You disgust me you dirty little pig. That's right I want to hear you beg, you pathetic worm. You have been a thorn in my side for entirely too long.

What? Because I am a woman! You don't think I wipe that fucking smile right off your face? You have to much confidence, in your gender. If you don't think I can do it then just go ahead and test me. Test me, you bitch, go head!

You don't think I can't just plunge this hot poker into your cowardly flesh? Isn't that the same thing that you did to them. You think that you can just go around and do things like that without concequence? Well welcome to consequence, cuz here . . .

STOP YOUR FUCKING CRYING!

You didn't seem to listen when they called out for help. What in the hell makes you think that I give a shit? Huh? Do you think that I am going to have some change of heart, so soft, and not slit your fucking throat, you sexist animal?

If you hadn't had your flithy little apendages all over these girls then you wouldn't be sitting here begging me to JUST kill you. But here you are. Yeah I know, your starting to wish you hadn't done that, aren't you? No you wish you would have stopped when they asked you to. But you fucking didn't! And now you fucking pig, your gonna bleed . . .

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

"Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.""

horror is what fills my soul
deep within me i but fathom
why to the depths of hate has thou reserved me
i loved you, as a boy and his father

but why does thou cast me aside
like the stale bread thrown to the poverty
here i must torment and wail
seeking forgivess from thy sins

but how long, oh father, must i wail
is it so hard for thou to see my heart
am i forever to be tormented
whist thou ever forgive me

begone
begone evil creatures
can thine not see my turmoil
the rage that he hast tempered me with

oh how i long to be in your godly graces
to feel the adoration that thou once felt for me
when thoust held me to your bosom
oh mine father

dost not thou practice what thy preach

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

Playing Hulk: Ultimate Destruction



Still playing Hulk: Ultimate Destruction



What a friggin ham!

Talk about making a gamer Daddy proud. He rocks playing Hulk and Spider-Man 2. Fruit of his Daddy's loins.

Adam's Log
Entry #1
Date: 2099.001

So I remember the first time. I had done quite a bit of searching and I was pretty sure that this was the one. Of course, there was quite a bit of nervous feelings. I knew that I had to go through with this, but that didn't make me any less nervous.

I remember it so well. There are some things that you never forget.

After extensive queries, I was sure that I finally found the person that could help me. You see, I was unsure of myself, and I didn't know what it was that made me tick. But I was sure that I would find it behind these doors. I had a voice, but no face. From a initial conversation on the phone. But the face was what was making my stomach quiver. My hands shake.

I did not know her name for quite a while. I only called her by what I was told to. That is what I did, what I was told to do. That is the thing that I was looking for. A woman with power. A woman with an iron fist. A woman that would tell me when, how, where, and if. She did that. Ohh she did that.

The first time meeting her was quite an experience. I remember because I didn't have to think what I should do, if I was doing it right, if it was what she wanted. Because she told me whether or not it was. And when it wasn't, ohh there would be hell to pay. Hell that is what I was looking for. Sweet, sweet hell.

I never felt more comfortable with anyone in my life up to that time. That is just how good she was. She didn't take no for answer and didn't want to hear no back talk. I obeyed with not a thought. There was no reason not to. She commanded my every move. And anything outside of that, resulted in more hell. Hell as no one could ever dish out.

Being comfortable is the greatest high! Feeling utter and complete contentment and nirvana. Yes there is nothing like it. Some may not understand, and may wonder. But there is something about a woman that knows her place. Her throne and her royalty. Her elegance and her power. Her elevated adoration and her utter malevolence. And asking for more again and again is who I was meant to be.

And this is just the beginning . . .

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

The behind the back arm restraint allows the dominate to restrict the movement of the submissive's desire to touch. With such a restraint the submissive is unable to use the instinctive human trait to touch that which pleases the senses. Therefore, the power of the dominate can be placed on the submissive with no way for the submissive to react. The power of the dominate is reinforced and the submissive is left at his/her mercy.