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 ...

To Own Me | An Answer to My Critics

I'm too independent...
I'm too intense...
I'm too deep...
To be on the right side of the slash?

No problem. 
Because I'm not – nor will I ever be – your fucking problem.

I fully acknowledge that I am all the things my many critics have accused me of, and I apologize for none of it.  I can be nothing but my authentic self, and I refuse to restrain myself or be less, so others can be more comfortable with who I am or how I identify.  Fuck you for thinking I should.  

I am a V12.
The Man who chooses to Own me will be able to...  

     Race the shadows of the night.
     Hug the curves life throws us like we're on rails.
     Rocket us in any the direction He seeks.

I am a Lioness.
The Man who dares to Own me will have...

     A fierce protector at His side.
     An apex predator to hunt the world with Him.
     A primal beast under Him to sate His wickedest desires.
     A loyal companion to curl contentedly at His feet.

I am a Force of Nature.
The Man who takes Control of me will have at His command...

     The Earth to ground Him and build Him mountains.
     An Ocean to carry Him to greater depths.
     Fire to warm His soul and feed His lust.
     The Wind at His back to empower His goals.
     A Galaxy of Stars to light His way and navigate the world.

None of these can be handled by a lazy, complacent, or indecisive man.
I encourage my critics to...

     Get a comfortable safe minivan or two from one of the many discount lots around town.
     Rescue a domesticated kitten or five.
     Play in a sandbox.
     Sit in a lawn chair and dangle your feet in a kiddie pool.
     Carefully strike a match.
     Blow bubbles that float on the breeze.
     Leave a nightlight on in the bathroom.

Cuz I am not the fucking one for you.

To harness all I can bring to a relationship requires a thoughtful, competent, self-assured Man who is not easily intimidated or corrupt.  He must have the courage, confidence, and strength to...

     Accept and fully Embrace all that I am.
     Respect and Engage the high performance monster at His fingertips.
     Nurture and Protect the wild animal at His beck and call.
     Honor the elemental power in Service to His will.

To do this would earn Him my utter surrender and reveal all of my softer, more submissive sides.
To do anything less will only destroy all the potential possibilities we are capable of achieving together.

Without fucking apologies,
~DominaKat

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