Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Duality's Suffering

The cage door slips as the hinges wear. So hard to keep my monster buried. 

The physical pain and need. 
The mental noise surrounding me. 
The emotions overwhelm. 

The anger vibrates through me. 
The weak vulnerability chokes me with unshed tears. 

I can't even tell what I need as I ricochet through the day. 

To fight and claw until I'm a broken heap at His feet?
To surrender helplessly to His humiliation and use?
To curl sweetly under His shadow?
To reject once more the whorish bitch in her locked kennel?

Fuck. 
What will quell the...
Need?

Breathe. 
Breathe. 
Breathe. 

Wait. 
Silence. 
Still. 

Breathe. 
Breathe. 
Breathe. 

Behind the vanilla mask
Wrapped in decorum's invisibility
My monster hides as it paces her prison. 

The sharp edge of duality 
slices me to fucking ribbons. 
My control trembles to unleash. 

My head pounds. 
My thighs long to spread wide. 
I need to cum like a fire hose. 

Pathetic bitch. 
Sniveling slut. 
Glutinous pig. 

Breathe. 
Breathe. 
Breathe. 

It'll be time...
Someday. 
~DominaKat





Monday, February 9, 2015

At Odds

Dizzy. 
My ears ring with a roar of aggression and the unquenchable fucking need to be conquered and put in my place. 

Rage. 
Fuck I need to unleash my lioness with a primal violence that roars to be seen, heard, and accepted. 

Fight it off.
Stuff it in a cage.
Choke the monsterous fucking whore that demands and begs to find freedom. 

Depraved thoughts. 
Vile needs. 
A slut trapped behind promises and circumstances.  

I'm pissed the fuck off at fate. 
At choices. 
At the wait. 

The selfish greedy whore craves that tight leash more than food, water, or air. 

I want to do battle and bleed. 
I need His pain and destruction to unravel me inside and out. 
I crave brutal humiliation until I'm a crumple heap under his boot whimpering. 

Fuck. 
Fuck me. 
Break me. 
Destroy me. 
Find me in the darkest recesses of my soul where no one has ever dared follow. 
~DominaKat

Monday, February 2, 2015

My Monster

The monster reared in me. 
The slut. 
The whore. 
The gluttonous beast that craves a devil's kiss and more. 

So much more. 

Bound. 
Blindfolded. 
Gagged. 
His willing hungry victim begging for her undoing. 

An unraveling of my mind, body, and soul. 

Whipped. 
Beaten. 
Violated. 
His feast to torment, tease, and conquer until my screams echo between heartbeats. 

Until His wicked pleasure and sweet hot pain devour me. 

Thighs spread. 
X-rated breasts heave. 
Body convulsing. 
A cunt so sloppy wet and used yet still blooms in ravenous desire. 

A monster so hungry and needy she boarders on insane. 

His tongue strips me 
Of pride, 
Of modesty
Of self
As he taunts my immoral beast and devours and slurps my meat and shameful desire with greed. 

He demands from me everything that is me for His selfish Self. 

His dick. 
His hand. 
His fist.
Anything. 
Plows into my greedy cunt and hot, hungry ass. 

My cunt sucks on Him like a neglected babe. 

Needy. 
Greedy. 
Endless sin. 
A devil's willing toy.
Monster.
Monster. 
My wicked demented monster.  

The monster in me craves my hopeless fate. 

Will He save me and destroy me?






Does your dick throb with desire?
Does fear make you turn away?
Does my monster I try so desperately to bury repulse you?

She breathes. 
No matter how much she starves. 
~DominaKat