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Message in a bottle

PrincessMythik

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on: June 12, 2019, 04:23:43 PM
My name is an enigma. I'm not sure, for sure, if everything in me is, but most of myself and, of course, my name, if in doubt. I am the owner and lord of the deserted island of my dreams. From time to time, someone is shipwrecked in it or the motto in the distance and approaches its shore. I try to be gallant with one another, but immensely ruthless with those who try to invade it. I expel the invader or drown him, and no one is allowed to take away my dreams, not even to try to change them.







From the shore of my island, I throw my bottle into the sea. Like the poet, "with the secret design that someday he will reach an almost deserted beach". But instead of the child in the poem, I want a woman to find it and uncover it. A woman determined to get from her dreams to mine. A young woman, preferably beautiful, although this is not an indispensable condition. After all, inner beauty has no possible comparison with external beauty. And this is a truth about which there is no room for argument. So the woman who decides to approach my shore, from her own shore, must necessarily be beautiful in soul and, almost inevitably, in eyes.







A woman of intimate and unutterable secrets, sensual and ardent, without inhibitions in her dreams, possibly inhibited in her realities. I warn that I wish to subdue her on my island, trap her on it, make her my slave, with no other commitment than to feel mine inside her mind, in her humid liberated dreams. Inexperienced in pain and submission, possibly never attracted by these sensations, but when reading my message, I feel like discovering them.







Imagine yourself naked on this island. Don't forget, woman, it's an island of dreams. You get to her with yours. Dream naked and kneeling before someone who adores every piece of you, because you are his. Your body is an offering to your master. Your will, a treasure you resist losing.  You want him to start your pleasure and you know you're invaded by him. You wonder if it is possible to reach it through pain, from fear to punishment. But you know he owns your pain, too. You're excited about your dreams and theirs, shared.







Enter with me into a world unknown to both of us. It's a love game I'm offering you in my bottle. Deep down, love is always a game. I am the owner and lord of a desert island. Let yourself be carried away by the waves of your mind and be shipwrecked on my island. Here I am waiting for you, naked and powerful, to possess you. You may not be as beautiful as you are in my dreams.  But I am tired of this loneliness and of the slave of my dreams, young and beautiful, ardent and sensual, surrendered to the limit of her pleasure and her pain, but which is nothing more than a ghost without a definite face.







My name is an enigma, like almost everything in me. If you want to decipher all my enigmas, close your eyes, get naked and let yourself be carried away by your most intimate and unconfessable desires. You'll know how to find me.


 

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