I could never love another,
As I do my Master today.
I could never hold one so close to my heart,
Than my Love, my God and my King.
He is my world, my everlasting;
My strength, my hope, my future.
Without him my life crumbles to dust.
This affirmation of my soul sings praises
To all that would listen, to all that could see,
That my love is all encompassing
The man who stands beside me.
He brings me low, kneeling at his feet
To kiss the ground he walks.
Then lifts me high, up into the sky
To rest where gods have stopped.
Now embraced with this grand joy
I whisper, nay, I shout on high
This man shall be my one, my only truth
To believe you have only to see
I kneel before him, my God,
My Sire, my Lord and Master
To be placed in that cherished realm
Of love and service.
samantha smith "black charm" happy - 16 years, 4 months, 26 days ago

I bow before my Master and take
my punishment.
I am sorry I let you down.
Let my tears show and my backside bare
the pain I shall receive.
I give you the count I must have
as the whip makes its mark
I say to you Yes Master please love me more.
I shall not miss one count for I know it will
cost greater pain.
I know I shall not beg for this to be over,
because I know you will only give me more.
No tears will fall because you told me, if one shall fall it will be twice as hard.
Master may I rise and worship your body
and to please you forever more.
samantha smith "black charm" happy - 16 years, 4 months, 26 days ago

i sit here, writing in the flickering candlelight, my wrists and ankles bound by heavy black leather. The supper i made has cooled on the stove top and still B is not home. He had some things He needed to take care of tonight but i am restless without Him. i've yet to eat. It seems my appetite has vanished.

i am very aware of the weight of my bonds. i chose to put them on myself tonight. i needed to feel weighted down, tethered, attached. They are, by turns, comforting and uncomfortable. Like now, every word i type feels as if it is being wrung from my fingertips, so heavy is the weight. Yet when i hear His tapping at the door (He has a key, yet still He knocks) i will feel weightless within their confines. Strange, that, how the mind works.

i bought these restraints for myself; i shopped carefully, looking for the set that i would be pleased to wear on my body. i wish He had bought them for me, but i suspect i am more moved by the wearing of my bonds than He. He trusts that i feel His pull on me and surely considers these cuffs a novelty, an aesthetic whim of mine He permits. And yes, i would be lying if i said i did not love how they looked on my flesh, the blackness of the leather straps interrupting the paleness of my skin, like harsh marks left by a loving Master. It keeps my mind in a submissive place; even my thoughts are kept anchored by their pull.

But what good is it now, to remind myself of my desires, when the supper i made has cooled on the stove and still B is not home.
samantha smith "black charm" happy - 16 years, 5 months ago

she glanced up
and suddenly found herself
bound
captured
her heart stolen
by a dark thief

playful games
turned deadly serious
laughter gone

her heart racing
at the touch of his lips
on the back of her hand

melting
under the intensity
of his gaze
firey, passionate
tender, amused
in control

his teasing smile
tugging at a deep chord
his gentle way
hiding the steel beneath

no desire to test
she moves only
as he commands

he indulges her
as a father would
his tender brat

until it's time
to earn her way
to please him..

bottom's up
poised and waiting
slapping into crimson
fire throughout

his touch thrills her
just his eyes
melt her stoney heart
samantha smith "black charm" happy - 16 years, 5 months ago

For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice--no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service..
samantha smith "black charm" happy - 16 years, 5 months, 2 days ago