Dance macabre (Dance of Death) by Henri Cazalis

Zig, zig, zig, Death in cadence*,
Striking with his heel a tomb,
Death at midnight plays a dance-tune,
Zig, zig, zig, on his violin.
The winter wind blows and the night is dark;
Moans are heard in the linden-trees.
Through the gloom, white skeletons pass,
Running and leaping in their shrouds.
Zig, zig, zig, each one is frisking*.
The bones of the dancers are heard to crack-
But hist! of a sudden they quit the round*,
They push forward, they fly; the cock has crowed.

Call me and we can dance our own Dance Macabe

Angel

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It seems I have run into an snaffu, I cannot upload any pictures here.   And I had one I wanted to show you so badly.  So I will put the link to where you can see it.  http://www.mr-s-leather.com/images/items/E024_0.jpg  For one I love this place.  I buy a lot of items from this web site.  Isn’t that just beautiful? I love it myself, I want to get one so badly.  I can think of a few people I would love to use it on.

Angel



I love to train my pets to be dogs.  I treat them better actually.  I have a soft spot for dogs.  Plus it’s sexy as hell.  Having one of you always at my feet, eating what scraps I choose to give you.  Petting you behind the ears, letting you out of your cage in the morning.  Mmmmmm.  It makes me smile just thinking about it.

Angel

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 Just when you think it’s safe to leave the house, THIS happens.  Can you imagine a world where you are ruled over by an Alien Giantess.  They hover over your every move, making sure their little puppets comply with their every wish.  And after you are done working your tiny little fingers to the bone all day, at night, they come in droves, taking you from your bed, making you do their bidding.  sci-fi giantess

 

The One And Only,

Mistress Angel

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I love sci-fi calls. I have done many over the years. They intrigue me. Something about a sexy alien coming toward you, you are frightened and scared and just can’t move. You sweat and tremble as it slinks closer and closer, disappearing into the shadows so you lose sight of it. The sound it makes, hushed whisping, a slight growl, sensuous, alluring yet frightening. Then nothing, total silence, dare you move? Dare you make a noise? Slowly you inch backwards only to feel it’s hard body behind you, again the low growl as a spiny hand moves up your leg to your cock….

alien fetish

Stalking you always,

Angel

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over you

Words echo through these walls
Images flash infront of me
Blood running hot
Heart pounding
Nothing can satisfy the urges

Feeling the pain
I try to cry out
Yet blocked from doing so
Heat stings my flesh
Tears falling down my face
The animal within claws
Yearns to be free
These ropes bind me
Leaving me exposed to your gaze
What can I do?

Moments seem to turn to years
Pain becoming pleasure
My spirit soaring high
Muffled cries for more
My submission
Becoming eminent
Nerves on fire
My body begging for release
Yet it comes swiftly
And powerfully
I cry out
Tears falling faster
Moans turn to sobs
Its all over
My mind floating to the surface
A smile on my face
I realize
It’s only the beginning.



Kidnapping and Torture

 

You struggle to breath, you struggle to move, your heart is beating so hard and fast it’s deafening.  Everything is pumping, the adreniline is coursing through your body so fast you ache.  That deep dark primal fear starts to rear it’s head.  You don’t know where you are, you don’t know what is going to happen.  You feel the cold concret beneath your body, you smell death and there is nothing you can do.  The silence is terrifying, the gag in your mouth with the duct tape over it renders you unable to make a sound, then you hear it.  It’s faint at first and as it comes closer your recognize the sound, heels hitting the hard floor.  The heavy door scrapes open, you lift your head from off your cold hard resting place to meet the sound.  I lean down and whipser in your ear, “My my, you must of really pissed someone off my friend.” I stand back up and laugh.  Before I leave the room I turn and say one more thing, “I hope you have a high pain tolerance because you and I, are gonna have some fun.”

Your Mistress Angel

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Angel

My name is Angel, Mistress to you, and welcome and Merry Meet to My new blog. With this blog I hope to inspire, intrigue, enlighten and draw you into this world that is Mine. I am a bit unique as to My methods and Theology concerning a Femdom. I do not believe One must scream or yell to hold you to Me. No, there are other ways. The way One speaks, the tone of One’s voice, the words One uses, all this is what makes Me different to what Other’s may offer. I do not do this for money, I do this out of Love for this lifestyle which I lead. The monetary aspect is secondary, make no mistake, I do NOT need your money, so if you get it in your head that I do, then you would be gravely mistaken. You may be asking yourself, then why does She charge for assignments and other services if money is not Her goal. Would you give away something that you put hard work and dedication into for free? I thought not. If work and time is involved then compensation is expected. That is the way the world works, and the way I do as well.
Before you call Me it would be better if you emailed Me with any requests or to find out if I engage in what your fetish choice is. My limits are very very few, odds are I can lead you down the path you wish to follow. Just to make sure though, email me and let me know.

If you have any question please feel free to email them to me, I do not do long drawn out sessions on IM. My time is valuable and limited, and I will not allow you to prattle on and on about things that do not concern a session.

I am working on the Assignments and Contracts right now, I will post them when they are done and ready for you purchase. Keep checking back to make sure you do not miss your chance to see what is new and exciting.
Blessed Be,

Your Ms. Angel