The 9 Service Languages | Intensive Session Wrap Up Thoughts

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On Sunday, I wrapped up my first small group FULL INTENSIVE workshop that spanned 6+ hours over the course of 2 days. Anyone who has sat through my Intro class knows, The 9 Service Languages is a fucking BIG IDEA! When I first launched my class, I naively believed it could be tackled in a typical 90-minute or 2-hour session. I quickly learned that was impossible and that few platforms (cons, orgs, mtgs) had the ability to hold space for me and attendees to get DEEP in the weeds of WIITWD as it relates to Service. I am PROFOUNDLY HONORED that @S-O-C—the Service Oriented Conference—reached out to me earlier this year to be a part of their inaugural Intensive Program. They were the perfect partner with the perfect target audience for an Intensive of The 9 Service Languages of Authority Transfer Relationships/Dynamics. The session allowed me to work with a small group as we got our hands dirty, dissecting where, when, how, and why we do Service and considered ways to adjust, tweak, evol...
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The Need to Worship

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Most days I handle business like a champ and get done what needs to get done if not more.  Then there are other days.  Today is/was one of those days.  The ONLY thing that consumes my mind is having THAT dick in my mouth.  Not for just a few minutes.  Naaaa...I want His dick in my mouth for fucking hours.

I.
Fucking.
Crave...

The sight of Him hard and ready, silently demanding I get to work like a good whore.

That first sexy earthy taste of Him on my greedy tongue.

The feel of that baby soft skin stretched tight over blood-flooded dick as it slides through my hungry lips.

The intoxicating scent of Him as my nose presses up against His base while I try to breathe with the head of His dick jammed down my throat. 

The sound...oh fuck yessss...those sloppy, messy, nasty sounds of suction and saliva when I release His head, the slurps of the excess spit drenching His meat, of gags and coughs after He grabs a fist of my hair and holds himself against the back of my throat for way longer than I can cope with gracefully, 

All.
Of.
THAT.  

I need with an urgency that borders on desperate...  

To drag my lips across His rigid flesh.
To lick and taste His very essence.
To bath Him with my hot tongue.
To nibble at that sensitive head.
To nuzzle against that soft dark pubic hair.

To hollow my cheeks around His warm full width.
To tease my teeth lightly along His shaft.
To flick my tongue against Him in the most primitive of dances.
To suck and swallow the length of Him again and again and again—over and over until I lose track of time.
To gag and choke as I sacrifice my very breath for His pleasure.

I need...

To surrender myself at the alter between His legs.
To fucking worship Him and His dick.
With my devotion and my prayers and my tears.
Until He baptizes my mouth and my throat and my spirit.
In the hot river of cum I swallow.  

And there...

Resting against His steady thigh.
With my damp cheeks, bruised mouth, and smiling, cum-stained lips.
His fist still in my hair.
Look up at His contentment, and
Thank Him for the pleasure of serving Him.
~DominaKat

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