I regularly get clients who are fascinated that I’m Pagan. They think of me as “witchy” and like to imagine that I cast a spell over them. In their fantasies one kiss from my lips or one lick of my pussy is all it takes for them to fall in love with me. I am not their Mistress but their Goddess and they insist they’ll worship me like one. (Sadly, the only statues in my likeness exist in Erectionland.)
These calls tend to be fun. I enjoy being called a Goddess. Even in a fantasy talking about sex in a sacred way is a powerful act. It subtly tells the client that it’s ok to like sex, it’s alright to express oneself. Though it’s phone sex I feel a kinship to the prostitutes that talk about being a sacred whore. I also feel it’s a political act. Subverting the dominant paradigm that preaches sex is wrong, is dirty and shameful. I create a world with the client where sex is sacred, enjoyed and honored.
One time the sacred sex vibe got completely derailed. I was talking to a client who I classify as an “irregular regular”. These are the clients that call me regularly but only call once every three months, once every six months or even once a year. I’ll call this particular client Pussy Licker since that is his love.
PL likes calling me Goddess and licking my pussy is his sacred act. One day on a call PL interrupts me as I’m describing him sucking my clit.
“How do you feel about abortion?” I’ve discussed politics with my clients before. Even when we disagree most of the discussions have been polite. But all of them have occurred outside the sex talk. For a moment I thought I had misunderstood.
I asked him to repeat himself. He did and again asked how I felt about abortion. I gave my typical answer- “I’m pro-choice and believe women should have the right to do with their bodies as they want.”
Then PL starts yelling at me. It was a typical anti-abortion rant-abortion is killing babies, the fetus is a person upon conception and-surprise-God says it’s immoral.
This last point interested me. Moments before he was getting off on a religious fantasy from a religion different than his own. He had been turned on that I was Pagan and for some reason had switched to lecturing me to follow his belief systems.
I can’t imagine what PL was doing on his end. One moment he’s telling me how hard his cock is thinking about my holy pussy and the next moment he’s telling me if I got pregnant it was God’s will that I have the baby. How could he jump so quickly between the two? Did he still have an erection? If so was he still stroking it?
What struck me most was the dichotomy. On one hand I’m a Goddess and my pussy gives him sacred juice that makes him submit completely. On the other hand if I got pregnant I must have the baby because that’s what God would want. It was as if my pussy was sacred but my womb was not. His beliefs were so contradictory yet made such a great example of the Madonna/Whore complex.
I tried pointing this out to him. “How can you say I’m this wonderful Goddess who must be worshiped and then say I can’t control what’s being done to my own body? How can you say you want to worship me and then tell me I shouldn’t be able to have an abortion?”
PL’s response? “Oh Goddess give me your pussy. I need to taste your sacred juices.” And off we went, straight back to Erectionland and his fantasy. It was as if the abortion debate had never happened.
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Posted by Vixen as PSO Confessions at 11:41 PM CDT