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Age: 25
Sign:
Scorpio
Country: United States
Signup Date: July 14, 2023 |
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Biography (1)
October 31st signifies the date that Vandella Elizabeth La Mara came
into being, she was not born of this world but that of the dark hell of
her fathers, Lord Satan. Her mother was Naamah, a great goddess and
queen of hell, and one of her fathers many wives, the siblings Vandella
did have were scattered to the ends of the universe, she would never
know just how far her fathers sin had spread, but that mattered not.
The
night she was born had been a feast night, Samhaim was the third most
celebrated holidays after ones birthday and Walpurgis Night (30th April,
Night of Witches). Her mother had engaged in the many rituals and
affairs of the night, but had also felt very tired in doing so, the
birth was preying on her mind, and now very imminent. Taking her leave
she left for the Unholy Temple, there she was joined by Lord Satan, a
midwife, The High Priestess and The High Priest, who would all be
involved with this birth.
As Naamah was placed
on the altar, Lord Satan moved to his wife, placing a hand over her bare
belly, her body naked before him, his eyes closed, and now chanting a
spell to help the delivery. The Midwife moved in, making sure all was in
order for this birth, the High Priest and Priestess all looking on,
arranging to do their part in this Unholy birth.
As
contractions ripped at Naamah's uterus, the chanting continued, the
baby slowly moving down the birth canal, her thoughts now channeling her
own mothers, she was ready. Naamah's screams echoed in the temple, her
legs spread as the baby now crowned, her husband moving around, smiling
back to her as he first caught glimpse of his beautiful daughter. The
midwife looked on, a blade ready to cut if need be, her dark eyes to
Lord Satan and then encouraging words back to Naamah as she now let Lord
Satan's hands guide the baby out. Naamahs fingers too worked down over
the baby's head, her eyes to her husband as she slid those fingers up to
her clitoris, moving them hard now as she felt the baby move further
out, her orgasm building, her screams becoming ones of pleasure as
Vandella was born in a wave of intense orgasms.
Lord
Satan nodded his approval to his wifes actions, loving the fact that
his baby girl was born to a gush of orgasmic nectar, he believed all
spawns should come into this world this way. The look on his wife's face
now was of pleasure, the birth had stimulated more orgasms, even as the
midwife now took over, the priest and priestess coming closer, laying
their hands on Naamah, giving her strength. Vandella was now laying in
the arms of the midwife, then handed over to her father, the cord still
attached.
As he raised her up he spoke in
latin 'exspectata ut puellae inferorum regnum pretioso' (Welcome to the
kingdom of hell my precious girl) His eyes turned to his wife, laying
her child now at her breasts, the orgasms in her body subsiding, the
afterbirth now delivered as the High Priest & Priestess placed it in
a special urn, their nods to both Naamah & Satan a way of saying
their goodbyes. The cord was then cut by Lord Satan, the baby Vandella
gently crying at her mothers breast, then suckling happily as the family
bonding time began. Lord Satan moved now to his wife's lower body,
licking at her bloodied cunt, cleaning her as she moved in time with
him, another orgasm hitting her as the milk flowed into their little
girls mouth, then moaning out loud as she felt her husband thick demonic
cock slide into her gaping cunt, his seed filling her again and again,
the loud roar of his own orgasm filling the temple, his abundance of
love never subsiding....this was the birth of Vandella Elizabeth La
Mara.
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Likes & Dislikes 18+
Likes: Fetish, Incest, Orgies, Pagan erotica, Satanic
sex/orgies/rituals, Voyeurism, Anal, Toys, Sadism; Wax,Ice, Blood &
Cum play, Menophilia, Feathers, knives, spanking etc, BDSM, Piercings,
Ink, Vinyl-leather-latex, Uniforms; school girl, nurse, cop, etc, Two
Men/one Woman, Bi Play, both men & women, Public Sex, Cuckhold,
Strap-On, Face Sitting, Mistress,Snowballing, Cum-play, Biting, Foot
Worship, Water Sports, Exhebitionism, Shape-Shifters,
Monsters-Creatures, Oil, Tit Fucking, DP etc, Rituals (eg The Great
Rite: Wicca), Mother & Son(Virginity 17+), Drugs, Bad Boys, Dirty
Talk, Blow Jobs, Blindfolds, Sex Shops, Body Painting, Food Play,
Bukkake, Cream Pies, Dancing, Swimming, Squirting-messy orgasms,
Exoticism (Harems, lush gardens, Silk, turkish baths, opium dens, Island
Paradise's, Royal Courts, Turkish Baths, Belly Dancers, Veils, Feasts,
Decadence, Opulence), Exposure(Feeling physically exposed, such as with
legs open, a woman's shirt left open to expose her breasts, being forced
to undress in public), Smoking, Fisting, Foreplay, Lap Dances, Fetish
Clubs, Interacial, Romance, Picnics, Men in Suits, Hand Jobs, Historical
& Period Settings, Medieval Era, Intelligence, Intimacy,
Intoxication, Magical Themes(Faery Tales), Masks, Masturbation, Medical
Play, Nautical Themes (Pirates, ships & the sea), Gang Bangs, Nipple
Play/Torture, Oral Fixation/Fetishzation(lips, tongue or whole mouth,
french kissing, licking; Oral displays using food or beer bottles,
smoking cigars or cigarettes or pipes, biting, chewing one's lip),
Orgasm Denial, Noise (Moaning, humming, growling, being enthusiastic),
Otherness & Outsiders(Mutants, Aliens, Demons, Angels, Half Humans,
Eccentrics, Elves or other magical beings, Vampires, Were Wolves), Pain,
Pampering, Massage, Pornography, Romantic Slavery, Rape(to be discussed
first), Rimming-Tongue Fucking, Rough Sex, Ropework(Intricate/Artistic
erotic bondage), Roughnecks(Cowboys, Tarzan Figures, Crude Language,
Violent & Dark Natures, Primitivism), Rogues(Pirates, Mercenaries,
Hitman, Royal Bastards, Tricksters), School Themes, Sex with clothes
barely on, Sixty-Nining, Slow & Prolonged Sex, Stocking/Lingerie,
Submission, Swallowing, Swords, Talking & Communication(Dirty Talk,
Poetry Reciting, Verbal Seduction, Phone Sex, Sweet Talking), Telepathy,
Tentacle Sex, Vaginal Penetration with Foreign Objects, Violent &
Dark Natures, Virgins, Voice Fetishization(Whispering, husky, purring,
accents), Candle Lit Dinners, Walks on the Beach, Woodland etc,
Warriors, Sex in the Rain, Bubble Baths, Wet & Messy(Mud, oil, food,
slime), Love Letters, Alpha Males, Anal Butt Plugs/Beads, Anonymous
Sex(Glory Holes, Clubbing, Alley Sex, Fertility Rituals, One Night
Stands), Aphrodisiacs, Asphyxiation(Choking, breath play, smothering
with buttocks-Mistress), Femme Fatales, Biological Imperative(Being in
Heat, Mating Drive), Toyboys, Brothels, Deep Throating.
(9) Dislikes: Scat, Real Beastiality, Age Play (Young girls) Hardcore BDSM
I do not like Bullies either, the ones that continue to trash me and my Family/Kingdom.
Do NOT Fuck with me!
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Knife Play (BDSM)
As her body trembles in anticipation, fear, and pain…she knows. As the touch of cold steel entices a gasp…she knows. As the blade dances its deadly ballet across her skin…she knows. As the smooth edge traces the veins of her neck…she knows. As she listens to her own heartbeat pounding in her ears…she knows. As she holds her breath in anticipation…she knows. As the blade bites into her skin, a ribbon of warm wetness forms…she knows. As the welcomed darkness envelopes her mind…she knows As her world floats away into the blissful peace of space…she knows. As a gentle voice calls to her through the fog…she knows. As a tender kiss is placed on her cheek…she knows. As the warm glow of his smile finds it’s way though the darkness…she knows. As his arms encircle her and hold her close…she knows. As she feels his heartbeat beneath her cheek…she knows. She knows…she knows the touch of her Master’s hand. Knife play is one form of BDSM play that I consider to be a true art form. Knife play can elicit a vast menagerie of physical and emotional responses in a way that nothing else can. It can be sensation play, sensory play, role play, or pain play. The magic of knife play is limited only by the imagination of the individuals involved. Knife play is considered by most to be edge play, no pun intended. Edge play is anything that will push the limits of most individuals or push the limits of safe, sane and consensual. Knives have been around for thousands of years; in one form or another, the knife was man’s most basic tool, and in time man has come to fear and respect knives a great deal. There are many people that have a fear of knives, and so for some people knife play is not an option, but for those that thrive on the adrenaline rush or love a good “mind fuck� then there is nothing so exhilarating as knife play. Choosing a Knife When you decide to add knife play into the adventure there are a few things that you must know, the first is how to choose your weapon of choice. A knife must be chosen carefully and with a little insight, keeping in mind that these things were meant to cause harm even death. If this is your first knife keep in mind that you want functionality not fancy, that will come later. Everyone who gets started in knife play has eventually gotten that special knife, you know the one that sits on the shelf or only gets brought out on special occasions, I know I have one...ok maybe two. The first knife you choose should be for the purpose of play not for show, you can get the show piece later. There are several things to look at when you choose a knife, construction, weight, material, size, blade, handle and price are the specific things that should be points of interest. First the material, a good blade is made of steel. On most knives there will be a steel stamp on the blade itself; it will tell you the strength of the blade, I personally like 440 steel. You do not want to get a blade that has been plated, like a chrome or gold plated blade; sometimes the plating can chip off and will make a nasty irritant if it gets lodged inside a cut. Also the chrome plated knives are unsharpenable, believe me I have tried, I have almost sharpened a blade into a really cool tooth pick, it got a hole lot smaller but never got any sharper. The handle should fit your hand. Try holding the knife in your hand, does the handle feel comfortable. I have actually had one knife that felt awkward unless you held it in one specific manner, it limited it’s use a great deal. Is the weight balanced; lay the knife flat and try and balance the knife on your extended finger, this will help you see where the mid point is and if the balance of the knife is acceptable. I have found that those knifes with a heavy handle I tend to have problems judging how much pressure I am putting on the blade. A handle that is too long will be awkward; one that is too short will be not give you the control you need. Also keep in mind any adornments on the handle like chains, spikes, ridges, or medallions run the risk of getting caught on things. Also make sure that you can get a firm grip on the handle, sometimes sweat and in this case blood can make the knife slippery, so try and keep that in mind when choosing your weapon of choice. For your first knife the blade should be no longer than your hand. Measure the length of the blade by laying it flat against your hand, the blade should be no longer than the length from your wrist to finger tip. A blade that is too long will be awkward, although as you gain experience you will find you are able to manage more sizeable blades with ease. You want the blade to be simple; by this I mean you do not want one of those fancy two bladed knives like you see the super villains use on TV. You will not want the blade to be serrated, leave that one to the experts; also you will not want a double edged knife at this point either. As you become more familiar with the use of knives you can go to the more advanced blades, those with the interesting curves, or double edged, or even those that are decorative, each new style you explore will be an adventure for both you and your victim. When choosing the blade please keep in mind you want it to be either extremely sharp or dull. The most dangerous knife you can have is one that is somewhat sharp, this is a knife that will cut sometimes and not at other times. You need to know exactly what to expect and be able to judge just how much pressure is allowed in order to get the desired effect; an improperly sharpened knife creates an unknown in an area that can be extremely dangerous. When you get a new knife you may want to dull the blade a little until you get used to the knife, I know …I know, it is sacrilegious to purposely dull a good blade. However until you know your tool you may want to ere on the side of caution. A safe way to dull your blade is to use steel wool; place the steel wool on a cutting board and gently pull the knife through the wool, as if you were cutting a loaf of bread. This will dull the blade without damaging it. A dull blade can always be sharpened, but a good victim is a pain to replace. Make sure that the knife you chose is constructed well. Check where the blade and handle meet, is there any movement, is there a tight fit? A loose handle is annoying and can be dangerous. Also some knife handles are held in place by screws, check and see if the screws are tight, and will anything catch on them. If the handle is painted, make sure that the paint is intact and that there is no chipping or flaking; also check the paint and make sure it isn’t going to rub off on your hand. Make sure that there is no rust on the knife, even a high quality knife can get rust on it if it is not taken care of properly. Price wise, a good knife will cost you between $100.00 and $200.00, although if you are a diligent shopper, as myself you can find a good quality knife for around $50.00 to $75.00. Anytime I see a knife for less than that I find I must question the quality of the knife. After you have become an artist with the knife you will drool over knives costing $300.00, $500.00, even $1,000.00 and perhaps even find yourself getting one of those “special� knives later on. You know one of those knives that has a jewel encrusted handle, a beautiful ebony handle with amethysts inlayed into the tip, and twisted ribbons of silver cascading down the handle in swirls of sparkling wonder…ah I had better stop, I am begging to drool again… Care of The Knife Once you have purchased your knife it is your responsibility to keep it in good condition. This isn’t much of a problem if you have purchased a high quality knife. A good steel knife with a high carbon content will not dull as a cheaper knife. You may need to do a little fine tuning every now and them. You will need a set of sharpening stones and some mineral oil, and an oil cloth, also a leather strap will be useful. Specifically you will want to get a medium and fine grain sharpening stone, a small bottle of mineral oil and a soft terry cloth or flannel piece that can be used to rub the oil in, the leather strap is used to put the final finishing touches on the blade. I know that sharpening your blade can be a tedious chore, but it is so much fun to have a submissive/slave tied up and make them listen to you sharpening that blade. He or she will hear the sound of steel against stone, and squirm, with each sound they know that the blade is getting sharper and sharper. You will want to oil your blade periodically, without oil the blade may rust, even an expensive blade. Simply put one drop of mineral oil on the blade and use the oil cloth to work the oil in. Never boil the blade or submerge the blade in oil, it may cause the oil to penetrate the metal and weaken the blade. Also make sure that if the knife came with a sheath that you return the blade to the sheath after each use. This will protect the blade as well as you, think about it…you start out rummaging around in your toy bag looking for something and end up in the emergency room having a knife extracted from your hand. You will sound kind of funny telling the ER nurse that it was just an accident, you didn’t even know the knife was there, it must have been tangled up in the flogger tails. Cleaning The Blade Since there is a risk that blood is involved with knife play, every safety precaution should be taken. It is imperative that you thoroughly clean the knife before each and every use, personally I clean my knife both before and after. Use alcohol or germicidal soap to clean the blade before each use. After you have finished make sure to clean the blade with either a medical cleaner or alcohol, do not boil your blade in any manner to sterilize it. Hospitals may use steam to sterilize their instruments but that is in an autoclave and the blades of their instruments are disposable, so if you don’t want your expensive toy to become disposable then don’t do it. Safety Issues Any time you plan to have a scene that blood may be drawn you need to take every precaution. First clean the area where you plan on playing, most of the time I use alcohol but I also have a 10 to 1 bleach solution that I use on the more sturdy items. It is a good idea to have your slave/sub take a shower before play, however I still clean the skin with alcohol as well. I actually do this for two reasons, the obvious is sanitary reasons the not so obvious is the effect the smell of alcohol has on my slave. The senses are some of the most powerful tools you have, if a slave/sub is blindfolded and they feel something cold and wet being poured on their back they think maybe water or perhaps oil of some kind, but when they smell the alcohol, BAAAMMM!!! Their mind knows what’s going to happen next. When the scene is finished clean your slave/sub thoroughly, even if all you did was create some deep scratches with the blade, when they feel the alcohol hit those scratches they will squirm. Make sure that you treat any cuts properly and promptly. Clean any toys, or apparatus that was used as soon as possible after the scene is finished. Technique Style, technique and skill come with experience; so do be preoccupied with getting it perfect. The different issues involved with technique are how to hold the knife, how to make a proper cut or scratch, how to maximize the effect of a knife within a scene and the safety issues involved with the different areas of the body. How to hold a knife and how to make a proper cut or scratch? The way you hold a knife will vary depending on what effect you want. If you wish to lightly scrape the skin just enough to send shivers up and down your slave/sub’s spine then you want to hold the knife at a forty-five degree angle from the body, hold the knife gently as if you are an artist holding a paintbrush, and your slave/sub is your canvas. If you wish the scene to be more sensory oriented, first place the knife in a bucket of ice…as soon as the blade is frosty cold, lay the blade flat against the skin and drag the flat side of the blade along the skin while pressing lightly with your index finger near the tip of the blade. If you wish to make decisive shallow cuts then hold the knife firmly in your hand, lay the edge of the blade against the skin and pull the blade gently and slowly toward you, never push the blade…you will end up ripping or stabbing the skin. What are some of the safety issues involved with the different areas of the body? When ever you use a knife there is always a safety issue, especially if you plan on making a deep cut. Never cut above the shoulders, there are too many close surface arteries as well as nerve endings in this area to safety make a cut of any depth. Do not cut within two inches of either side of the spine; also avoid the kidney area. Do not cut on the hands or feet, again too many nerves and tendons. Use extreme caution in the genital area, I don’t think many men will have an issue of you staying completely away from there, unless of course they have a castration fantasy. Do not make cuts in the joint areas, they tend to get infected and have a lot of trouble healing. How to maximize the use of a knife within a scene? While the preparation for a knife play scene may be long and drawn out it is actually part of the scene itself, as the slave/sub helps clean the area and the equipment he or she knows that their blood may be drawn for the Master of Mistress’s amusement. This begins the mind fuck, it helps both you and your slave/sub get into the mind space you need to truly enjoy the magic of knife play. Make sure you have your slave/sub secured with restraints when you start to use the knife, nothing is more distracting than to have someone jerk all of the sudden and you end up stabbing yourself or them. One thing I like to do is put a candle near my workspace, and run the blade over it a few times, while my slave is still preparing the play area. When she is secured I will bring out a knife that I have had in the freezer for a while, she will feel the icy cold of the blade but think she is feeling the burning of a heated blade. I have even gone so far as to lay the knife I was heating on a steak so that the sound of the sizzling meat and the smell of cooking flesh would add to the mind game. The only limitation you will find when it comes to knife play is the boundaries within your own mind.
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Taboo/Roleplay
The Gnostics were a branch of the early Christian church. They were
found mostly in the Eastern Mediterranean area. Their beliefs were
Christian but also influenced by Greek Mystery Cults as well as other
older religions in the area. Their beliefs were varied but a common
theme was the monotheistic belief in the supreme female deity, Sophia
(Wisdom). Some believed she was the real creator, and as incarnated in
Mary, the real mother of Jesus.
There
is an ancient document that claims the Gnostics held menstrual blood
and semen to be their sacraments. These body fluids were held to be
sacred because, it was believed at the time, the fusion of blood and
semen creates life. In their worship they held a ritual in which a woman
in her time of blood would have intimate relations with a man in front
of the congregation. The man would be chosen randomly and she would have
sex with him no matter whether he was her father or her brother or her
son or anyone else (this is all actually true).
Some
people say that this is Orthodox propaganda made up to discredit the
Gnostics. I don't think anyone knows for sure though. It may be
significant that in the same region, before Christianity, there was the
practice of ritual prostitution at temples of Astarte and Baal. It is
possible that this practice was transformed into the Gnostic ritual as
it was told. I like to think this is true anyway.
When
I first read about this ancient sacramental sex, I couldn't help but
imagine what this ritual must have been like these early Christians. It
fascinates me that something like this might actually have happened at
some point in history. I want to know what it was like to actually be a
part of it. Here is how I imagine it:
In
an old Roman basilica transformed into a Gnostic church, you would see
golden mosaics of Sophia and Jesus. Here, a small congregation gathers
on Sunday morning. A woman, wearing only a robe walks solemnly to the
front altar. Although she is the mother of a now grown man, she is still
youthful and vital herself, beautiful and in the full of her life.
One
of the church elders casts lots to choose her partner from among the
adult men in the congregation. It is believed that the Goddess herself
causes the lot to select the man of her choice. On this occasion, the
Goddess has chosen the woman's own son.
The
young adult man is led shyly to meet his mother who now sits on the
Christian Gnostic altar at the front of the congregation. This is his
first time being chosen for the sacrament. The woman smiles at her son,
proud to see him step forward to serve the Goddess before the
congregation. She is pleased, as his loving mother, to be the one to
share in his first sacrament. Being a good Christian man and unmarried,
he has never before experienced the pleasures of the flesh with a woman.
The
mother lifts her robe before her nervous son and the watching
congregation, baring her nakedness before men and Goddess alike. She
takes her shy son's hands in hers and guides them to her now naked
breasts, leading him to caress her lovely softness. She pulls her son
forward although he is shaking with nervousness. He buries his face in
his mother's naked bosom and suckles her nipples. There he takes refuge
from the silent gaze of the congregation behind him.
The
mother lovingly guides her son's head down her naked body to her
waiting pube. As he as seen other men in church do, the son kisses his
mother's vertical lips between her opened legs. The soft skin of her
inner thighs lightly cradles his cheeks. He lovingly kisses the lips
that gave birth to him and finally inserts his tongue, licking the blood
and juices that flow for him there.
The
mother runs her fingers through her son's hair, his face buried in her
crotch as if hiding from the watching eyes. She lets him hide that way
for awhile, protecting him with a motherly embrace of her legs wrapped
around his head. He lovingly licks her deeper and deeper with increasing
confidence. Her love for her son is becoming mixed up with another sort
of love as she is tickled pleasurably by her son's probing tongue in
her wetness.
The
mother looks up at the congregation and smiles proudly as her son's
tongue discovers her inner secrets. The watching sect members see that
the young man has become filled with a strong religious passion as he
lovingly licks his mother inside and out.
They
watch solemnly, as the mother begins to display an intense religious
ecstasy brought on by the undulations of her son's tongue. Now she holds
his head between her hands while tilting her pelvis, guiding her
innocent son's tongue to the top of her swollen lips, to her
center-point of pleasure.
The congregation begins to sing a hymn as they watch the loving mother and son. The mother sings too, in joy and worship.
Finally, she decides that it is time.
She
pulls up on her son, prompting him to stand manly before her and the
congregation. She hopes he will be manly in his love and not bring
public shame. He stands before her. Her menstrual blood, thinned with
her vaginal juices, is smeared wetly around her son's mouth.
Pulling
off his tunic he reveals a long aroused member that does not disappoint
his mother. Her son's strong healthy body is beautiful and she feels
both pride and a shiver of desire seeing him naked before her with his
sexuality fully aroused by their public intimacy.
He
is excited now and no longer looks shy as he looks down on the sensual
nakedness of his very own loving mother. She sees a hungry look in his
eyes. He doesn't seem bothered by the crowd anymore and maybe doesn't
even notice them now. Never before has he been so completely aroused as
he is now by his naked mother's uninhibited sexuality.
Knowing
her young adult son is inexperienced, the mother takes her son's long
aroused cock in her hand and lovingly guides him into her wet waiting
hole. Her son pushes his rock hard penis into his mother, gasping at the
sudden pleasure he is experiencing for the first time. The mother also
gasps with pleasure as her son powerfully thrusts into her. Such a fine
young man her son has gown up to be! Now she hopes he will show the
congregation that he is truly a man.
The
son does not disappoint his mother. With the brand new pleasure of his
first thrust into his mother, the son is hungry for more. He thrusts
into his mother again. Again it is pure pleasure and the mother
expresses her own pleasure with a moan, looking at her son with eyes of
encouragement. He thrusts again and again into his mother. She moans
with motherly pleasure at every thrust.
Now
he thrusts hard with a rhythm, ramming his rock-hard cock into his
mother's pleasure-hole over and over while her motherly moans rise in
pitch and volume. The son is egged on by his mother's crescendo of
pleasure-sounds. He speeds up and cannot stop. They have forgotten the
church around them and think only of each other's bodies, mother and son
in sexual bliss together.
The
mother is proud of her strong grown-up son as he fucks her hard like a
man. She is overwhelmed by sexual delight and motherly pride at the same
time. She shouts her son's name as she squeezes and spasms in a climax
of pleasure on her son's powerful thrusting cock. He too is caused to
cum by his mother's excited sexuality. He fills his mother's sacred
opening with his fresh milky cum. The mother is proud to be the vessel
of the Goddess and to enact the holy sacrament with her very own beloved
son.
The
mother and son pant with pleasure as the Gnostic priestess of Sophia
steps forward. The priestess gently holds open the mother's labia before
the watching congregation as she reverently collects the mixture of cum
and menstrual blood that slowly oozes out.
The
sacred body fluids are then ritually mixed with a larger vessel of
wine, milk and honey. The priestess says a blessing over it. Each member
of the congregation comes forward in turn, and kneeling worshipfully
before the priestess, takes a sip from the sacramental vessel. The
cum-blood-milk-wine sacrament embodies the sacred life giving power of
the Goddess Sophia and imbues Her compassion and vitality on the
worshipers.
For
mother and son, this was a holy and religious moment in their lives. It
is a great honor to serve the Goddess in this way. It has also changed
their relationship at a very personal level. Their love for each other
has a new dimension now. What was felt as tension before is now a
relaxed pleasure in each other's company.
Now,
whenever the son is with his mother, he relives tactile memories of the
deep pleasure experienced on the day they came together. He discovers
that he cannot talk to his mother or look at her without his sexual
member twitching with a spark of carnal excitement. Always he will
remember feel his mother's loving and sensual body against his in the
throws of passion.
For
the mother too, her love for her son is now deeper than ever before.
She treasures the memory of her son's strong passionate love making on
the day that she made her son a man. The memory will be with her
forever. Now when she looks upon her son, her fondness for him is deeper
than ever before. Now her motherly love is steeped in memories of their
shared sexual pleasure.
That's
how I imagine it might have been. I don't know why the Orthodox priests
wanted to end such a beautiful ritual. I think it might have been
deeply moving for believers as well as a sweetly enjoyable experience.
Now
I wonder if anybody has ever thought of reviving or recreating this
historically significant ritual? It could be an interesting project for
some graduate student of religion or history. Such a project could help
deepen our understanding of early religion. As a bonus, it would be fun
too.
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Loyalty isn't grey
'Loyalty
isn't grey. It's black and white. You're either loyal completely, or
not loyal at all. And people have to understand this. You can't be loyal
only when it serves you.' -Shamay In
all aspects of life, I see everything as black or white. I like
definite categories to define something into, and do not like things
that can be loosely interpreted. Luckily for me, loyalty is not
something that has much variance. As the quote says above, you're either
loyal or you aren't loyal. You either emotionally or physically cheat
on your partner, or you stay loyal. You either have your best friend's
back all the time or you don't. Because loyalty is one of the rare black and white items of life, we should treat it as a black and white item. This means that we should evaluate everyone in our life, and assess who is loyal or not. If
someone is not consistently loyal, then we should cut them out. If we
have to question if someone is loyal to us or not, then we should cut
them out. If we are worried that information told to someone will be
used against us in a heated moment, then we should cut them out. Cutting
them out doesn't mean that we treat them disrespectfully or spill their
secrets to the world, but it does mean that we recognize that they are
no longer beneficial to our life. The
people in our life deserve loyalty, and we deserve loyalty in return.
We shouldn't have to question telling significant people in our life
information in fear that it will be used against us in some shape or
form. Loyalty makes up part of the foundation of any healthy
relationship, and the desire for complete loyalty is not too much to
ask.
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