reply to post by Xavialune
Dante sat there looking at the picture of his mistress Xavia........ as his mind began to wander into distant memories and exquisite sensations.
He could still hear her voice, that distinctive melody which called him names and issued him orders. He could still feel the whip across his back,
..... and her high heels on his tender sack.
You see, ... this was the only type of love a Dominatrix could give, ..... and he did, in fact, .... love her.
They kept a thin contact by correspondents, Dante went to work at a sugar cane plantation, struggling to keep afloat, ....... while Xavia continued
her career as a Dominatrix, ... eventualy landing a part time gig urinating on the face of a popular actor of the time, .... an actor who shall
remain unnamed, yet if you have seen a little known movie called " National Treasure", you probably have a good idea of who I speak of.
It would be almost 15 years after their first sessions together, that passion and longing would not allow them to be apart any longer. They realized
they had spent their lives in vain, ... desperately trying to capture what they felt all those years earlier, ......
Dante had saved for this occasion most of his life, .... so he departed on a plane for Maine as his belongings left 3 days prior by delivery
HIs belongings arrived ahead of him as scheduled, .... though while Xavia began unpacking an urgent news message was broadcast on telivision, .......
Dante's flight had disintigrated upon landing, ....... and there were no survivor's.
...... I got a little dramatic on this one, .... a little " legend of the falls" ...... my bad, lol .
The point is, ..... live for the day, it may be all we have.
edit on 7-1-2011 by IntastellaBurst because: (no reason given)