I relax in trance, caught in the spiral of phases from induction to suggestion, the seduction of arousal leading to worship and service even as the thought of obedience leads to the sensual pleasure, swooning in loops of longing, a cascade effect, which fills the soul with senseless bliss in the moment.
Deep in this darkness, in the tabula rasa where all things are possible, she can take all. She can take the highest place, infuse me from crown chakra to root. With a word, she could be my God, my religion, my reality. I would delight in her command to do anything, even to my own harm, thrilled with crossing boundaries of decorum within ever-fading limits. Perhaps she is changing me from within, saturating me with warm feelings of compliance--yes, sprinkling life with random entrancement--yes, bringing acceptance of the role of obedient thing, yes, a role that becomes ever-more real with every return to her voice, words, images, visions...an ever more true submission to goddess, to boss and wife and therapist, to all women...in ever-expanding ripples from her divine center in my deepest darkness.
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Gleeful Abandon posted online, "Some folks on hypnokink internet are speaking purely from a place of fantasy while others are doing stuff for real & then some for-real folks compartmentalize it to their online personae but others consider it a full-on lifestyle. Now put all those folks in a snowglobe & shake...
"The lifestylers know RP folks exist (even if we can be oblivious, I admit), but I think some RP folks don’t get the extent to which you can do this shit for real. "Also the weird shit with hypnosis is you can think you’re RPing and stumble into doing it for real! AND THEN WHAT??" (G.A. on Twitter) Perhaps goddess embodiment entails a kind of celebrity branding, which attracts followers in a particular niche. At the same time, I suppose a goddess can have many facets--real faces as well as role plays, lasting connections as well as fantasy sessions. Perhaps she channels powerful archetypes for some, acts as a mind-altering drug for others, and provides a theatrical game of pleasure for yet others. ??? Burning questions can, over time, become like old friends or familiar landmarks--perennial issues; arriving at definitive answers or overthinking may be like photographic overexposure, bleaching out the intriguing play of shadow and light. Goddess has said that I am welcome to submit both light and shadow sides to her.
The light side would honor her with my limits, respect her ethos, be safe-sane-consensual/risk aware, appreciate her politics, support her business, and serve her best interests. In the twilight zone, she could always be with me, thoughts and feelings filling me with eruptions of puppy love in an ocean of devotion. She says, "I am here. I'm real. I'm reaching into you. And I want you to feel it." The shadow side would long to mindlessly, shamelessly submit, to humble myself, to relish light humiliation, to be made blank, obedient, compliant, endlessly aroused, to be lost, forever bound to her beyond all boundaries, transcending sense, senselessly transformed to her will forever--even corrupted as her nails dig in and fangs drink ever deeper. |
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