In the silence of the night, a sound slowly reverberates through your ears and body. A rhythmic drum sound. It sounds tribal. Its beat is hypnotic. Your body slowly begins to pulse to the beat. Your mind opens up to the rhythm. You connect to its sound.
You feel the earth move slightly. Not like an earthquake or anything like that, more like a pathway being cleared to you. You feel it from behind you. You want to turn and see, but decide to wait. The energy changes. You open to it but you can feel its strength and it is overwhelming and safe and intense. You want to drop to your knee but you find the strength to stay
*.-It’s him. I can feel him. -*
His touch lights you on fire. You can feel him moving around you. Inspecting you, drinking you in. It is intoxicating. Every part of you wants to reach out to him, to have him touch you, to give in to him, to feel his power over you. But you know that is wrong. Being a brat here and now would spoil everything. He caresses both your arms, fingertips slowly gliding over your skin. Your hair stands on ends and you can feel the goosebumps explode all over your body. The touch is amazing and a tease. Mentally, you do not know if you can last much longer. Just standing there.
-*Please, touch me. Take me. Make me feel.-*
You can sense him close the space between you. An inch separates you but he might as well be miles away. He speaks in a low, controlled voice. “I have seen you searching for more. I have felt your need to know. I watch you block your soul from the things you need in order to make others happy at the cost of you. Tonight, let go. Be selfish. My energy is yours to take tonight.”You feel him untie the blindfold. Your eyes adjust to the light. You step through the disorientation and see a light. His hands firmly grasp your shoulders. As he slowly spins you, you see that there are three torches set in a triangle pattern surrounding the both of you. You recognize your friends and their husbands at two of the points and a third couple at the last point. He states, “You are surrounded by people who want you to surrender. Their energy is yours to take tonight. Embrace who you are. Open yourself to the female divine. Let her into your heart. If you do, you will taste what you seek”
*-This is crazy. What I am doing? Fuck…it feels so pure..so right…Am I crazy.——Stop it. This is what you have asked for. Give in, Submit—*
“You have to willingly tell me you are ready. Do you trust us?” He asks. You nervously nod, too nervous to speak. He firmly turns you to face him. “No, you must say the words out loud” he states. Your voice cracks, “Yes, I want this. I trust this group.”
The sounds of the drums get louder. The tempo picks up slightly, The three women approach you. They are carrying lit sage sticks and wave them around you. The smell is transcendent. You feel cleaner. They are all painted, all beautiful. You can see the light exude from them like you have never seen before. They each reach down to the ground and you see them holding a noose like looking rope. Each of them lovingly restraining you. You suppress a slight giggle at the concept of being lovingly tied up. You are nervous as this all new to you. You have never been tied up. You peer around and see that the ropes are tied around two trees. The girls tighten the restraints and a slight uncomfortable feel takes over as you are now tied up and spread apart like a child doing a snow angel. A flash comes over you, and for a minute, that little girl is back. Innocent, love, joy, it begins to wash over you. You want to cry.
*-Where did that girl go? I have missed her-*
All of your friends caress you, touch you, sensually arousing all of you, Pulling you back from that moment of innocence and bringing you back to here.
He places a hand on your chest and on your lower back, bracing you. He says, “The medicine unlocked your mind to feel. Now, we need to unlock the body so that you can connect with her. If you feel weak, draw on us, You are the key to all of us connecting tonight. Without you, none of us will feel”
*-What is happening to me. I can feel everything. I have never known this. I don’t know if I can be that strong-*
He moves away. Turning to the group. “Tribe, thank you for being here tonight. We have a gift in front of us. If we are fortunate, we will see and feel who we are supposed to be. If we are collectively here and attached, we shall know each other, we will know those who came before us, and we will know the spirits who want out love”. He moves away. You see him pick up a leather strap. You immediately brace for impact. “Shhhh, be still. Tenseness will only delay the journey.”
*-oh fuck…no… I don’t know?…can I?…be still….be strong….you can do this….I want this…..I need this—*
His hands run over your body, you can fell everyone looking at you but you do not feel exposed. For the first time, maybe ever, you are at home. You are safe. The energy pulses in and out of you, around you. Every nerve is on end. You begin to believe that you are a vessel and open up to the heavens.
The most gentle first touch is a jolt through you. An electrical current from the base of your neck racing to every part of you. You sense it in your toes, in your legs, in your heart. That jolt awakens your spirit no different than a defibrillator works on a body. You can feel the heat between your legs rising, you begin to give into your desire. The soft glide of the leather up your calves to your thighs is exhilarating. Never have you known this anticipation, the unknown of what’s next, the trepidation of when he strikes, will it hurt, the weight of responsibility of being the source of this groups connection to the divine tonight.
You feel and hear the crack of the strap on you simultaneously.
—*Fuck. What am I doing? This is nuts…..no. be strong…reach deeper—*
You close your eyes and begin to step out of your body. You do not trust this yet. You trust him, you trust the group, but you do not trust yourself to let go.
**Crack!**
Another blow. It is not hard, but it is shocking. You can hear the echoes of the crack bounce back from the forest. Your knees buckle as much as the setup allows. His hand follows the crack with a soft touch. The juxtaposition of the strap to his caress is the most jarring part. The blows make you want to retreat and the touch makes you want to fold into him.
**Crack! Crack**!
With each blow, you finally begin to release. The push/pull of force to caress bringing you closer to fulfillment. You feel desire, you feel desirable, and electric. But right now, sex is not on your mind. You can see the energy coming from each point of the triangle flowing into you. Each blow tearing down a wall that you have put up to protect yourself. And with each walls disintegration, the air becomes cleaner, you feel stronger, and can take more. Each strike shuts off some insignificant thing that has cluttered your mind and heart.
“please. More” you whisper.
“I set the flow, even though you are ultimately in charge” he says.’
*—what? How am I in charge? I am tied up and you are whipping my ass….stop.. think…what does he mean—*
He grabs your hair forcefully, in a perfect way. “Open you eyes. Look around. See the effect that you are having on the world.” You open your eyes, not quite in a trance, but in a fuzzy place between here and within. You see the tribe. The brunette is sitting on the ground in her husband’s lap. He is caressing her. She stares into you with a heat that you have never seen from her. The blonde and her husband are intertwined. Her naked body in front of you with him behind her. Both swaying to the drums. The third couple are kissing in the most romantic loving way, but with intensity. The rest of the camping group has come to join, they line the sides of the triangle. All of them looking to you for more.
“Thank you for this” you whisper.
He states, “We are not done. The place is set for you to open up to the goddess, let her channel through you. When she is here, you will feel her lover in your presence. You will be connected as if never before.” He pauses, letting the words and challenge sink in. “Are you ready?”
*—deep breath….yes…I am open…I feel cleansed….I can now truly receive. —-*
You feel him begin to unrestrain you. “Do not move” he states. You are confused, you thought there was more. You were ready to channel, to go to that space.
—*wtf?….stop…he knows what he is doing…damn near always does….trust him..—*
It feel good to have blood flow through your arms and legs again. He hands you water and tells you to take a sip, After that he moves in front of you, looking into your eyes
*.—those eyes..I have no idea where I am—*
“That was the easy part. Now you have to go back to that sub space without restraint. You have to freely give when you can just walk away at anytime. Do you understand?” You nod. Then remember to say it out loud “Yes, I will submit”. He reaches out his hand, open to you and the heaven. You gently set yours in his. Warmth covers your body. The drums continue to pulsate. The tribe is getting more sexual around you. Moans and other sounds cloud the air. You dig deep to ignore the sounds, but to feel the energy. You intuitively know that all of this is required for her to come. “Kneel down” he says. You kneel, feeling the roughness of the forest floor. It is not comfortable, but it feels correct. You feel like you belong here in this moment.
As if reading your mind, he says “No ones life is easy. Yours has been harder than many. Everything you did and had done to you led you to this moment. And tonight you will be more alive than richest man, the most beautiful woman, the most talented athlete. Open and embrace the gift that is coming to you.”
You close your eyes, you feel the music, you breath in the musk of the men and women around you, you reach out your energy to connect to his. You begin to sense a spirit looking at you, inspecting you. In your mind you reach out to her, asking if you are worthy of her. She does not speak but she smiles at you, her energy is motherly and she looks at you like a mother does when a child asks a silly question. Her gaze does not make you feel silly but fills you up with an overwhelming sense of awe and comfort. You feel her communicate to you,
“All that come with love and purity in their hearts are worthy.”
The goddess steps to the side, and another one appears. You immediately understand her. She is unbridled heat, lust, and beauty. Your soul recognizes her because your soul has met her before in this life and ones before. The goddess tilts her head, asking if you are ready. In this world, the only thing you can do is nod. In an instant, she merges with you, where you are not sure where you end and she begins. You open up your eyes, you see him but it is not him. You see the steel in his eyes and he can see the fire in yours. He is now a vessel for the male part of the triangle. You look up at him, smile wickedly, and say “
It is so good to see you again.”
He smirks back. A smirk she has seen a million times over many ages. That smirk that always leads to the greatest dance.
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