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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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Faith Arisen

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“…She is MINE.” I stood stunned. THAT moment—the force of His words, His tone, His expression, His unapologetic lack of deference to polite societal vanilla norms—is forever branded on my soul. I’d never heard Him say those words to anyone. I’ve never heard anyone say those words. Not about me. Even when someone spoke those words about another, it never sounded like THAT. His fierce, unwavering conviction and open Claim of me was absolute. An irrevocable Law that anyone in His orbit must understand, accept, and Honor. For months, His stoic logic and reason have been moving some of the most fundamental tectonic plates of me. These words weren’t analytical. These words didn’t speak to my mind. They bypassed the analytical and struck the fault lines of my soul.  They called to my lioness. In that moment, she heard and saw the Primal Man roar His inherent Dominance and Authority over me, and His primal Claim set off a seismic shift that began with her instinctive and visceral surr...
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Morning Prayer & Worship

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I Worshipped and Prayed at His Dick this morning. The world fell away, and only our bodies and souls mattered. Us. His whore in Service at the Alter of Him. His touch nearly brought me to tears. His words broke my mind and left me wet and whimpering. His soothing Pain…humbled me with its searing Blessing. He set free His whore, and she lost herself in Him. The soul-stealing orgasm He ripped from me wasn’t greed. It was my uncontrollable pleasure and joy and love of us.  Of Him.  I was…undone.  His Name tumbling from my lips in a Sacred Prayer of Devotion and Thanks. My mind…His. My body…His. My heart and soul…His. His. His. His. As I stared into the mirror, riding and worshipping Him, the sight of my irrevocable surrender felt like only the beginning of what He will continue to Claim, Use, and Take as His. An hour later and my knees and thighs still tremble, but it is the trembling in my chest that shatters me. He is my Everything. My World.  My God. ~DominaKat
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