Immanence and trascendence

7 09 2009

Belting was the punishment today. The way a boi should be treated always and when his Master wishes.
It was intense and after I felt hot and exhausted. Yet no epiphany, for the spiral to the ecstasy can be walked only in two… I won’t be strong enough, for I will be the ordeal.
I am a slave, a cute instrument for a Master’s hands, a joy for His pleasure, a toy for his eyes.

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