המקום שלי

She is a woman of strength, beauty and grace
Striving, surviving at an even pace
Her direction is clear……

She controls, she teaches, she delivers no less
She hides inside, that truth she must suppress

Her strength to surrender is greater than his to control
From her, he triumphs and devours it all

She does not submit from weakness or fear
Her will to give in… release, is sincere

Within each breath that she gives unto him
The strength, the power, the challenge within

What is it about love that turns our world upside down?
Makes us lose control?
Control even when she submits herself, she never really loses it completely
But love, takes away all proportion, makes her more vulnerable than a naked body and causes more pain than the most powerful whip
Yet given the option, Love will always be the victor, even when its causing more trouble than bliss.

He poured her a glass of wine . Merlot, Barkan Classic 2004. She asked if she could smoke (she didnt usually but the nerves were to much to bare
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As she slowly calmed herself she could finally appreciate him too. His muscular physique escaped the sleeves of his t-shirt. As she breathed him in she realised just how much she wanted to touch, to taste, to explore, but that was not the purpose here and she wondered if she ever would be his.

He asked her if she felt a little more at ease.
She nodded and said she was ready to start, but that in order to get her confidence she didnt want to be completely exposed just yet.

She removed the outer layer of clothing, smiling to herself as she knew she had chosen the correct underwear. A lace bra that revealed just enough cleavage, the thinnist of thongs that sparkled under his lighting. She left her boots on. The final touch the playboy bunny, belly ring, .......perfect

No facial close-ups was the agreement. To add to the scene he placed the collar around her neck, black leather with the smallest of stones set. The leather cuffs closed tight around her wrists.

As he directed her, she could hear the shutter closing, each time, her heart skipped another beat. His voice so soothing, the wine intoxicating, her body drifting to his command.

She heard him nearing. Closing her eyes as she felt him peel away what was left of her security. The pure white flesh revealed, so smooth, her body trembling at his firm touch.

Would she go through with it?

He heard the knock on the door, while arranging his equipment. It caused a tremor of excitement to jolt through him. (He had done this so many times before, but this time he was so curious). Before him stood her silhouette, his eyes examining her from the bottom up, black suede boots with a stiletto heel, which alone made his mouth go dry. The Black silk stockings disappeared underneath the short, black mini skirt. By now the scent of her had filled his nostrils and his heart began to race. She wore a tight fitting top, which revealed her shoulders, enough to seduce. It hugged the contour of her toned body. He couldn’t wait to see what waited for him once that layer had been removed.

As she entered the room, her heart was pounding, her knees caving underneath her. The lights were dimmed, the colors soothing, his territory marked by the hypnotising scent that filled the air. She could feel his presence, his eyes upon her, her tension was so clear. This was the night she would face her fear head on…….and conquer it.
(One small step for many, one giant leap for tinydancer).

There it stood, so small yet so powerful, her worst enemy. He promised it would only bring out the good in her. Could she do it, could she expose herself completely, not only to him but to the camera as well?

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

"Courtesy of Elton John"
יש לי יום הולדת היום 😄 כנראה יבוא עוד בהמשך

It took me time to find my way back
A world I thought I could live without
Ignore....deceive
I know who I am and where I want to be
But most of all I have learned what it means to be me

הינני כאן........ הריקנות בולעת אותי
אני מי שאני ואי אפשר לשנות אותי
מחפשת האדון למלאות את החסר.......האהבה, הביטחון וכוח הרצון
אדון אחד ולא יותר..... אחד אמיתי שונה ואחר
זה שאביא לו את הכוח..... לשלוט בי בגוף, בנפש ובמוח
אחד שמבין שיש כאן שפחה
שתשים אותו לפני עצמה
עם כבוד הדדי למתוח כל גבול
אחד לשני להתמסר כפול

סבלנות קצת סבלנות והוא יגיע
קרה לא פעם ולא פעמים התחושת ההתמסרות. חשתי רציתי הרגשתי זה קורה
אבל זה לא אמיתי אם עדיין לא ראיתי אותו ,זה רק הקול שלו והמחשבות שלי
כן הוא מגרה, מפתה
אני רוצה......כמה אני רוצה
ואז........ כלום......האדם שמולי לא מצליח להוציא את זה שוב
הוא דורש, הוא לא ראוי, מתי תבין שזה עמוק בפנים
התחלתי לחשוב שאני פשוט לא מסוגלת להעביר את הפנטזיה למציאות
אבל זה שם עמוק בתוכי......אני אמיתי
האישה, השפחה.......וכן הכלבה
הלב רוצה, אני רוצה.....מנסה להתקרב
רוצה שהוא יקח את ידי, יעצור את נשמתי
העדינות ,הנגיע, הנשיקה שבא אחרי הכוח
הרצון עולה..... זה כאן במציאות לא רק במחשבה אותו אני רוצה
להרגיש......המקום הבטוח
להניח את ראשי.........המקום שלי