The Pleasure of Surrendering Control - Day 1

Coming home from 4 days of Sexual play, I am now taking rest and a little time to reflect. Here I share Day 1.

Friday night is normally an opportunity for me to have a full evening of Sessions with clients, however, this past Friday I met with one person and still had several hours left before the evening was over. To my surprise, an amazing being, whom has been a friend for over 7 years asks the question "So, when are we getting together for that inappropriate Professional Massage?" I say something like, "I didn't know we were planning an inappropriate Professional Massage. I was sure you just wanted a Mainstream Regular Massage." He says, "Well, I did." I say, "So when did this desire come about?" He said, "Just now." I say, "So Are you free tonight?"

He arrives a little after 10 pm. Little did I know the tricks that were under his sleeve. We sat face to face as though we were planning a conservative sweet connection, but soon after I sat on his lap, his heart starting beating fast, and I felt desire in me that had laid dormant for some time burst to the surface. He was a typical Yoga guy and not as trained in the Tantra world as I, so I sat with him in his discomfort and let him move into relaxation. Moments later, he said, "So I assume you must be a professional if you have latex gloves in your Healing room. Are there any other tools you have that aren't visible?" I mentioned casually how I have toys hiding in my secret hideout. Immediately ideas started brewing in his mind and he disappeared to the other room, only to return with this hemp rope in his hands. I say, "Wow, these look a little rough. I have much softer rope in my closet." But I went with it. "Do you have a lot of experience with this?" I say. "Just a little." comes his response. Then all of a sudden I'm being wrapped up like a professional slave, and he just laughs like its no big deal. I say, "So do all your playmates let you wrap them up like this?' He says, "No, you're being a good girl!"

Never in my life have I done something like this, and NEVER had considered it, but because I adored this person and was extremely attracted to his spirit for MANY years, I let go. I had to trust in order to surrender to his power. And, sexy was it. It started with receiving an intense Thai Yoga Massage, and one of the best I had received in a long time, but intermittently going back and forth between nice sensual loving strokes, to deep forceful squeezing of my thighs, my back, shoulders, arms and buttocks. All of a sudden I'm totally relaxed and being loved, and then I feel a forceful bite on my ass, or a bruise impounding slap all down my body. After each slap or bite, I jump up screaming, but after the third or fourth torturous slap or bite my whole body jumps up in surprise screaming "JESUS, can you do that a LITTLE more gently?" However, for a while my right arm was also tied up and there was nothing I could do but just breathe in this pain, AND pleasure and wait to see what would happen next. I was moaning and screaming for almost 2 hours, and near the 2 hour mark, when my one arm was finally free from its grip and I didn't worry about the bookcase falling over anymore, I escaped for a moment by crawling on my toes and using my hands to walk to the restroom. When I returned it was my turn.

I crawled over to him to give him kisses on the small part of his hip bones and right below his belly button to returning pleasure bites like his own. I instructed him to lie down, face down while my legs were still bound. I started with a gentle touch massage, my own Coconut Oil, and letting him relax as a new receiver. I put firm pressure on his ass, and used sweeping strokes down his legs. I grabbed his toys he so easily used to strike me, and returned the passionate slapping of my own. He requested I do it gently right away, and admitted, "I've never been on the receiving end of this." I said, "Oh, well that makes two of us. It just takes some practice." He wasn't as good a boy as I being a good girl, so I went easier on him, but still gave him his pleasure practice to the level he was open to receiving. I took it that he needed a little more time to trust me, but being that this was so spontaneous and something I NEVER would have expected with him, I rolled with it.

There were several kisses throughout the evening, and he took care of me. So I took the opportunity to take care of him with a Tantric Massage unlike he had received before. Being the Professional Healer and Teacher himself, he was quite impressed. I knew this was just a moment to cherish and not relationship material, but I will certainly let you know if I advance in my skills AND experience!

What I am grateful for about this experience, is that NOW, I can let myself receive as well as be in the receptive position with my lovers and it is SO nice to let go and let your lover make love to you with you laying down looking up at them. It has been years I have surrendered in this way, and I am grateful to this man for breaking me open!

Oh to the Power AND Pleasure of Surrendering Control!

Namaste!