During the summer holidays we met someone whom I have been chatting to on Twitter for quite some time. It was a nice and relaxed meeting and after that our conversations returned to Twitter. I cannot remember how Master B and I got talking about massages – erotic massages in particular – but after our conversation I received some video footage of yoni and lingham massages from him.
What is a yoni massage?
Yoni , pronounced yo-nee, is the Sanskrit word for “vagina” , and means “sacred temple” or “sacred space”.
The narrow approach towards yoni massage is that yoni massage, or in its popular name “vaginal massage”, is meant for women who were sexually abused or that it means massaging the yoni for pleasure and orgasms.
The holistic approach is that Yoni massage is a spiritual practice that allows a woman to connect to her goddess essence, her feminine core, her Shakti in its many expressions, and ultimately, connect to God.
What is a lingam massage?
The Sanskrit word for the male sexual organ is Lingam and is loosely translated as “Wand of Light.” In Tantra or Sacred Sexuality, the Lingam is respectfully viewed and honored, as a “Wand of Light” that channels creative energy and pleasure.
Orgasm is not the goal of the Lingam massage although it can be a pleasant and welcome side effect. The goal is to massage the Lingam, also including testicles, perineum and Sacred Spot (prostate) externally, allowing the man to surrender to a form of pleasure he may not be accustomed to. From this perspective both receiver and giver relax into the massage.
Before I received these videos, I have expressed my interest in a yoni massage. I really want to experience it at least once. This is such a deep wish, that I have it at number 85 on my 101 list. Our talks about massages went on and then one day, Master B promised that he would give me a yoni massage. We had a date set, but then some things changed and there was a possibility that the date would not happen. However, Master B really made an effort and before I know I had to prepare for a date with him. Together with Master T of course, but the main focus of the date would be a yoni massage for me.
I was excited and nervous at the same time, especially when Master B gave me some exercises to do before we would meet.
In the week before our date, Master B gave me exercises to do. I loved the way he did it.
Move your hands over your inner thighs, over your mons and towards the underside of your breasts. You are not allowed to touch your cunt or nipples.
Bend forward so Master T can see your cunt, but remember, your cunt is off limits for you. Run your hand over the back of your thighs, towards your buttocks. Master T must be able to see your cunt clearly.
On our date you will have to show me these exercises so I can determine if you are worthy of a massage.
If either Master T or I see you touch your cunt, you will feel the riding crop!
It was exciting receiving these tweets from Master B, knowing he would be checking whether I have done my exercises properly and if not, I will be punished. In the last days before our date, the idea of heading for a time where I might be experience anything from soft to sexy to orgasmic to hard really excited me. But at the same time, it made me incredibly nervous. The idea that I had to do the exercises while the two men were watching me did not help my nerves either. It felt like I had to perform for them and that is something I am not comfortable with. I don’t think that I will ever feel comfortable with it.
I did not only practice in the evenings. I also practiced at my work. Every time I went to the ladies, I did both exercises at least three times. I bet my colleagues wondered why I stayed away longer each time I was out of the office! Master T kept an eye on my exercises, watching me to make sure I did not touch myself anywhere I was not supposed to. He also checked to see whether the exercises made me wet. I was on orgasm denial and had to concentrate very hard when He pushed His fingers into me.
The day before the date the mindfuck was complete. I was told that if I did not perform the exercises properly, the massage would not happen at all. Then I would only be punished. I actually felt disappointment. I was so looking forward to the massage and with this threat I was afraid it might not happen at all. Then the next part of the mindfuck:
Should you get a massage, then perhaps, maybe, you will receive a orgasm… But if you fail the test, only punishment is your share…
You should perform the test so I can see that you are desperate for a real orgasm… Craving to be fucked afterward.
An orgasm? Being fucked? Those were all things I haven’t allowed myself to think of in the weeks before the massage and suddenly it seemed that there was a huge possibility both of them might happen. But damn, I really wanted the massage and I still had to perform for the two men before I would get the massage. This, including all the different possibilities of our date, really made me nervous.
To be continued… Erotic massage date (2)
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