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Reverence of The Marks & Symbols of Ownership

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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 ...
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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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My First Paddling

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From the beginning of my jump down the lifestyle rabbit hole, paddles were hard limits.  Nothing about those thick wood implements ever felt right.  Wood is beautiful.  As homes, furniture, accents the natural fibers sing to me.  However, physicality, my skin was not drawn to the energy.  Mentally and emotionally, what I didn't comprehend until recently was that the entire interaction of paddling felt like...TOO MUCH power exchange, too deep of submission. The surrender too…absolute.  Instinctively given the relationships I held over the years, everything in me would state definitively, "Hell the fuck no," and over the first thirteen years of kink and masochism, never once was I tempted or even curious. Until Him. Then that first night…well morning actually, I took from Him what no Man had ever given me.  My first kiss of a paddle (as well as many other things I never realized I needed.).  He sent me to my fucking knees with a single swat. Knees q...
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