Page 16: — Bondage

Alma kneels before the goddess in supplication, one hand held out to her as in a Renaissance painting. A tear is running down her cheek. The goddess stands formally a few feet away, her feet together.

All kinds of contradictory emotions were running through me. I almost burst into tears. She seemed at that moment so strong, pure, even ethereal, untouched by men, so intelligent and vastly powerful. In comparison I felt like a mess, a lost cause, a stupid dupe of masculine programming. I knelt down to her.

"Why are we here?" I asked. "Can you save me. Can you stop my awful fantasies. Please. . . help me. " I felt so worthless in her eyes, I didn't even know what to ask.

The goddess is pointing at Alma, who is staked out on her back on the ground, pulling hard against the ropes, her body arched and twisted as she struggles against them.

"You like to be bound, freed from responsibility," she said to me. "Many people do. It gives you safety from lies you've forgotten you've learned, and there's no shame in that. Safety lets you open the cages where you imprison the beast that I am — I'm the mistress of beasts. "

Bondage: Alma is bound to a tree with very heavy, multi-colored ropes. She is standing on one foot; one arm is tied straight up to a branch above her head; the other is tied straight out to the tree trunk. Her other leg is tied at the knee so that it lifts in the air, exposing her crotch. The pose is reminiscent of dance. Perhaps her breasts are bound or nipples stretched with lighter cord of bright colors. Her head rolls sideways, her eyes are rolled back, and she is lost in transports of ecstasy.

The goddess stands before her with one hand over her heart and the other cupped two or three inches under her pussy. If feasible, something might suggest energy being transferred from the goddess' hand to Alma's cunt — she might hold several blades of grass discretely between her fingers, for example.

"Without your beast, all the mysteries are inaccessible. Honor her — without her, you'd be trapped in tedious mechanism. Go ahead and bind yourself as long as she is free. "

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