". . . the underlying animistic cultures of Indonesia, like those of many islands in the Pacific, are steeped as well in beliefs often referred to by ethnologists as “ancestor worship,” and some may argue that the ritual reverence paid to one’s long-dead human ancestors (and the assumption of their influence in present life), easily invalidates my assertion that the various “powers” or “spirits” that move through the discourse of indigenous, oral peoples are ultimately tied to nonhuman (but nonetheless sentient) forces in the enveloping landscape. This objection rests upon certain assumptions implicit in Christian civilization, such as the assumption that the “spirits” of dead persons necessarily retain their human form, and that they reside in a domain outside of the physical world to which our senses give us access. However, most indigenous tribal peoples have no such ready recourse to an immaterial realm outside earthly nature. Our strictly human heavens and hells have only recently been abstracted from the sensuous world that surrounds us, from this more-than-human realm that abounds in its own winged intelligences and cloven-hoofed powers. For almost all oral cultures, the enveloping and sensuous earth remains the dwelling place of both the living and the dead. The “body”—whether human or otherwise—is not yet a mechanical object in such cultures, but is a magical entity, the mind’s own sensuous aspect, and at death the body’s decomposition into soil, worms, and dust can only signify the gradual reintegration of one’s ancestors and elders into the living landscape, from which all, too, are born. Each indigenous culture elaborates this recognition of metamorphosis in its own fashion, taking its clues from the particular terrain in which it is situated. Often the invisible atmosphere that animates the visible world—the subtle presence that circulates both within us and between all things—retains within itself the spirit or breath of the dead person until the time when that breath will enter and animate another visible body—a bird, or a deer, or a field of wild grain. Some cultures may burn, or “cremate,” the body in order to more completely return the person, as smoke, to the swirling air, while that which departs as flame is offered to the sun and stars, and that which lingers as ash is fed to the dense earth. Still other cultures may dismember the body, leaving certain parts in precise locations where they will likely be found by condors, or where they will be consumed by mountain lions or by wolves, thus hastening the re-incarnation of that person into a particular animal realm within the landscape. Such examples illustrate simply that death, in tribal cultures, initiates a metamorphosis wherein the person’s presence does not “vanish” from the sensible world (where would it go?) but rather remains as an animating force within the vastness of the landscape, whether subtly, in the wind, or more visibly, in animal form, or even as the eruptive, ever to be appeased, wrath of the volcano. “Ancestor worship,” in its myriad forms, then, is ultimately another mode of attentiveness to nonhuman nature; it signifies not so much an awe or reverence of human powers, but rather a reverence for those forms that awareness takes when it is not in human form, when the familiar human embodiment dies and decays to become part of the encompassing cosmos. This cycling of the human back into the larger world ensures that the other forms of experience that we encounter—whether ants, or willow trees, or clouds—are never absolutely alien to ourselves. Despite the obvious differences in shape, and ability, and style of being, they remain at least distantly familiar, even familial. It is, paradoxically, this perceived kinship or consanguinity that renders the difference, or otherness, so eerily potent."― David Abram, The Spell of the Sensuous: Perception and Language in a More-Than-Human World
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I enter My hotel room after a long day of meetings and find a sissy slave kneeling in front of My bed.
“Who are you ?” I yell ...”and how did you get in here?”
“Sir, my name is Stella, Sir, ...Master Michael instructed me to wait here for you, Sir !”
“Mick sent you sissy ?”
“Sir, yes Sir “
“But why...? He knows I’m tired and had a long day ..”
“Sir, He wanted me to make you more comfortable Sir. Anything you need Sir ..!”
“Anything sissy ?”
“Sir, yes Sir! ... i can prepare some food for you Sir, cook you a meal ...or hand wash your clothes and iron them...or clean your room and bathroom Sir !”
“That’s it sissy ? Nothing else ..?”
“Yes Sir, you can do what you like with me Sir. you can have me deepthroat you Sir, or you can use my pussy if you wish Sir ...you can whip me long and hard to relieve some tension and stress Sir....chain me up and have me kneel all night or present in humiliating poses to amuse you Sir ...anything you want Sir!”
“Mike is s good friend sissy ...I’m sure you will be more than just fine. If you do well I might decide to keep you “
“Sir, yes Sir! my Master Michael said that i am for sale Sir if you wish to purchase me. i am to ask for $1850 Sir, that’s how much i cost Sir”
“Really, that’s a good price even for an average sissy like you stella. What’s the catch? Are you sick or something ?”
“No Sir ! i have been owned as His property and been trained for 8 years Sir. i am a very efficient cook, detail oriented, a meticulous cleaner, orally skilled and able to take a lot of pain Sir ... if you would like to test me Sir !?”
“No sissy ...I’m sure you will do. If Mike sent one of his stable sissies then you won’t be bad. How and when should I pay for you ?”
“Sir, i am free for 24 hours Sir. you can use me as you wish, no limitations Sir..”
“ you already said that you dumb slave..!! I HATE having to repeat Myself sissy !!”
“Sir, please forgive me Sir!! This slave is sorry Sir for not paying enough attention Sir. Could i ask You Sir to please punish this sissy slave for her mistake and wasting Your time Sir ..!”
I pull out the leather belt from My trousers and shout :
“ On your fours slave !! you will take one hundred lashes ..! But before I make you scream tell Me how I should pay for you sissy ?”
“Sir, you may pay for me by bank transfer Sir. There is a piece of paper with my Masters BIC and IBAN number in my apron pocket Sir...just use them to transfer the amount on your mobile phone Sir. It shouldn’t take more than a couple of Minutes Sir...if you really wish to buy me Sir ??”
“Yeah, why not. I was going to buy a good watch while being here in Switzerland but that can wait.
I don’t have a woman or slave at the moment so you will do just fine to work in My residence back home.
........There, done! ....transfer successful. you are Mine now sissy, My property.!!”
“Yes Master, thank You Master ..,i am yours to do with as you desire for as long as you desire ...”
End
( true story!! ...well, almost ...there is one detail that I amended. Can you guess which ?)
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