Reverence of The Marks & Symbols of Ownership

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I spoke of Faith. Now…I’ll kneel to Reverence. Our first date. I stood calmly in His bedroom. Still. Waiting. A lioness’ instinctive understanding short-circuited my usual primal sexual aggression. I knew this man before I knew Him. Though desire and need raged through my veins, my lioness lowered her head in acquiescence to a Power she had known before time began and been searching for this entire lifetime. I waited. Utterly defenseless. To see how He would move. To see what He would want of me. To see which direction He would Lead us. He shifted behind me in the dim light. His first touch. A bold unmistakable Claim. With a deliberate slowness that seemed to last eternity, His fingers dug into my biceps as His teeth sank into my tender flesh where neck meets shoulder. My body gave into His strength. My mind let go of logic. My heart and soul gratefully surrendered to His Demand. I will always feel the echoes of the Marks He gave me in that moment. That was only the beginning. With ...
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Public Consumption

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I have never played in a public club. 
Yes...really.
Reeeeally.
REALLY!!! lol
Trust me...that still missing piece of my journey wasn't due to my lack of desire. But moving on...

I don’t even remember how that fact came up in our conversation. His immediate response completely overshadowed anything that came moments before.  Without hesitation He claimed that rite of passage for His Own.  Damn, I Iove how He absolutely seizes opportunity.  It wasn’t some “someday” bullshit either.  ~sigh~  The decision of when and where came in His next breath.

Now that our visit is only days away, I'm contemplating...

I am an exhibitionist.  No doubt.  But like everything else in kink-land, my depths have never been explored let alone exploited or tested.  No. There is no fear.  My eyes flash at a challenge.  My muscles clench in anticipation.  So much to discover, understand, fucking relish.  Even if I fail, I embrace pride and joy in the experience.  Yet as with all that I do, I'm neither careless nor casual.  I think shit through and enjoy the sharp rush of intellectual edging, but when I explored this next path in my journey, my thoughts quickly became more serious than what some would consider just a kinky roller coaster ride.

I have never knelt to a Man's Dominance for others to witness.  That blatant act of submission has always been private behind closed doors.  In public I'm 5-11 (yeah, that's 6-2 in heels) fierce, proud, confident, don'tgiveaFuck...DominaKat.  Alpha female.  To slip humbly to my knees at His feet...to set aside my Alpha and to show to anyone who chooses to pay attention my intimate submissive surrender to Him…  ~sigh~  Just the thought makes me nearly dizzy. 

The confluence of my strongest emotions waits for me there at His Feet, and the complete shift from one aspect of me to another on such a deep level fascinates me.  My warrior will give Him her pride and strength to be defenseless in front of others.  Yet at the same time, my submissive will bask in feeding His Dominance.  I can’t lie….  There will also be a vicious whiplash of embarrassment felt by my warrior.  That bitch doesn’t do vulnerable to the masses.  My masochist, however, will just lap up all that humiliation.  Fuck…there will be an emotional and mental storm in me.

He, His Dominance, His dark Sadistic Beast will control of every element of that hurricane.

Then I consider…kneeling to Him would only be the fucking beginning.  ~whimper~ 

My body, my submission, my pain have never been put on display to be devoured by an audience of voyeurs. 

My fat ass and heavy breasts haven’t been exposed to a group of men and women.  Yet my pussy gets damp at the thought of seeing the pride and cruelty in His eyes and wondering if I others will get excited at the vision He creates.

No ears other than a lover’s have heard my groans, moans, and cries from the fiery kisses of delicious pain.  My gushing orgasms from the wicked mindfuck and sweet agony have always been a one-on-one affair.  Yet again, can’t fucking deny how much I long to feel His wrath and sate His Beast as others consume my willing victimization.

No one has ever witnessed from afar my complete and utter undoing.
Yet for Him I shall step willingly onto His stage.

The connection and energy between us is already unmistakable, but I wonder just what this night will bring for us. 

Because I think…maybe…possibly…it just may be like adding gasoline to an inferno.

~DominaKat

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