mysticdreamangel 61F
1119 posts
8/31/2006 7:27 pm

Last Read:
9/1/2006 5:53 pm


I started to write this story awhile back and then had to take a mini mind vacation. Things were crashing down around me and the words were not flowing as they once had. Recently, I have started to write again because it helps me maintain my thought process…so I have decided to write another continuing story. The subject matter may offend some and yet others may understand. I do want to say once again, that everything I write…even if its fiction…is drawn from true life experiences. If after reading this part of the story, which begins where I left off originally, you don’t like the dark sides of it…please do not read the future chapters. Each one will start with “Unleashed”. It is now your choice.

…She signs up for site after site and yet with each message, with each perfect match, with each IM she feels there is something lacking. She continues to change from site to site…she does more research and then she finds something different; something no one had really talked about; something that struck a nerve with her. Could this be the one? Could this fill a void? Could this help her discover the beast inside her wanting to come out?

One night as she is randomly reading screen names, she sees one that catches her eye...it’s different from the others she has seen. She knows that most would pass by it, but it seems to beckon to her…it seems to be whispering her name. She sits there for awhile looking at nothing but the name…should she or shouldn’t she! It is a dark name; one that would put fear in most woman but she knows she has to click on it…she has to know!

She clicks the name and sees the title of his profile…”Experienced Master looking for a Submissive”. She clicks out of his profile…but something is drawing her back. She looks at the computer screen, she looks at her hands perched over the keyboard and she once again clicks on his name. For the first time she sees his photo realizing that he doesn’t look as sinister as the screen name. So she reads his profile…word for word…over and over again. There is strength in his words; there is a self-confidence that few show; there is tenderness and yet power in what he writes.

As the days go by, she ventures back to the name, she reads his words over and over again until they are memorized; and then one night her hands take control and they start to type. She writes to him of her dreams, her wants, her needs…but most of all her fears. Her hands suddenly stop and her eyes lock onto the send button. What is she doing, why is she doing this…

Without warning her finger pushes the send button…has she, in her solitude opened Pandora’s Box…only time will tell! As she logs off her computer she wonders if he will even notice her…this woman longing to find herself…this woman of loneliness? She will wait and see what the morrows bring.

kenlpn2 59M
31 posts
8/31/2006 9:26 pm

Unleashed? Sounds like you`re ready to take off! Free at last! Scintilating and tantalizing to say the least, be free Mystic.

mysticdreamangel replies on 9/1/2006 5:27 am:
Alas, it is only a story!

mycin62 54F

9/1/2006 6:02 am

I know this feeling

mysticdreamangel replies on 9/1/2006 4:43 pm:
I think we all do from time to time...

digdug41 49M

9/1/2006 7:49 am

hey mystic thats pretty good I like writing that can paint a picture for me as I read, I'd like it very much if you would check out this plink its something I am proud I've doneDoin' it Diggy Style

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mysticdreamangel replies on 9/1/2006 4:52 pm:
Dig, I am honored and know that my eyes were never dry as I read the interview...thank you!

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