Master_Vassago
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I am a movie buff there it has been stated. One of the greatest motivational speeches I have listened to in My lifetime was the one given by Al Pacino in "Any Given Sunday" near the end of the movie. I took that and applied it to the lifestyle as I saw fit and would like to share it and see what others here think.
Keep in mind it could be changed to Mistress, I just kept the Master portion in as My own choice. It doesn't even have to be Master or Mistress just Dom to sub in general.
That said here it is flame away.
I don’t know what to say really, each day is the biggest battle of O/our lives. It all comes down to today, either we heal as a Master and sub or we’re gonna crumble. Inch by inch, spank by spank until we’re finished. We’re in hell right now My little one, Believe ME. And, we can stay here, and get the shit kicked out of O/our relationship. Or, we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch at a time. Now, I can’t do it for you, I’m too tired. I look around I see these young untrained eyes and I think, I mean , I made every wrong choice a Dominant man can make. I uh... I threw away all my caution, believe it or not. I chased off anyone who has ever loved Me.
And, lately I can’t even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know when you get old in life things get taken from you. That’s ..that’s part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff. You find out life’s this game of inches. SO’s submission. Because in either game life or submission, the margin for error is so small. I mean one half a step to late or too early and you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow or too fast you don’t quite catch the paddle in the right place, the inches we need are Everywhere around us. There in every brake of submission, every minute every second. In this union W/we fight for that inch. In this union we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when we add up all those inches that’s gonna make the FUCKING DIFFERENCE between moving forward or losing each other. Between living and dying.
I’ll tell you this , in any fight. IT’s the Master or submissive who’s willing to die for one another who’s gonna win that inch. And I know if I’m gonna have any life anymore, it’s because I’m still willing to fight and die for that inch. Because that’s what living Is. The six inches in front of your face. Now I can’t make you do it. You gotta look at the Master in front of you, you gotta look into His eyes. Now I think your gonna see a Master who will go that inch with you. Your gonna see a Master who will sacrifice Himself for this relationship because He knows when it comes down to it your gonna do the same for Him. That’s a Blessed Union little submissive. And, either we heal now as a Master and submissive, or we will die as individuals. That’s submission dear. That’s all it is. Now, What are you gonna do? .
Keep in mind it could be changed to Mistress, I just kept the Master portion in as My own choice. It doesn't even have to be Master or Mistress just Dom to sub in general.
That said here it is flame away.
I don’t know what to say really, each day is the biggest battle of O/our lives. It all comes down to today, either we heal as a Master and sub or we’re gonna crumble. Inch by inch, spank by spank until we’re finished. We’re in hell right now My little one, Believe ME. And, we can stay here, and get the shit kicked out of O/our relationship. Or, we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch at a time. Now, I can’t do it for you, I’m too tired. I look around I see these young untrained eyes and I think, I mean , I made every wrong choice a Dominant man can make. I uh... I threw away all my caution, believe it or not. I chased off anyone who has ever loved Me.
And, lately I can’t even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know when you get old in life things get taken from you. That’s ..that’s part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff. You find out life’s this game of inches. SO’s submission. Because in either game life or submission, the margin for error is so small. I mean one half a step to late or too early and you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow or too fast you don’t quite catch the paddle in the right place, the inches we need are Everywhere around us. There in every brake of submission, every minute every second. In this union W/we fight for that inch. In this union we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when we add up all those inches that’s gonna make the FUCKING DIFFERENCE between moving forward or losing each other. Between living and dying.
I’ll tell you this , in any fight. IT’s the Master or submissive who’s willing to die for one another who’s gonna win that inch. And I know if I’m gonna have any life anymore, it’s because I’m still willing to fight and die for that inch. Because that’s what living Is. The six inches in front of your face. Now I can’t make you do it. You gotta look at the Master in front of you, you gotta look into His eyes. Now I think your gonna see a Master who will go that inch with you. Your gonna see a Master who will sacrifice Himself for this relationship because He knows when it comes down to it your gonna do the same for Him. That’s a Blessed Union little submissive. And, either we heal now as a Master and submissive, or we will die as individuals. That’s submission dear. That’s all it is. Now, What are you gonna do? .
