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I knelt at His feet in the utter mess I’d made. My struggle to succeed was stark. No one had ever seen me so disheveled…in such embarrassing circumstances. As He cleaned me up for the second time two minutes, I looked up to meet His steady gaze and tried to gauge his reaction. Disgust at another disastrous, completely unimpressive act of service? Frustrated at my inability to get it together? Sadistically amused at another ridiculous unglamorous predicament I’d once again found myself in? I knew he was taking in every fucking minute detail of the wreck before Him and squirreling it away in the vault of His mind, but what did He feel? His stoic expression offered me no hint. Without comment He stood firm in front of me. Fuckin unwavering. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t stepped back. I swear He may have even leaned in. As soon as I’d semi-collected myself, I began my third attempt even as I tried in vain to push the remaining proof of my ineptitude out of view, hoping it would simply

MsC | 1st Post Con Thoughts

I've been home less than 24 hours. While the long drive home yesterday gave me time to contemplate, I'm still chewing on the unexpected direction of my 1st MsC experience. I'd ASSUMED those four days in Maryland would re-inspire my desire for an M-type in my life and the softer side of me that few folks see. Instead, every aspect of the Master/slave Conference reinforced my current solo journey and my fierce Lioness.  LOL Don't jump to conclusions. Yeah...I know most of you did!!! My solo journey is NOT a bad thing at ALL! In fact I will be taking up that POV over the next year.  Okay, more dick in my life absolutely WOULD be appreciated, but that's a different topic...kinda.  The truth is being unowned property the last few years has been nothing short of fucking PHENOMENAL! I've grown exponentially in my knowledge and understanding of self as well as the Lifestyle. I've evolved my surrender beyond a singular person to include Community Service and my own

CLASS WRITE UP | The Journey from Ally to Advocate to Warrior for Marginalized Communities within Kink & Leather

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Title  |  The Journey from Ally to Advocate to Warrior for Marginalized Communities within Kink & Leather Format  | Lecture-Based Presentation with Slide Deck Duration  | 90-120m (w/Q&A) Target Audience  | Beginner-Intermediate-Advanced  Individuals in the Lifestyle Event Organizers  Conference Committees  Non-Profit/Organizational Boards Whether you are passionate about Social Justice and Equity for the BIPOC Community, Women's Rights, LGBTQA++ Rights, Transgender Rights, Mental Health, Neurodiversity, Learning Disabilities, Physical Disabilities, Body Positivity, Ageism to name a few...this class is for YOU. Description  | Ask a member of any Marginalized Community to name an Ally—either an individual or organization—within The Lifestyle, and their likely answer will simply be a blank stare.  The sad truth is that most who consider themselves Allies do not understand (nor been taught) the fundamentals of The Journey to Allyship, let alone the path to Advocacy or the steps

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To a New Decade!

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I woke this morning near dawn to close, vicious streaks of lightning and a crack of thunder, ripping through my NYC neighborhood that sounded like the street and earth had opened to swallow the building next door.  With eyes barely opened, I smiled and laughed.  A perfect fucking omen to begin this day as I cross over into a new decade.  Electricity licked my skin and left a metallic spice in the air.  Yes...Mother fuckers are gonna feel THIS BEAUTIFUL STORM! Get ready, folks.  It's gonna be one helluva ride!  ~wicked grin~ ~DominaKat

TES Fest | an Ugly Confession & the Dawn of Rediscovery

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Series | TES Fest 2022 Essay #4 |  an Ugly Confession & the Delight of Rediscovery CONFESSION | Somewhere in the last 18+ months I lost all feelings of sexiness.  Actually it's worse than than that.  I no longer felt attractive, I couldn't quite recognize my own body movements, and I flat out didn't feel comfortable in my own skin.  It was almost as if I'd lost complete connection with my physical self. Just typing all those words is difficult.  I feel like I failed myself somehow even though when I look back I see so many personal triumphs.  I'd mentioned elements of the issue a few times to a handful of folks, but no one seemed to be able to relate, and it's only in writing this post and looking back that I can truly perceive the depth of the issue. There's no way to cover in a single post everything that transpired between the Fall of 2020 and March of 2022, but I believe many factors contributed to my lost physical connection. A 7-month hibernation d

TES Fest 2022 | Vendors & My Groaning Wallet

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Series | TES Fest 2022 Essay #3 | Vendors & My Groaning Wallet FINALLY...a week later, I finish UNPACKING from TES Fest!  Unlike packing, this process allowed me to unwrap, touch, and/or play with all the goodies I brought home with me, so there were little bursts of joy to carry me through the week as I emptied one bag and then another.  ") I'd purchased a number of custom pieces over the last 2 1/2 years from folks like Whispers of Fire Fet | Website , Whips by Axel Fet | Website , Toolworks Chicago Fet | Website , and UniqueKink Fet | Website , so my S&M Toolbox was VERY well set.  Yes...Kinky Retail Therapy during the pandemic was a thing for me...don't judge. lol Knowing my toolbox was already too damn big to take with me any-fucking-where anymore, my Lifestyle spending for 2022 was going to focus more on gear.  After all, I AM doing the Con/Run thing now!  Gotta show up and represent, right???  I'd browsed the TES Fest Vendor websites, but meh...only

TES Fest 2022 | Connecting & RE-Connecting to Kink/Leather Humanity

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Series | TES Fest 2022 Essay #2 | Connecting & RE-Connecting to Kink/Leather Humanity I had planned to leave at Noon, but to be perfectly honest, Thursday morning I was completely unmotivated to go to TES Fest.  I was sick of fucking packing the ridiculous amount of things needed for a con, the commute was going to suck ass as I had to traverse at least THREE boroughs before I'd just get to Jersey, and quite honestly the thought of hanging around 500+ people held zero appeal.   Despite my extroverted ways in NYC during the three years prior to the pandemic, I am a natural introvert.  Passions and curiosity drive me to extrovert.  However when it comes to the Lifestyle, I'm less curious after 12 years in and traveling many miles on my journey.  Plus my demisexual nature combined with my current solo journey has left my internal passion in a state of cold embers.  More classes with no significant other to practice with held no interest...zilch, nada, NONE. Then there's th