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Master - The Alpha Wolf
A fresh, fluffy blanket of snow had fallen in the wee hours as we
slept
and now
the morning
sun played on the little ice crystals that bent its rays into rainbow
colors.
Everything was
piled with rounded mounds of cake icing. Our window seat afforded the
most
beautiful view
of the woods cloaked in its ermine finery.
As I sat there with a hot cup of tea, a large gray wolf loped into
view
and
stopped to stare at
me through the window. I knew without a doubt that I was privileged
to
see the
pack's
alpha male. Just then, you quietly entered the room and stood
watching
me.
Suddenly, I
made the connection....Master....alpha wolf....Master wolf....of
course!
Yes....the wolf....the
man....so alike in the dominance of their worlds.
Their stance is the first thing I
notice....sure....steady....controlled....yet
controlling.
Then their eyes....riveting....unwavering....mesmerizing....certain
of
their
dominance....yet not
unkind.
They guard and protect....fiercely....their homes....mates....to the
well-being of
all.
As leaders, they carry heavy
burdens....responsibilities....decisions.
Their role as providers takes different courses....hunting for the
wolf....working
to earn a
living
for the man....yet both bring food and home.
Discipline is meted out when necessary with a look...a touch....even
a
heavy
hand
occasionally.
Master is like that. He uses his hands and voice to hold, but never
harms his
sub.
Both are communicators....with voice....looks....body language.
Faithfulness and loyalty are their trademarks....an inherent
necessity
to their
dominance.
Yes, although their styles may be different, they are the same....my
Master and
the alpha
wolf.
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4 Freedoms Erotica