A Willing Sacrifice
Some months ago, I sent Joy a teasing note about a rather wicked waking
dream involving sacred rituals I'd had concerning her, while walking
through the fog in the mountains as Spring was trying to manifest
itself. Joy and I share many interests in this realm, I find her, well, a
Joy to discuss these things with.
She received my ideas with great enthusiasm, and encouraged me to visit Seattle to try something similar for real.
Well,
April was finally looking like Spring for real, and it was her Birthday
Month, and we finally managed to arrange to get together the other day.
It was....magnificent.
We
started out meeting at her lovely spiritual retreat and sitting down to
a great Thai feast for lunch, while we discussed some of the
particulars of the upcoming day. We both wanted to be clear on limits
and concerns, but not give away too many secrets ahead of time to spoil
the scene, because some perhaps-extreme-or-troublesome events might be
occuring throughout the day. Joy did a great job communicating without
spilling the beans.
After lunch, I showered and cleaned up, while
Joy set the stage. When I exited my assigned room, I was abducted by
The Earth Goddess, who led me....elsewhere....to be examined. I was
found to be far too beastly and base to be of much use, so some training
and conditioning were attempted by The Goddess. The Goddess used tools
of the Earth for the most part, very creatively and effectively.
Somewhat
subdued, I was led to the Goddess's bath chamber, to help prepare her
for the arrival of The God Of All. Cleaning and annointing and dressing
the most wonderful creature. Then to the Goddess' bed chamber, where I
waited until He arrived. I then, as instructed, brought refreshments to
my Sacred Ones, and they rested a bit, as they prepared...
The
Goddess mentioned that I *might* be trainable, though I was still so
very feral and low. It was suggested that if I were to observe the Gods
pleasuring each other, I might learn what was expected of me, and how
far I had to travel.
And so, bound by the will of the Gods, and
the Goddess' snares, I watched as these two powerful beings made wild,
passionate, violent love to each other.
After seemingly endless
hours had passed (the Gods seem to have immense stamina), the two
decided that perhaps I should participate. And so, for some time more,
the three of us played together, God, Goddess, and mere beast.
Finally,
The God of All had to depart, leaving only the Goddess and myself. I
was informed that I *might* be suitable for A Higher Purpose, but that
I'd have to pass through the mortal barrier, and be reborn.
And so, for a bit, the Goddess and I celebrated what might be to come, in my last moments as a living beast.
And
then, slowly and methodically, the Goddess slew me with her desires. I
had no fear at last, only welcoming her final embrace.
And once I had passed on, she buried me, in a deep dark place. And all was nothing.
Some time later, I was reborn.
And then we celebrated, endlessly.
Fine.
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I
was frankly stunned by the experience. Joy firmly rooted me into the
scene as soon as she held my hand and looked fiercely into my eyes as we
began after lunch. She set the entire day (lunch through dinnertime) to
various musical compositions we both enjoy, matching the mood and the
pace of the activities with the composition. Our final set of scenes was
set to Mahler's Symphony #2, the Resurrection Symphony, each phase
matching near flawlessly the five movements of the piece. The final bit
of the 5th movement, about which Mahler said "The increasing tension,
working up to the final climax, is so tremendous that I don’t know
myself, now that it is over, how I ever came to write it.", was insane, I
was fearful one or the other of us would perish :-)
The amount
of thought and planning she put into this was incredible. The different
moods and emotions she produced in us all was masterful. Sound, and
scent, and touch, and taste, and sight were all used to great effect to
set and maintain the scene. At times I was completely in our dream
world, at times I'd come out as we shared laughs and checked in to make
sure folks were surviving the events. I think we all experienced "the
little death" countless times. I learned many new things about myself
and my play partners throughout the day as well, which is always a plus.
And I came away with lots of ideas for further adventures.
I
left, after this lengthy period of play, not tired out, but truly
energized, as if I *had* been reborn. I have to admit, a few hours
later, I crashed totally from exhaustion, and slept the sleep of the
dead :-)
Happy Birthday, Joy!
And my greatest thanks for an amazing production! You were right, I'll never view Spring the same way again, my dear Erda.
