Are You the One? (Her Gift)

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She stands before You, birthday suit glistening in the heat of passion, head held high, eyes lowered, with shoulders back showing her pert hard nipples wanting to be the perfect gift. She stands at attention. She stands the vision of the perfect submissive slut, waiting for You. The gift she gives is herself. The look in her eyes, if You but grasp her chin and raise it, would tell You she was Yours. The lips, sometimes pouty, sometimes smiley, sometimes passion filled, are a lush red, full, tender and kissable. The cheeks glow from her inner beauty, and have dimples that form when she grins, masking a perfect blush. This You would see if You lifted her trembling chin and looked into the face of the gift handed to You, willingly, desiring to please You in all ways. If You wished to see the depth of feeling, lift the chin and look into her very heart, and soul and see the love blossom under Your touch. She is the vision of desire, the vision of submissiveness, the vision of an angel sent to do Your bidding.

She stands before You, back straight, butt cheeks round and ready for spankings. She stands tall, proud of her nature, proud of her desire to serve, proud to open her heart to You, proud to have You want her tender, loving heart. she stands tall and sure, happy on her choices, happy to be Yours and be called Yours. Her heart, the open book, stands ready to open herself to new adventures and new lessons as she waits for Your command, ready to tell the most intimate details of herself, details she knows no one else knows, details she may not even know exist herself until she finds them. The book written in her heart is her very self, her gift, her treasure, told only to You, if You but reach out and take it.

She stands, secure, but scared deep inside, weeping, wondering if You are the One who can break through her fears and make her face them, own them and deal with them. She stands, wanting to offer herself to You, but not sure how to take that step. She stands, tall, knowing that there is One who can do it, One that can take her gift and Own it, making her face herself so she can serve You, so she can follow the dreams and desires and make them become part of Yours. She stands, tall, waiting for the right move to assure her all will be well, and will be taken, then returned 10 fold as she gives herself to become One with the One that is for her.

Are You the One, she whispers, looking away as she stands straight, tall and willing. Are You the One who can take my gift? She stands waiting, wishing, desiring, wanting, fearing, shaking, and excited all at once, waiting for You to prove Yourself to her and taking her to those new heights, new discoveries, new hopes and new dreams, taking her to that special sub space that her One will be able to take her to.... Are You the One whispers her heart, as she stands tall, at attention, looking the vision of the submissive that You are seeking, the submissive You will take into Your own heart as Yours, the submissive that will please You beyond all hope, beyond even Your wildest dreams, if You but take her hand, and show her the way to open her heart and give You her gift.
IS THIS GIFT YOURS?

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