1st Semester

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres! ~Lucian Bane~

We’re all broken in some way. Maybe a little maybe a lot. Life bends us, shapes us, molds us, makes us, breaks us. Not a damn thing for us to be ashamed of, but it’s something we need to come to grips with. No need to cry about it, mope about it, be pissed about it, holler about it, moan and groan about it. It’s something we face and deal with. Because whether we like it or not, whether we realize it or not, want it or not, we have to take responsibility for who we are from this day forward.

We’re all broken in some way. Maybe a little maybe a lot. Life bends us, shapes us, molds us, makes us, breaks us. Not a damn thing for us to be ashamed of, but it’s something we need to come to grips with. No need to cry about it, mope about it, be pissed about it, holler about it, moan and groan about it. It’s something we face and deal with. Because whether we like it or not, whether we realize it or not, want it or not, we have to take responsibility for who we are

I want you to remember who you are. Remember the man you were when we met? That man. The man that said I’m going to marry that woman.

Nothing great comes easy. Nothing amazing comes without hard work. And that is especially true with marriages.

People are using the lifestyle to serve their selfishness, not their partners. So much of it is based on pleasure only, rather than love. ~Lucian Bane~

Now here’s a shocker for the men. Maybe. Did you guys know that most women express love through words and non-sexual affection? Caressing, kissing and cuddling?” He nodded smiling. “And women, did you know what non-sexual caressing, kissing, and cuddling makes a man want?” They were all quiet now. They were connecting it. “Sex. That’s right. Vicious cycle isn’t it?

True heroism begins with I do!

She kept it all inside, she pretended it was all normal while she fought not to drown and dared not cry. Not where they could see.

Both battered to shit, both broken. But they were broken together now. Him, her, and their son or daughter. His very own family. And that’s all that mattered. They were together, and together

Just do a Google search on it. The Bible’s definition of marriage. New Testament. When you read it, you’ll see what I mean. God’s the Master of D/s. So how’s married life?” He moved on, oh so confident.

He mumbled through a few more sentences and slowed at, “‘However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.’” He looked at her. “This is where shit gets fucked up in the lifestyle. It’s too one-sided. People are using the lifestyle to serve their selfishness, not their partners. So much of it is based on pleasure only, rather than love.

Core principals Bane. What’s the core principal of the D/s?” “Love,” Lucian said without thought. “Not just any kind of love. But selfless love. It becomes all about her needs and desires. And for her, it becomes all about your needs and

desires. You see what I’m saying, Bane?” “I do. Unselfish love is the foundation. Got it.

Lucian was no longer just a Dom. He was the man that dominated every-fucking-thing—especially himself—for the woman he loved, his wife. His child. His family. He’d become what he’d always dreamed of. A righteous warrior, an alpha hero. A White Knight Dom. And that… was game fucking on.

A great marriage is one of the most important institutions in the world. A marriage is a kingdom with a King and a Queen. Great marriages create great families. Great families create more great families. That’s how you build a strong town, a strong city, a country, an empire.

How many ladies in here know that a man shows his affection and love through sex?” Lucian raised his hand along with every other man in there. “Ohhhhh,” Lucian said, getting up and walking before the class. “None of you ladies knew that a man’s heart is in his dick?

We only thought we knew who we were and what we wanted. Maybe life has a way of teaching us—if we let it—that we actually don’t know who we are and what we want. Maybe it can teach us that who we say we want to be, is really what society, friends, family, wants us to be.