need my weakness no place to show i loose myself in Your body alone, i never want to know. my belly burns to please and love and tingles at the feel of Your touch it leaps with joy from one look at You for from You, i've learned so much. when i had disgraced You my soul hurt from Your displeasure Your hand of wisdom shown on me a collar to honor and treasure And on this day i want to tell You Master, this one just has to speak for all the teaching You have given me You have made this slave complete ~ krystynn