The Geisha
Experience This is an Introduction to the house of Geisha, I hope to share with you a ray of light from my experiences. Geisha is not a bar maid or an object to be used for vile pleasures.... A Geisha is a blossom of the Arts and is to be treated as such...... That was my first lecture when walking into the house... My house mother was an older Japanese woman who spoke English in a broken fashion... She was to be my mentor over a three year period... Hardly enough time to become full Geisha but in the writings to come I will share the experiences of an American woman learning in the House of Geisha.
I started out as an Entertainer in Japan, An American woman who was drug overseas by a Sailor with her small child. It was only a matter of weeks before I found myself a single mother working for a living in a foreign country. One evening after completing one of my sets on stage I was taken and directed to the back of the theater to kneel on my pillow like I had done so many nights before... You see the woman in Japan did not sit with the men in any gathering ... they were always behind them even when just walking down the street... The stage was dark with only that of a spotlight in the center.. As it lit up there on the floor in a kneeling position was a woman. Not just any woman but a very elegant one. Her hair on her head in a fashion like I saw the Geisha wear in pictures, her face white as a snow and lips that were the most brilliant red. Her eyes were closed she was very still when out came a man dressed all in black... He was older but looked very striking not like the average Japanese man. Behind the woman the lights came on dimly to show ropes hanging on the wall. A Shamisen (three stringed instrument) was being played and the sounds were hypnotizing. The Master on stage went into his show and I was in awe and am sure my mouth was wide open. He worked wonders with the ropes on this woman ... each knot looked like a work of art... Her body was encased like a caterpillar cuddled up tight in a silk cocoon... While I gazed on in amazement one of my employers was watching my every move. He saw the true interest in my eyes to know more and when the night was over... My new life began...
I felt the familiar hand on the back of my neck and looked up into His dark
eyes.
In Kamakura up a long path that seemed to go on forever I came to the place I was to spend a great deal of time... Greeted at the door with a bow I entered the house removing my shoes to put on a pair of slippers that they had provided. A young woman came out and escorted my little boy out to a court yard where they spent hours playing and learning what a Japanese child would learn. During the time spent in this house I learned one of the most Major things about Geisha... Geisha doesn't mean "whore" it is a woman of the arts a woman who is a Master of Music and Poetry of writing and of ritual... In old movies as Americans we see the Geisha portrayed as object that the men would use and abuse and this is not the Geisha I learned. Geisha is a Master of the senses.. Pleasing to the site.. to the sound and to the taste and to the touch. Her role is to Entertain and to do so with expertise. The Bar Maids in Japan would dress as Geisha, but were nothing more than pleasant looking call girls for the business man to relieve themselves with... They had no time for the arts and the learning.. they worked to pay off debts... Geisha is Domination and submission and relating this to the D/s world is very easy to do. Geisha prides herself in doing all she does with perfection in turn pleasing the one who has sought her services... Like the Master in western D/s choosing a submissive is a special task. The full rank of Geisha is an accomplishment that few ever know, in training you learn levels of art and task and how to do it in a manner that captivates the audience ... like a submissive would a Master showing herself with great pride proving her worthiness. Rope bondage and Geisha go hand in hand.... Rope bondage being an intricate art form and Geisha being its canvas... I was taught that seeing a Geisha in ropes is the equivalent in seeing the Mona Lisa or Leonardo Da Vinci's other work. It is a spectacular sight that leaves a person in awe. Submission was taught to be something of great strength and power...Something that would take every ounce of my strength to do... Not just physical strength but mental as equally... How do you give up control without loosing control? This is where the western world differs so much from the Asian world. A submissive whether a Dominant wants to admit it or not holds a great deal of the power. She folds in her thorns so that you can reap the harvest of her succulence being ever so careful not to harm the gift that you give to her.... It takes control and stamina to be submissive. Human nature gives us all kinds of emotions and feelings and it takes great strength to control them and use them in the right manners. Some call that topping from the bottom ... which is false and only a part of western culture and what has evolved from the true roots of D/s... Dominance was taught to be also something of great strength but also of a person with great respect for all that they dominated... No Domination was to take place until a person learned submission ... only then could they appreciate what they chose to dominate in a fashion that cultivated the flowers and not killed them. This is only touching on the subject and in articles to follow I will go into detail about the events that took place in my life during the three years I spent learning about D/s and Geisha.
Tenshi (Angel)
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enjoyed the show? I couldn't speak ... all I could do was smile and
nod my head in approval. Do you want to learn? All I could say
was "Yes"... He told me it was not easy work and it would take every
ounce of trust and effort that I had in me to be a part of what I saw on
that stage... But no matter what it took I wanted it all and very badly...
He saw that in me ... asking how far I wanted to go... I told Him all
the way... I want to know everything that woman was and felt ... what it
was like to live in her world... From here the transformation began.
