"How you arrived, is beyond your comprehension. Though, none the less, you are here…wherever that is. Lithosphere trembles beneath apical tips, culmination is elevated by extension, twin zeniths lace to scull. Herbage begins to quake gently; optical spheres focus as plume of dust materializes from ambiance. Bracing yourself, it’s creators become visible, a cadre of equus, innumerable to reckon. ...

BDSM--a recent email exchange

... a nutshell. I also call it. The dance." I believe that a true Master takes it upon himself to push his submissive/slave to her own personal level of greatness. It is having her reach her zeniths that she excels beyond glass ceilings to exquisite self-fulfillment. She becomes enriched. That is the sum of her core value that she presents on her knees to her Master. So are you telling me that you...