In Tatters

I knelt at His feet in the utter mess I’d made. My struggle to succeed was stark. No one had ever seen me so disheveled…in such embarrassing circumstances. As He cleaned me up for the second time two minutes, I looked up to meet His steady gaze and tried to gauge his reaction. Disgust at another disastrous, completely unimpressive act of service? Frustrated at my inability to get it together? Sadistically amused at another ridiculous unglamorous predicament I’d once again found myself in? I knew he was taking in every fucking minute detail of the wreck before Him and squirreling it away in the vault of His mind, but what did He feel? His stoic expression offered me no hint. Without comment He stood firm in front of me. Fuckin unwavering. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t stepped back. I swear He may have even leaned in. As soon as I’d semi-collected myself, I began my third attempt even as I tried in vain to push the remaining proof of my ineptitude out of view, hoping it would simply

Come To Me

When demands exceed limits.
And life’s pressures take their toll.
When You are ready to crumble.
Against Your battle with endless chaos.

Come to me.
Your sacred whore.

Our ritual will heal You.
Expel Your Demons.
Strengthen Your resolve.
In me you will find Your peace and solace.

Come to me.
Your sacred whore.

Transfer Your agony to me.
Deliver it to my willing body.
I will absorb Your pain and frustrations.
My whimpers, moans, and cries will ease your burden.

Come to me.
Your sacred whore.

Confess at my plump breasts.
Worship the Divine at my round soft ass.
Do penance between my pale spread thighs.
Sink into my hot wet Heaven.

Come to me.
Your sacred whore.

Close Your eyes and simply pray.
Pray.
Pray.
Feel where Heaven and Earth collide in us.

Come to me.
Your sacred whore. 

I will cleanse Your soul. 
And You back together to face the world.
~DominaKat

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