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 ...

Lose Control

Music has always fed my soul, but I'm embarrassed to admit how much I've lost touch with it.  The last six months, I've purposely opened myself up again to cultivate its unique love, passion, and joy in my life.  Often it's those closest to me who lead me to tracks that speak so deeply to me.  This one?  Compliments of my sister, Bastet.

~sigh~ From the first line, it gripped me by the throat and said, "Bitch, listen."  The storytelling of a passion without logic or reason that strips any scrap of pride from the soul...left me hypnotized, lost in a memory I can still barely wrap my mind around.  

Only one Man has ever inspired in me this kind of soul-tumbling, pride-bruising complete loss of control.  He's the first to ever bring my lioness fully to the surface under Him, scattering all my logic, all my intentions, all my slick little cute moves...leaving only a primal hungry reasonless beast growling in a heat and lust so complete I couldn't remember my fucking name as I ground down on His dick enraptured.  There...in that moment...I offered a glimpse of my truth I wasn't ready to share and gave a surrender I wasn't prepared to give but always longed to find.  I can't lie...I am at that Man's fucking mercy.  ~sigh~ Fuck me.

Stealing a playbook from one of my Board of Directors, I've altered the lyrics below to better suit my experience, but listen for yourself and see if you can relate...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkOpwodhROI . 
Color change = holy fucking fuck, THAT!

All I know is...when it's like this, ya can't fight it.  It will be what it will be.
~DominaKat

Lose Control | Teddy Swims

Something's got a hold of me lately
No, I don't know myself anymore
Feels like my walls are all fallin down
And the devil's walkin through my door, whoa

Out of my mind, 
How many times
Did I tell you 
I'm no good at waiting for You?

Yeah, it's taking a toll on me,
Trying my best to keep
From tearing the skin off my bones,
Don't you know

Lose
Control
When you're right next to me

I'm falling apart right in front of you,
Can't you see?

I
Lose
Control
When you're right next to me

Yeah, you're stealing my heart, baby
You make a mess of me

Problematic,
problem is I want your body like a fiend,
Like a bad habit
Bad habit's hard to break when I'm with you
Yeah, I know, I could do it on my own
But I want that real full moon black magic and it takes two

Problematic,
Problem is when I'm with you, I'm an addict
And I need some relief,
My skin in your teeth
Can't see the forest through the trees
Got me down on my knees,
Darling please, oh

Lose 
Control
When you're inside of me
I'm falling apart right in front of you, 
Can't you see?

I
Lose 
Control
When you're inside of me
Yeah, you're stealing my heart, baby
You make a mess of me, yeah

Lose 
Control
When you're right here with me
I'm falling apart right in front of you,
Can't you see?

I
Lose 
Control
When you're right here with me, mhm
Yeah, you're stealing my heart, baby
You make a mess of me

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