(Written by Angel_eye, September 2015)

 

She comes quietly ...

as the fog that envelops the high mountains.

I do not know her voice

and her footsteps.

But her whisper ...

Which as fleeting thought,

He tore me and calm stole.

In my heart cries out,

at the moment which combines

time and eternity.

He is a wanderer,

which is looking for the lost road.

There is also a smile,

incoming thought about happiness.

I do not know what it is yet.

But I see ...

I know that in the day of the meeting,

I will not be able to distinguish between rapture of love,

because she is a great mystery and a great discovery.

Yes I'm talking about her

and still I would like to meet ...

Russian Fetish Queen Alya

(Written by Angel_eye, September 2015)

Everybody know

that slave

is absolutely faithful RFQ Alya

but what would be happen

if slave instead worship RFQ Alya

thought of himself?

This is short story

which tells

but this who read

let the heart investigate

it happened once

that slave

in the light RFQ Alya

he became the pale

and he says:

Alya, you are perfect

unique, lovely, gorgeous

and I'm so small

and I'm unworthy of

you penetrated me

perfected and touching your words... 

 

He doesn't look at RFQ Alya

he closed on she

lost brightness

what's left?

emptiness and blackness him enveloped

and this is killed hoped

in slave

loving Alya pity on him

and she speaks with love:

slave, which looking humility

everything what is good

is in me not in you

look at me and my eyes

look me where I am

not in your darkness mind

what is the moral of this story?

hmm....the restless mind

humility slave still looking RFQ Alya

and don't hide from her.

(Written by Apprentice Slave A, September 2015)

 

For a decade I've been searching over land, ocean and sea 

Asking questions, finding answers to my secret fantasy 

It was dark, it was misty, there was no end in sight 

Then I found you, the clouds parted, now the sun is shining bright 

I see its light as it twinkles in your hypnotic hazel eyes 

I hear the sexy rhythm as your body moves in time 

I see the sunlight reflecting on shiny legs that last forever 

I see the contrast of blonde hair cascading down black leather 

I see the shimmering light on your perfect lips so glossy 

I can feel the beauty that envelops your hair, your face, your body 

In public a disciplinarian, you keep us all in line 

In private we all know you are caring, thoughtful and kind 

To see you moving in slow motion to the music of Klipsa or Nyusha 

That's my idea of paradise, where I belong, the future. 

 

(Written by Apprentice Slave A, September 2015)

 

Sunlight sparkles on those curves so exquisite,

As you dance in a catsuit to a sensual beat,

Your mirrored reflection excites with no limit,

Fingers are walking to intrigue and mystique.

 

You enter the screen I imagine, I anticipate,

The touch of soft leather gloves I dream of and crave,

Dressed in a sexy outfit you always captivate,

With that beautiful accent you say the words "Hello slave"

 

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