Don't need to say please to no man for a happy tune.
The voluntary captive The speechless the prisoner Which I hide in my very depths.
A truly submissive woman is to be treasured, cherished and protected for it is only she who can give a man the gift of dominance.
O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended to thrust himself into it. . .
Lovers and mystics are familiar with this sense of grandeur, this taste of joy - in abandoning oneself to the will of others.
A man in love. . . is the master, so it seems, but only if his lady friend permits it! The need to interchange the roles of slave and master for the sake of the relationship is never more clearly demonstrated than in the course of an affair. Never is the complicity between victim and executioner more essential. Even chained, down on her knees, begging for mercy, it is the woman, finally, who is in command. . . the all powerful slave, dragging herself along the ground at her master's heels, is now really the god. The man is only her priest, living in fear and trembling of her displeasure.
To love is to live on the precipice.
But I would say if the Security Council is only relevant if it agrees with the United States, then we have come a long way in a direction that I do not like very much.
Self-sufficiency at home, self-assertion abroad.
Someone's just told me the English are still trying to take over the United States - is that true?
In Japanese art, space assumed a dominant role and its position was strengthened by Zen concepts.