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in the D/s ARts Newsletter 10/30/01

"The Dance"

by Sirwolfr1

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Copyright 2000
Used by Permission

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A lonely submissive slowly climbed the stairs

And unto her computer did go

Her movements were slow and filled with pain

Her limbs were stiff and slow

She eased herself into the chair

And tried wisely not to cry out

As her abused flesh did protest and rage

From this latest D/s bout

He had claimed to be a Master

She knew him now to be nothing of the kind

He had weaved his lies so skillfully,

And she wondered, "Could time ease this pain of heart and mind?"

Not just the pain of battered flesh

She knew, in a few days that would fade

But the pain in her soul, the shattered trust

The mockery of everything she held dear that he had made.

She remembered her ex-husbands words

How he had told her that she was sick

And how she had trusted once her dearest friend

Who then told her this was a disease that she could lick.

She thought how at work, she stood so tall

When what she really wanted to do was kneel

And how men would ask her for a date

Never understanding how she did truly feel.

"I know he is out there" she thought to herself

As she typed her password in

Not a sadist, or an abuser, but an honest man.

One who would understand the passons I hold within.

She knew that the hunt would soon go on

She knew what she had to find

He was out there somewhere...a proud strong Dom

Who would understand her heart, soul and mind.

One who would control her,

and yet would not abuse such trust

One to whom she could serve as a loving slave.

And who would not be overcome by his lust.

One to whom she could bend her knee

And not be seen the lesser for

One who would hold her, and mold her and make her his

And under whose boot, she could soar.

He who would understand this burning need

That made her different from the rest

One who would hold her, stroke her and make her feel safe

Even if she failed his test

"A man like that is worth the any cost"

She thought to herself, deep within her mind

What is broken flesh, or promises and trust

If such a Master I can find.

One who can fill my days with happiness

And fill my nights with passon and with love...

One who would make me crawl beneath His boots

Or soar in the stars above?

Someday I will find Him

Someday his collar shall I feel

Only then can this hurt be over

As in pride before him I do kneel

And somewhere...not all that far away

There before a computer screen

A Master read a profile

And well understood what the words did mean

For he knew that he was a Hunter

and that was yet the hunted, all in one.

He reached his hand out to his mouse and smiled,

As once again, the dance began

"Perhaps this one" he thought to himself

As he entered the command

"Not a gamer or liar, a head case or whore

But one who will, with honesty kneel before me where I stand."

One who would take that which I would give

And give that which I would take.

She with the yen to match my yang

Within each a thirst for the other to drink.

And so even now, the game goes on

Where Hunter and hunted are one

A dance of love and respect, of passion and trust,

With each other, something wonderful begun.

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