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The leash... See below... ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~ |
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All of our focus is usually on the collar.. Rightfully so... But what I feel when that leash is attached. Well... we are talking a different level of submission for me... The emotions swirl around me.. Exciting and exhilarating at one point... Then primal and humiliating at other times... The ultimate control your Dom has as he controls all your movements... And the ultimate pleasure you get from pleasing him, and having him tell you what a "good girl" you are... The leash is as vital as the collar. And hopefully my next Dom will understand that... ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~
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And do you like being tethered to the bed at light, with just enough length to get to the bathroom? "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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That look on her face is special.
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Enough length to get to the bathroom? Bathroom?? How about able to get to the bucket in the corner. Now that would definitely be a punishment to consider. Yep .... Use the last of the toile paper and not put on a new roll? Spend a night with the bucket. I think that would get the point across and have to be done but once. Make Women Female Again
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And do you like being tethered to the bed at light, with just enough length to get to the bathroom?
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The tug on the leash makes my head snap up and there is a very big breath.
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Yes, agreed... I often feel that the leash is overlooked... As the great Alice Cooper says... "It's the little things...
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Another implement symbolizing ownership. Obviously pair with the collar can be the start of a beautiful friendship, and evening.
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love to wear collare and leash and feel owned
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pac This is another beautiful aspect of D/S A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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The leash has a way of getting me to come to attention. Sometimes it's a gentle tug, and sometimes it's a forceful yank. Whichever one it may be it, always makes me feel owned. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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