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Writer: Eli DomEli Dom

First it starts with you

Control yourself

Only then you can control what’s in front of you

Especially what’s next to you

Be aware of yourself

So you can be aware of what you have in your hands

So you can be aware of the present that is submission

Because it is so meaningful

More than anything that can be given to you

Body and soul as one in your ha da

And when emotion is involved

Your responsibility increases


Demand as if you are asking

Like saying please

Only with the words from within you

Will you demand everything and then receive it

But also know how to be everything

With the same intensity

And the same measure


Always remember

She is a person

The role she plays is a gift to you

Use your power wisely

Within reason

The person who gave you

The responsibility

Is flesh and blood

With emotions, a soul, energy


Take her to a deep place

Hand in hand

Don’t be fearful

Everything starts with you

With what you put out there

The person by your side is affected by you

So everything starts from the top

From what she hears, your touch

Etched in her mind

And from there it trickles down

To every other organ

You turn on and control


So

Be a teacher, a guide, a friend

Be responsible and caring

And from that place, be a dom

First a person

Set a goal for yourself

To set a record

Go all the way

Because there really is no end


No dom knows

Until he knows

Limits and boundaries are a tool

For balance, trust, and power

Honesty is what fuels

The trust

And helps it grow

And when it grows

The limits grow deeper

Everything becomes deeper

You’re no longer

in shallow waters

The quiet sea becomes turbulent

Winds of passion

And emotions drift like a kite

The desire to please

Becomes pleasurable


Be a dom

But above all

Be a person


By Eli Dom

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