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SD! : Profiles : Property_of_Master_J

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Profile name:Property_of_Master_J
Registration Number:687-846-820
Profile created on:23 Mar 2008
Last visit:26 hours ago
Profile type:Subscription
Location:Kenosha Wi
Country:US (WI)
Sex/gender:female
Age:45
Hair colour:black
Eye colour:gold

(Mind, body, and soul)

Height: 5ft 7in

The Slave Register certificate for 687-846-820 records that the registrant is an owned slave; and that the registrant has been owned since 28th Oct 2008; and that the registrant's owner is declared to be Master J. (Certificate as: web page, A4 PDF, Letter PDF; barcode PDF, Registration Card)

Just a bit about me. I had just gotten out of the military and divorced back in 1989. I was a slave originaly back in 1990 when my Master walked into a bar, looked at me and walked over and said you belong with me. I don't know what made me do it but I went no questions asked. The life we lived was one where we didn't know others like us existed, to us it was just our own thing. I hated him, truely hated him the first two years for no reason at all, he was good to me. I stayed with him though, because he wanted me, owned me, and he did love me and that meant something to me. If we needed extra money, I worked. I had my boys with me, all three of 'em. One day when I was lacing up his boots, he took my chin in his hand and tilted my face to look up to him and asked, "why don't you loved me?"

I don't know what happened, but from that day on, I loved him sooo much. But He was a Smoke Jumper, when I was 7 months pregnant with our daughter, (we never married) in July of 93, he died in a forest fire in Montana. I was there when the brought him out to the edge of the woods. He waited for me. I buried that side of me with him, they literally had to saw my collar of so I could bury it with him. I married vanilla twice since then, and divorvced twice since then. No, they didn't know "what" I was, they didn't deserve to know. I decided it was time for me to be happy again around June of 2007. I believe now I have found the right Master for me once again in Master J.

He seems to know exactly how I feel and what I need. I have trust in him. The kind of trust that if you tied a rope around your waist while being blind folded, and leaned as far over a cliff to the point of almost being upside down, I know in my very soul, he would not let go.

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