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 y El egoismo,,el pecado del Dominante....


Le dedico este Blog, a la persona que consiguió desarmar la coraza petrea de mi Ser,,,,y me enseñó a VIVIR......
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 13 de 15Rosas como a ti te gusta definirte....


Saludos
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.....Para mi ,siempre serás Cleopatra,,,,
Hasta siempre , Elizabeth Taylor
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Como mujer de clase y buén gusto,y de un fondo de armario  amplio,no te será dificil encontrar la prenda adecuada..(el negro te favorece mucho,)

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Solamente con presumir de "ser" Dominante -(de llevar años en esto ,cero patatero. y de haber tenido relaciones reales de D/S ya ni te cuento), cualquiera se permite el derecho a humillar  a una sumisa publicamente  sòlo por despecho ...¿donde està la caballerosidad,la 
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Nos vemos el año que viene..y recordar,,aprovechar a ser malos y felices lo que queda de año.....





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Después de dos años 
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Casi siempre,la vida y las personas,te devuelven lo que tu has sembrado;
Si has engañado,si eres egolatra,si eres hipocrita,egoista,,si has traicionado a las personas que confiaban en ti,si tu vida ,es solo mezquindad,,lo normal,es que con tanta ponzoña que has sembrado,con tantos cadaveres que has dejado en los 
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Mataba el tiempo de una vida gris y un matrimonio anodino,con el trabajo en su oficina,y las visitas semanales a su Ama.
Su vida,--vida de funcionario metódico y aburrido---,una vez a la semana,cambiaba el blanco y negro por unos momentos de fantasía,color,,y emociones.Era su secreto,un secreto que ocultaba con meticulosidad prusiana.
Su pareja,--tiempo hacia que no tenían vida marital--,no lo 
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BDSM
En las primeras jornadas celebradas en el 2004 se trató el tema de las relaciones sexuales sadomasoquistas o, como las personas que las practican prefieren llamarlas, el BDSM. [..]
[..]Para trabajar este tema se utilizó la película Secretary, de Steven Shainberg (2002). [..]Las relaciones BDSM son una relaciones de igualdad (ya que todo está negociado y consensuado) 
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¿te atreverias a llevarlo en pùblico?.
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Sobran las palabras..obra maestra..,si no la habeis visto,os la recomiendo.Para  mi 
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Princesa eterna...de mirada triste, y sonrisa puestaEtérea como el espíritu de Dafne,,Condenada a vivir..Condenada a  sufrir el ostracismo de los juegos de Cupido...

Ocultas de miradas indiscretas,tras esa coraza,tu autentica esencia de mujer...
humana y sencilla,,

Ciego el Mundo está,,si a ti ,,
alabanzas y atención  no te dan..

..sola y prisionera tras barrotes de  desamor te siento....
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Indefensa..vulnerable...entregada a los designios de tu Amo...;asì te  imaginas una y otra vez..son tus deseos onanistas,inconfesos y ocultos...
¿Alguna vez dejaràn de ser sòlo fantasìa?


A veces podemos pasarnos años sin vivir en absoluto, y de pronto toda nuestra vida se concentra en un solo instante Oscar Wilde 
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No sabes muy bien el qué...,,,--quizá otro juego en público,,quizá algo más privado e intimo,...quién sabe--
Pasas estos momentos preparando tus armas de mujer,,,y la verdad,, que argumentos no te faltan, querida "Vero"
Ya sabes,que sin hablar previamente con tus actuales Dominantes,yo no 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VvR6yxCnVEmMm9RfXc2CXmdBIzU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VvR6yxCnVEmMm9RfXc2CXmdBIzU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LordMelk/~4/CP4VQ-SUKL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lordmelk.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-espera.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4GRnc7cSp7ImA9Wx5QGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553031778909133066.post-1907189737482464583</id><published>2010-09-06T07:58:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:02:07.909+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T20:02:07.909+02:00</app:edited><title>Acontecimiento planetario</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lordmelk.blogspot.com/feeds/1907189737482464583/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3553031778909133066&amp;postID=1907189737482464583&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3553031778909133066/posts/default/1907189737482464583?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3553031778909133066/posts/default/1907189737482464583?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LordMelk/~3/0NpArtdIBmU/acontecimiento-planetario.html" title="Acontecimiento planetario" /><author><name>LORD MELK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211432276628695710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_281j4Db3t8w/SfDCkIZR2EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-yzIIODXzSw/S220/LordMelk-2.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">La verdad ,que no creía que lo de Pajìn,secretaria de organizacion del PSOE, y su famosa alocución sobre el "acontecimiento planetario" pudiera superarse,, pero si,hace poco,una altísima autoridad asturiana de  una asociación sin ánimo de lucro,,cayó en el mismo ridículo  discurso,,de autobombo y complacencia.,y no pude ,,aparte de reírme ,que acordarme de nuestra insigne política y senadora por 
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