Rachel laughed and shook her head.<span style="color: #0000ff">"oh don't even start with that crap. most of my tribe, including me lived in and grew up in one room tents and that never stopped my father from making more siblings and it never hurt me any, my problems came way later."</span>she put the blade back in the forge to switch to the other.<span style="color: #0000ff">"keep pumping, the billows cannot rest. everyone is haunted by someone or something. mortal, immortal, Dragon, Eternal, god or goddess... we all have ghosts that we must learn to live with. Eternal hybrids are haunted because of issues involving their powers. normal mortals are haunted by problems caused by their powerlessness. I'm immortal and haunted by the manner in which i attained my powers and so much more afterward. those who learn to process their traumas go on to be happy. those who bottle it up, deny or ignore their problems become ever more miserable as time goes on."</span>having hammered the entire time she spoke she slid the blade back into the fire and looked at him.<span style="color: #0000ff">"the question is. are you brave enough to face your past or will you run from it and let it eat you alive?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"that's the thing, it can't be an act. if you're going to choose objectification as your main form of dominance then during sex you have to treat my body like a pretty, posable sex toy and cum receptacle. if i believe you then my kinks will do most of the work both for arousal and pleasure. I'm an open book as far as sexuality and fetishes... i haven't hidden anything." </span>she took the bite with a happy shudder and nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"oh, yeah... i don't have nearly enough work to keep me busy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>