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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Baby...Baabay...BAAABAAY!

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I'll always think of you
Inside of my private thoughts
I can imagine you
Touching my private parts
With just the thought of you
I can't help but touch myself
That's why I want you so bad
Just one night of
Moonlight with you there beside me
All night doin' it again and again
You know I want you so bad
Baby baby baby baby (baby baby baby baby)


Oh I get so high
When I'm around you baby
I can touch the sky
You make my temperature rise
You're makin' me high
Oh baby baby baby baby


Can't get my mind off you
I think I might be obsessed
The very thought of you
Makes me want to get undressed
I want to be with you
In spite of what my heart says
I guess I want you too bad
All I want is
Moonlight with you there beside me
All night doin' it again and again
You know I want you so bad
Baby baby baby (baby baby baby baby)

Oh I get so high
When I'm around you baby
I can touch the sky
You make my temperature rise
You're makin' me high
Oh (baby baby baby baby)

I want to feel your heart and soul inside of me
Let's make a deal you roll, I lick
And we can go flying into ecstasy
Oh darlin' you and me
Light my fire
Blow my flame
Take me, take me, take me away
Moonlight with you there beside me
All night doin' it again and again
You know I want you so bad
Baby baby baby (baby baby baby baby)

<chorus>


Mmmmmm...what is that magic He has that tempts me still so deeply?  The sight of Him softens me at my core no matter how fierce I'm feeling.  Then...when His hand slips around to grip my neck ever so slightly...thought...reason...no, everydamnthing simply disappears.  His Magic.  My every molecule waits on His command.  On His very next breath.  HIM...that's all I know. Oh I get so high.  With just the slightest touch, I'm so completely His it should fuckin terrify me.

At the smallest hint of desire from Him I'm wet and resisting the urge to spread my legs and arch by back.  The very thought of Him makes me want to get undressed.  My need for Him is always just below the surface...waiting...reaching for Him.  I want to feel His heart and Soul INSIDE of me.

Since the moment my eyes took Him in it has been this way.  Illogical.  Unreasonable.  Truly primal, unexplainable, and spiritual.  It just is.  No matter what is going on surrounding us, I want nothing more than for Him...

To claim His property in any way He chooses.
To shove His whore to her place under Him.
To take His woman in Hand by His side.
To bring His submissive to her resting place at His feet.
To Lead His lioness where ever.

Take me.  Take me.  Take me away.

~sigh~

My control is slipping.  I've begun to believe in Him.  I'm starting to understand just how deep this fucking runs.  I now wonder just how far this might go.

I'm rambling...

My fingers twitch to unfasten all His damn buttons, and my tongue longs to taste His skin.  My skin craves His heat.  My body aches for His pain.  My holes beg for Him to drive into me with His relentless uncontrolled passion that both punishes and frees us both.  All night doin it again and again.

Shit.

Light my fire.  Blow my flame.
Yes...yes...
Baby...Baaby...BAABAAY!
~DominaKat

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