I've decided. I had a full, active, life, but I can never fill the vacancy left by Talen. I'm joining him in about half an hour.

Good-bye. See you some day.

We gathered yesterday, my sister and her daughter, myself and my daughter, and spread Talen's ashes in the ocean. Talen loved all of us. Not with the same love, but with the love we needed and desired.

He had a playful sadistic streak that he loved to satisfy when I was bound and couldn't even squirm. He loved to run the big hitachi over me until I couldn't scream anymore and couldn't even beg for mercy. So wonderful. "Marie" would beg for the same loving from Talen, but he showed Marie that her path to that lovely state of little demise was intense anal stimulation. Our regret is that their daughter will never know her father except through our memories and our albums.

Talen and my sister married shortly after I became Talen's property. Though Sonya knew that Talen owned me, we we're never comfortable enough to share with each other our experience with the man we love, until last night. We cried in each other's arms for hours.

I still have not decided if I can continue this life without Talen. I feel such emptiness inside and it hurts.