Morning Prayer & Worship

I Worshipped and Prayed at His Dick this morning. The world fell away, and only our bodies and souls mattered. Us. His whore in Service at the Alter of Him. His touch nearly brought me to tears. His words broke my mind and left me wet and whimpering. His soothing Pain…humbled me with its searing Blessing. He set free His whore, and she lost herself in Him. The soul-stealing orgasm He ripped from me wasn’t greed. It was my uncontrollable pleasure and joy and love of us.  Of Him.  I was…undone.  His Name tumbling from my lips in a Sacred Prayer of Devotion and Thanks. My mind…His. My body…His. My heart and soul…His. His. His. His. As I stared into the mirror, riding and worshipping Him, the sight of my irrevocable surrender felt like only the beginning of what He will continue to Claim, Use, and Take as His. An hour later and my knees and thighs still tremble, but it is the trembling in my chest that shatters me. He is my Everything. My World.  My God. ~DominaKat

My Best Relationship

I've loved.
I've been in love.
Mmmmmm...I've been in lust!

I've been fucked poorly, rarely, well, passionately, and with earth-shattering pleasure that rendered me senseless.
There's been a handful of one night stands, a sprinkling of short tepid time-killers, and a handful of long deep relationships.
Of those long ones...one faded, one bruised my pride, and two broke my heart.
I even did marriage once, but that nearly destroyed my soul.

With some I Topped.  In others I bottomed.
I Dominated.
I submitted.
I've been Owned.

I've been left, abused, lied to, cheated on, neglected, and abandoned.
I've walked away in peace, in resignation, in resolute conviction, in fire and fury, in relief.
I've been hated, stalked, condemned, and I've been adored, worshipped, cherished, and loved.

Even after all of that and forty some years, I'm still never quite convinced I know what I'm doing relationship-wise or if I'll ever get it right, except in one instance.

That one...
~sigh~

It's been the most trying, most fascinating, most demanding, and most complicated.  The roller coaster ride has been an adventure that has traveled the country and through many people's lives.  During the darkest of days that relationship left me devastated and on my knees gasping for air at the pain.  It's also filled me with so much barely-contained joy that it was all I could do not to dance down 5th Avenue.  Yet for all of the challenges and mistakes, I can honestly say it's still my best relationship yet.  Given my track record, it likely always will be.

Who was it with?

Myself.  ")

No matter what your role, your gender, your sexuality, your relationship status with others...the most important relationship you will EVER have is the one with yourself.

It isn't automatic.  In a world where a million mind-numbing distractions are always at your fingertips, too many ignore themselves instead of putting in the intentional effort to dig deep and face both the brutal and beautiful truths that lay beneath the surface.  It's surprising how much work it is, but the rewards are exponential when you genuinely get to know your mind, body, and soul and learn how to treat yourself with kindness, compassion, honesty, and integrity.

Eventually, no matter what you've been through, you can find peace, hope, happiness, and love for yourself.  Until you find those things for yourself, you won't be able to find those in any other relationship.

Somehow...many of us miss that vital truth to our existence.

Thankfully, I didn't.
~DominaKat

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