Lesson Thirteen!
What to expect from cyber-sex!
Your instructor is Professor Taltos.
I will begin this lesson
close to where we left off last time. In a castle, in a land, I like to
call ‘Serenity’; my dear servant ‘Raven’ was preparing a nice fire
for me. I sit in the middle of an over- stuffed bed, surrounded by big over-
stuffed pillows, as soft as goose down. I watch him, from my perch, as he
busies himself and begins drawing me a bubble bath. His muscles shine with
sweat as he lifts a large kettle of hot water from over the fire. He bends
over a big metal bathtub and begins to pour the water in. He looks over
his shoulder and smiles at me. It’s a sweet innocent smile I see when I
look at him.
His dark eyes dance as
he finishes pouring my bath; I know he is anxious to get me naked in the
water. I decide I will take my time about getting into the tub. I ask him
to come and sit at the end of the bed. I tell him I wish to talk. He
complies, sitting at the end of the bed as I asked, and he seems happy to do it. I
settle back on the nice comfy pillows and begin to ask him any question
that come to my mind. I don’t worry that he may not like answering the
questions or the fact that I am asking them. I am in my role as his
mistress (a role he chose), and that means I don’t have to worry about
what he does or doesn’t like. The game has begun.
For those of you who are
asking, “How the hell can I find a castle in my mind?” I will once
again try to explain it to you. I believe that if you have been using your
imagination enough, then you know how to be anywhere, at anytime, you
please. But you have to leave your skepticism behind. I’m afraid there
isn’t any room for it in cyber-land. If you can do that, then you are
well on your way, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself.
However if you’re
still having a hard time creating a castle in your mind, then here is a
little piece of advice that I found helped me at first. I want you to
think about all fantasies you have in the bedroom. Don’t you dare try to
tell me you never have a fantasy or two in the bedroom. I know that
wouldn’t be true.
Now whenever you find
you’re having a hard time going to cyber-land, I want you to remember
this. Basically if you can have a fantasy in the bedroom, and you have fun,
then why can’t you do exactly the same in cyber-land? I don’t deny
that, even for me, it was a stretch the first time I went to my castle in
cyber-land. If you find yourself falling over laughing that’s all right
too. Tell your on-line chat friend, and I’m sure they will understand. We
all have to start somewhere.
Back in my castle, I was
looking down the big over- stuffed bed, at my ideal man. And I was really
enjoying the thought of him having to please me, not to mention the view.
In my real world, I have responsibilities and work to do, just
like any one else. But the beautiful place I have created in cyber-land
has no such responsibilities or work. That was very intentional and is
very well appreciated.
I love my real world, as
anyone who knows me will tell you. And I would never want to trade it off
for anything. If the truth were told, we (humans) in many ways create our
own real worlds. It may not always be the absolute fair play world we
would like it to be. But most of our situations in life happen because we
allow them too. I was one of the lucky ones. I learnt that lesson very
young, and I have never forgotten it.
I would like to point
out that because I can go to a castle in cyber-land and because this has
given me a wonderful hideaway, I think I appreciate my real world just
that much more. When I find myself walking in the woods with my ‘Prince
Russell’ (he is my favorite knight), suddenly we are off on one of
our adventures. Whether it’s looking for squirrels or discussing the
downfalls of feeding wild animals, we always have a grand time. We may be
really just looking for firewood for the campfire. But my ‘Sir
Russell’ and I are never bored. Like reading a really good book and
finding yourself transported into the story. Or running a nice bath and
actually having the time to really enjoy it. These things are, in many
ways, much sharper and available to me because I have an imagination.
I believe my imagination
gives me a slight leg up when it comes to dealing with a lot of aspects in
my real world. The first time I saw ‘Ally McBeal’ I was pleased to see
someone had finally caught on. We all need a release of some sort. Some of
us moreso than others. Perhaps the imagination is one of the building
blocks in life. One that tells us how we deal with the world.
I think it’s pretty
safe to say that if you look around you, you will see a lot of tense
people in your life. We have to deal with tense people everyday all day
long. Maybe we could try looking at that person and imagining them having
a fantasy. Imagine them going to a castle, complete with servants and the
such. Located far away in cyber-land, a land we will call ’Serenity’.
Well it could happen, and
I believe that anyone who has a good imagination has a happier life for
it. Meanwhile in my land called ‘Serenity’ I am very happy to sit and
talk a while with my male servant called ‘Raven’. I ask him of his
world and what he does there. He tells me nothing of himself, risking my
disapproval. Instead he begins to tell me why he is here. The following is
part of what ‘Raven’ said to me that day. I hope by the time I am
finished telling my tale of the castle, you will realize you can never
tell what lies in wait for you, not even in cyber-land.
Here is what the
‘Raven’ said, “I come to you, my Lady, tired and worn from the long
journey. I come to beg of you to listen to what I have to say. Your life
may depend on it.” He types, “His eyes won’t meet hers, for he has
been told he was to never initiate first eye contact. To do so would let
on to his true heritage.” It was right about then that I started to
wonder if I wasn’t at an audition of some kind. But being a patient soul
I sat back and continued reading. I had to admit this guy had my
attention.
This is where I will
stop for today. For our next lesson I shall try to pick up exactly where
we left off.
For now this is Professor Taltos signing off.
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