<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140</id><updated>2012-02-12T18:21:28.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampled Rose</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-4589210150130759393</id><published>2012-02-04T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T03:50:30.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know Ayn Rand was a sub.</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who know me understand that Ayn Rand and I part company on many of her philosophical beliefs. However.....I read Atlas Shrugged when I was quite young and although I recognized the passion in the novel, I don't think I was aware until now what Hank was saying to Dagny here....

"...To bring you down to things you cant conceive - and to know that it's
 I who have done it. To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/4589210150130759393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-didnt-know-ayn-rand-was-sub.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/4589210150130759393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/4589210150130759393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-didnt-know-ayn-rand-was-sub.html' title='I didn&apos;t know Ayn Rand was a sub.'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-7524338213600980010</id><published>2012-01-27T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T03:51:27.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>under His forming hands a creature grew....</title><summary type='text'>












Under his forming hands a creature grew,
Man-like, but different sex; so lovely fair
That what seemed fair in all the world, seemed now
Mean, or in her summed up, in her contained,
And in her looks; which from that time infus’d
Sweetness into my heart, unfelt before,
And into all things from her air inspir’d
The spirit of love and amorous delight.

~ John Milton - Paradise Lost ~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/7524338213600980010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/under-his-forming-hands-creature-grew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/7524338213600980010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/7524338213600980010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/under-his-forming-hands-creature-grew.html' title='under His forming hands a creature grew....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-7040147672208879514</id><published>2012-01-22T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:29:16.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The exchange of energy....</title><summary type='text'>

It is so easy to become confused
about the D/s lifestyle when discussing it with a Dom. I haven’t talked to any
women about it but, more times than not, I walk away from a chat with a Dom highly confused. There is no rule
book for a Dominant and no road map that will tell him if he is headed in
the right direction or even if whether the D/s world is for him.  I
will always remain grateful to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/7040147672208879514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/exchange-of-energy_22.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/7040147672208879514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/7040147672208879514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/exchange-of-energy_22.html' title='The exchange of energy....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SBuEMkVzPI/TxvRtTWPYLI/AAAAAAAAANA/InU-ii7_Vd4/s72-c/execution+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-8647554060208309163</id><published>2012-01-13T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:18:34.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of man....</title><summary type='text'>

“For a sub you sure expect to have a lot of input into what you will and won’t do.”  I thought,
great – another controlling, insecure man who thinks he will find some measure of
comfort in the D/s lifestyle. And maybe he will – it just won’t be with me
since I abhor the very concept of the Master/slave arrangement that some D/s
couples adopt. Their vocabulary is sprinkled with terms like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/8647554060208309163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-kind-of-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/8647554060208309163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/8647554060208309163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-kind-of-man.html' title='What kind of man....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1frFSvfF5YI/TxnL9Z1MMOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1zPKjW8x9aM/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-2004111435458450471</id><published>2012-01-07T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:28:51.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sights and sounds which speak to my soul...</title><summary type='text'>


 



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/2004111435458450471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/sights-and-sounds-which-speak-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/2004111435458450471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/2004111435458450471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2012/01/sights-and-sounds-which-speak-to-my.html' title='Sights and sounds which speak to my soul...'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-1960595931664575096</id><published>2011-10-09T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T02:36:09.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There comes a time....</title><summary type='text'>For anyone who is following this blog....
There are events in this world that sometimes take precedence over my personal sex life. This is one of those times.
See you after the revolution.
~The Rose ~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/1960595931664575096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-comes-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/1960595931664575096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/1960595931664575096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-comes-time.html' title='There comes a time....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-3436356283118737023</id><published>2011-09-06T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:03:01.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The still point of the turning world</title><summary type='text'>
"….At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;

Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,

But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity 

Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards

Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,

There would be no dance, and there is only the dance."

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/3436356283118737023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-point-of-turning-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/3436356283118737023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/3436356283118737023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-point-of-turning-world.html' title='The still point of the turning world'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcK0mAm4Bkc/TwlBp0xvhhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/X8yIkOdBxhI/s72-c/pablowsandrainair.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-783624744343232012</id><published>2011-07-24T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:39:57.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coaxing....</title><summary type='text'>
I believe I mentioned in an earlier post how the best Doms are the ones who are able to coax their sub to follow them wherever they want to go. It is unfortunate that more Doms don’t have this particular brand of finesse but this is an example of coaxing at its finest…




If sometimes I was greedy for your wetness and wanted you on top of me fucking my mouth would you always oblige?

After I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/783624744343232012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/coaxing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/783624744343232012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/783624744343232012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/coaxing.html' title='Coaxing....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9sPR6IEpI/TwkxU7IwOhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/R7skNMOYxYs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-215185843480924469</id><published>2011-07-18T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:28:05.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a poem....</title><summary type='text'>








      You smell my scent of desire

I smelled your fear

         Disentangling 

                   You said

              Almost, you did 

         

           After seductions crafted

    enticed 

 coaxed

            Brought promise

            To your feet






An angel come unhinged

             Hungry

       Greedy

      Melding with your rhythm

Melting through your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/215185843480924469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/215185843480924469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/215185843480924469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-poem.html' title='Just a poem....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7RxCJKtbHg/TiQIwLiBG-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-NCxS2QIsfE/s72-c/3f2aa-bite_black_and_white_sex_b_w_couple_erotic_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-6913359278428702658</id><published>2011-07-10T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T04:15:24.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light as the Breeze</title><summary type='text'>
There is more to me than just my willingness to submit. I have been addicted to music and the visual arts all of my life and have discovered during my search for the beauty in life that whether it be through paintings, film, or live performances, these arts have the ability to express all of our thoughts, dreams and desires which, when navigating our psyches, can become our comfort, our compass.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/6913359278428702658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/light-as-breeze_6310.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/6913359278428702658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/6913359278428702658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/light-as-breeze_6310.html' title='Light as the Breeze'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31KN-EP5HoI/Twt77R2byYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V47xXPg9GS8/s72-c/klimt.danae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-3956196002956665322</id><published>2011-07-10T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:07:31.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bondage</title><summary type='text'>



As I was attempting to work through the psychological aspects of the D/s relationship, it came to me in a flash; it is all about the release of what we were conditioned to believe. Some women can do this without a look back, I couldn’t. The subliminal message while I was growing up was that sex was a duty for a woman; something which was to be viewed as sinful, wrong and, worst of all, dirty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/3956196002956665322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/bondage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/3956196002956665322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/3956196002956665322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/bondage.html' title='Bondage'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1KK4W9cVcy8/Twkep3By4fI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AxaSPONv4II/s72-c/tumblr_lgeazjvghh1qg7xwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-5429953377974442801</id><published>2011-07-07T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:19:17.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call it what it really is....</title><summary type='text'>
 I was having a conversation with a friend today where we were discussing the Dominants in my life, now and in the past. I was trying to explain to him the difference between all of these encounters; the ones who lasted an evening or the ones where we decided we liked each other enough to devote a considerable amount of time to discovering why. After he said he would like to hear my thoughts on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/5429953377974442801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/call-it-what-it-really-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/5429953377974442801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/5429953377974442801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/call-it-what-it-really-is.html' title='Call it what it really is....'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ypNHLtSufs/Tw683rXDblI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1z_kmz63W0w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-5631390938084845938</id><published>2011-07-03T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:55:06.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the bedroom door...</title><summary type='text'>




Back-up, stop, erase…It would be a far less messy story if my journey really did begin with that dream. Although the story of the erotic rose really happened, it took far too long to find that man and get to that time where I was given the permission without judgment to embrace my sexuality.



In only makes sense that women have a much more difficult time understanding their sexuality than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/5631390938084845938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-bedroom-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/5631390938084845938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/5631390938084845938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-bedroom-door.html' title='At the bedroom door...'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUetcbOCPfI/Tw6792ebyjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QdVJascFUrQ/s72-c/-red--ginura--%257E-Erotic-Desires-%257E--naked-woman--arena--black-%2526-white_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-2373558718205114622</id><published>2011-07-01T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:33:22.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and White World.</title><summary type='text'>....should it be white or black tonight



                                for his world of only right
        and wrong
no gray
 
        white
pure
           chaste
  only the innocent
          no

                       not white




black
                
                                                                  light - absent                                   
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/2373558718205114622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/black-and-white-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/2373558718205114622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/2373558718205114622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/07/black-and-white-world.html' title='Black and White World.'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxPR2rp08Ao/Tg5QNSW-L1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/UBRJxCSLfJo/s72-c/img-thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164936259626571140.post-8337969475000064724</id><published>2011-07-01T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:59:40.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erotics of the Rose</title><summary type='text'>
Hello everyone who has found their way to my blog. My hope is that any of you who are curious about the D/s lifestyle will follow me on my journey of discovery. But first things, first - I have received several comments regarding the name of this blog. For any of you who are wondering, the name is a metaphor within a metaphor, has deep personal meaning to me but has nothing to do with childhood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/feeds/8337969475000064724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/06/erotics-of-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/8337969475000064724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164936259626571140/posts/default/8337969475000064724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trampled-rose.blogspot.com/2011/06/erotics-of-rose.html' title='Erotics of the Rose'/><author><name>The Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414497257271124169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBLjQPslMg/Txf5yey0IfI/AAAAAAAAALo/WIZS6biVPrA/s220/14_05_2009_0912994001242292959_tomas-rucker_53582205.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sY_qt1M6brQ/TwtOBlmJAgI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xWN6YkrQGBU/s72-c/roseoflife-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
