Part III: Beyond the Cage

Kink feels like reverence. Swinging feels like hedonism. This is why I’ll always choose worship over the numbers game.

The moment it becomes a demand, I shut down entirely

Walking through a hotel lobby, I sometimes wonder: what story are strangers writing about me? Yoga teacher? Muse? Mistress? The real story is always stranger — and softer — than the projection.

A deeply personal reflection on the sacred, erotic, and profoundly healing nature of Neo-Tantra sessions—where clients become lovers, energy becomes intimacy, and trust becomes transformation. This is not sex work. This is soul work.

The magic of a kiss isn’t in the touch—it’s in the ache before it.