My gift
I have recently realized that one of the things that I enjoy the most, sexually, is giving myself to my partner. Being completely at their disposal. Not just letting them have my body to use, but giving them the entire me, entrust them with every corner of my being to penetrate. I think that it is a very special gift and it should not be taken lightly.
I used to put it in the wrong hands and it returned to me battered and bruised. Multiple times I've heard from my partners that I'm sexy, but I should have more initiative. This statement evoked mixed feelings in me. On the one hand, it was making me feel bad and was causing me to beat myself up for being a passive and lazy lover. On the other hand, I didn’t feel like it's entirely true. I didn’t really feel passive. On the contrary, I felt active in proposing, in opening the doors. All they had to do was to push it further and step in. But my partners did not see it. They didn't appreciate it. I was giving myself to them on a silver platter and they were returning it to the kitchen, asking for another dish.
What I offer is my body and my mind for you to entertain yourself with. I want to be the canvas on which you paint with my emotions. I want you to play me like an instrument, to strike my chords and create haunting and captivating music. Because I can't play it myself, but I do want to hear it. I am a raw material that needs an artist to turn it into something beautiful. It doesn't mean that, like an inanimate object, I will stay still and passive in the creative process. I will respond to your actions. There are forces within me that will co-operate or fight you, depending on what you do. But I need your touch to awaken them.
At the same time, I need to feel that you are respectful of the material that you are working with. There are certain shapes that you can turn it into. It's almost asking to be formed in a certain way. As Michelangelo said, “Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.” I want you to be my sculptor and to look for the statue that is inside me. Work with me, not despite me. Don't try to create an arbitrary shape that's not part of my nature. If you strike a wrong place with your chisel, I might crack open and fall apart. Be careful and try to look for the forms that are already there, waiting to be discovered.
What I want, is to create intense emotional moments for both of us. I want to go through a spectrum of emotions in a frequency and intensity that you would not come across in normal life. I want to play out all the dramatic scenes of love, devotion, suffering, humiliation and rejection that I enjoy so much to see in movies and literature. Only this time I want to feel them happening to me. And I don't want to fake them. I want to truly experience. For that, I need you to guide my mind to the places from where I can make it believable. Where I can truly feel and experience the things that you put me through.
I also want to entertain you. I want to be your little actress. I want to put up a show for you, just pass me the script. Just say the first line and I will go from there. Initiate, and I will follow. I will follow actively, filling in the blanks that you leave for me with all the passion and engagement that I can muster. But I need a structure. I need a skeleton that I can fill in with my being. I will do anything you want. I will fulfil every crazy scenario that might be born in your head. Just tell me what it is. Give me a structure. Something to hang on. And I will put all my heart and mind into bringing it to life.
So, do you understand what I am offering you? And can you appreciate it?
Do you also see the dangers that come from playing with my fire? Can you maintain and grow it without burning any of us down?
Finally, does it make you feel excited?
If all your answers to the above questions are a resounding yes, then I might just be the right gift for you.
