To be honest, I created a wish list on a whim, not really expecting anything. It was a real surprise and delight the first time I received a package! Shiny new purple butt beads to add to my growing toy collection. I let the anticipation build, and finally had to pull it out for some fun!
After some proper lubing, the beads slid in slow, my friend working them in slow. The taper is great, and as the balls grow larger, I can feel my clit throbbing, pussy aching for penetration. The next one feels almost too large, but it's the last one and it locks in place. When he pushes inside, I can feel the toy rub against him and it's a short, wild ride to orgasm. A great toy, thank you so much!
I also love my growing collection of stockings and lingerie. Pantyhose has it's purpose, but stockings just feel naughty. While dressed, it's one of those little sexy secrets, like lacy bras and panties under a t-shirt.
So, again, thanks to anyone who's given this harlot tribute. ;)
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Temple of the Red Lotus
It's time for another post about my pet subject: sacred harlotry. Recently, I came across this site: Temple of the Red Lotus. A temple of sacred sex in FL that has workshops and offers priestess training as a Qadishtu (another term for sacred harlot, although more specific.)
I like a lot of what they say, but when I compare it to the world of RB, it's a little plain, and just a little on the stuffy side. If someone is really interested in the topic, there's much to learn, but I'm not sure I could run the same business using that terminology.
One of the best parts about this is the *fun* and a bit of glitz with naughtiness sprinkles. There's a spiritual aspect in serving and giving pleasure, but with that is providing a fun and entertaining experience. It's about finding that little something and enjoying the moment. Of course, there's the business parts of it too, but I don't find the sex to be business-like at all. I don't ever want it to be business-like. And as long as it stays fresh for me, I'll keep going.
I like a lot of what they say, but when I compare it to the world of RB, it's a little plain, and just a little on the stuffy side. If someone is really interested in the topic, there's much to learn, but I'm not sure I could run the same business using that terminology.
One of the best parts about this is the *fun* and a bit of glitz with naughtiness sprinkles. There's a spiritual aspect in serving and giving pleasure, but with that is providing a fun and entertaining experience. It's about finding that little something and enjoying the moment. Of course, there's the business parts of it too, but I don't find the sex to be business-like at all. I don't ever want it to be business-like. And as long as it stays fresh for me, I'll keep going.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Lights On, Eyes Open
In my early sexual life, I think I had my eye closed most of the time. It's most natural when faces are pressed closed; shutting out one sense hightens the others. When the world goes dark behind the eyelids, bodies melt together easily, lost in touch and taste.
But more and more, I've been keeping my eyes open to enjoy the show. Something about the newness of each unique experience--and faces. I love watching your faces! Seeing eyebrows furrow in concentration of the rhythm, to that moment of release and you are in total bliss. Yes, and the dreamy look when your face is stuffed with pussy. These looks are my cues and a gift to know how much I please you.
Sometimes, with the bed rocking, it seems like I'm in a boat on the ocean, the walls and ceiling bobbing back and forth. Dimmed lights bring a greater sense of secrecy and intrigue to these trysts, while candlelight always brings me into a sacred place.
of course, there are times when I can't help but close my eyes and lose myself and perhaps that makes watching all the sweeter.
But more and more, I've been keeping my eyes open to enjoy the show. Something about the newness of each unique experience--and faces. I love watching your faces! Seeing eyebrows furrow in concentration of the rhythm, to that moment of release and you are in total bliss. Yes, and the dreamy look when your face is stuffed with pussy. These looks are my cues and a gift to know how much I please you.
Sometimes, with the bed rocking, it seems like I'm in a boat on the ocean, the walls and ceiling bobbing back and forth. Dimmed lights bring a greater sense of secrecy and intrigue to these trysts, while candlelight always brings me into a sacred place.
of course, there are times when I can't help but close my eyes and lose myself and perhaps that makes watching all the sweeter.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Supply & Demand
My readers have probably noticed my pricing change, the long running recession special (will it end before or after the recession?)
while a higher price meant fewer clients, it also felt harder--those few clients *had to follow through, and I was always worried if I was getting enough business. This is so much better. I finally realize it would be better to go with the recession than work against it. By lowering my rate, I'm able to get more calls, which is actually less work for me.
There was a worry that in changing my rate structure would mean less money, or that I'd have to work so much more that I'd start to burn out, but the opposite has been the case. Is it strange that lowering my rate has increased my sense of worth? Maybe in a capitalist/profit-driven model, yes. But for me, it's never been about making a quick buck, but about surviving and thriving.
I'm glad I stopped worrying about the image my price would reflect and have continued the special. All of my new clients have been really nice, and I feel more in control of my own business now. In a strange way, I like being more financially accessible to people...just my whorish nature, I guess!
while a higher price meant fewer clients, it also felt harder--those few clients *had to follow through, and I was always worried if I was getting enough business. This is so much better. I finally realize it would be better to go with the recession than work against it. By lowering my rate, I'm able to get more calls, which is actually less work for me.
There was a worry that in changing my rate structure would mean less money, or that I'd have to work so much more that I'd start to burn out, but the opposite has been the case. Is it strange that lowering my rate has increased my sense of worth? Maybe in a capitalist/profit-driven model, yes. But for me, it's never been about making a quick buck, but about surviving and thriving.
I'm glad I stopped worrying about the image my price would reflect and have continued the special. All of my new clients have been really nice, and I feel more in control of my own business now. In a strange way, I like being more financially accessible to people...just my whorish nature, I guess!
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