I often tell people that a good BDSM session can be spiritual.. Many look at Me like I am crazy, but for those that have experienced it, you know what I mean. The ability to truly let go in session can open doorways in the mind that allow a mental processing that is not common in everyday life. It is not unusual for Me to hear feedback that a sub miraculously had a solution to a problem that had been troubling him or that it felt as if they had gone on a mini-vacation and now felt relaxed and renewed. Subspace is an altered state of mind and great things can happen in that altered state if you just allow it.
What gets a sub to that place is different from sub to sub. What follows are excerpts from a review of a session where something magical happened.
” . . . The first feeling of exhilaration hit me as I lifted my chin to accept her collar and smoothly leaned forward for the buckling . . .
Over the next three hours, Mistress Ayn put me through my paces with an increasingly intense and severe set of implements. They ranged from the traditional to the wicked. But no matter how intense it became, Mistress Ayn was always intuitive and quick to intervene with a “rescue”: a moment of gentle caresses, a shoulder to rest on, and whispers of encouragement coaxing me to accept more. She had moved me to a place of physical and emotional vulnerability, but never once violated it. She created a safe space for me. I knew that I may be pushed, but not so far as to fall off the edge.
As we progressed to the climax, I was secured to a spanking bench for the final severity. This round of corporal punishment served as the prelude to her legendary strap on training skills. Ensuring that I was well prepared for that scenario, she gave me my first asshole caning.
Yes, she caned me “there”. Outside of the strap on invasion that followed, it was the most potent reminder that a submissive’s body belongs to the dominant, and that nothing is hidden.
She brought me down to earth, holding my hand and encouraging me to take it easy the rest of the day. There’s so much more that transpired, but I can do no better than this: Mistress Ayn successfully weaves together the role of nurturer and comforter as well as torturer and tormentor.
I walked out of her dungeon with peace and inner calm . . . ”
To read the full review, visit Max Fisch.
So the next time you feel the stresses of life are weighing you down, a good “BDSM therapy session” with your friendly neighborhood Dominatrix might be just what the doctored ordered.
