Reverence of The Marks & Symbols of Ownership

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 ...

Why I March Tomorrow

Tomorrow millions in the world will celebrate, but tomorrow is not MY day.  I am white cis gender essentially straight woman.  So why am I planning to be in Manhattan and march in NYC Pride Parade?

I will march because I wholeheartedly believe that love is love and should be celebrated and normalized.

I will march so that my children and maybe their children can live whatever lives they choose on THEIR terms not the narrow minded terms of others.

I will march for my friends and family who can't march or who won't march because they are rightfully too worried about consequences should their lifestyle be public.  

I will march to support my family, my friends, and strangers who are stunningly beautiful and fiercely brave as their LGBTQ+ selves.

I will march for sexual freedom, for alternative relationship styles, for kinky lifestyles. 

I will march in solidarity with the broader NYC kink community and extended family that I am firmly a part of who will be scattered throughout the parade.

I will march because this amazing city is where PRIDE fucking began with defiance.

I will march in rebelliousness and opposition to oppressive political, religious, and societal views that for some illogical reason continue to try to criminalize and make immoral love, sex, and affection between consenting adults.

I will march because my body is not the government's or religion's to control.

I will march because FUCK CHEETO boy.

I will march because I'm not well behaved and do not stand in the shadows for what I believe in.

I will march because I take PRIDE in being an LGBTQ+ ally.

I will march for those I love, respect, and admire.

I will march because I can where many others still cannot.
~DominaKat

UPDATE/Transparency: Despite my very BEST intentions and prepping in every way I could, after 4 hours (1 hour to catch a glimpse of the parade and get to our spot in line and 3 hours waiting to step off) I headed home. The heat and I do not get along like we used to since I suffered an incident of heat exhaustion three years ago, and there was no way I could have made it the additional 3 hours needed before our group eventually took their place in the parade. To all of those stuck through the end, SERIOUS ~HAT TIP~!!!

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