I think I was a temple wh*re in a previous life....

Musings from a Feminine perspective

I remember some years ago participating in a ritual at a sexuality-themed festival, where every few minutes I stood in front of another man and offered myself in service to his desires, and the only communication that was allowed was through gestures, no words (don’t worry, I could say ‘no’ at any point!).

There is something profound that can take over i…