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MISTRESS DARLA'S POETRY ROOM
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I AM THE MISTRESS
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I SMELL YOUR FEAR
ARCH YOUR BODY
TO TOUCH MY STROKE
MY WHIPS,MY CANES
MY HANDS,MY SPECIAL TOUCH
SMELL ME,MY ESSENCE
LET ME TOUCH YOUR SOUL
READ YOU,GIVE YOU
WHAT YOU NEED AND ACHE FOR
I CARE,I KNOW
I WANT TO HURT YOU
BUT...
WITH LOVE
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TRUE SELF
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Kneel before Me
Where you feel so safe
wanting to be there
for Me
Showing Me respect
of your true self
I the Goddess respect that in you slave
when you take My Pain
proof of your love for Me
wanting to please Me
wanting to give your true self to Me
what else a Goddess expect or request
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MISTRESS DARLA THE ULTIMATE GODDESS
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