No Apologies E-Book

and Lizbeth Ken

• Herausgeber: pinkflamingo
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2001

Beschreibung

I trust that whatever deeds this gentle spirit of my soul leads me to, the divine is there, and peace is present, and the dry, arid wastelands of my life have become blooming gardens of sensuous joy. Naked Revelations This book was a labor of love, a curse, a blessing and an obsession. I consider it my sexual anthem. Writing it put my discoveries and my sexual philosophy into a concrete form, allowing me to clearly see the results of my efforts. It offers my readers a refreshing and valuable look at this most misunderstood aspect of human nature. This website has been on the Internet for over four years, and in that time I've received many emails from those who are exploring their own sexuality, their desires, their fantasies and their sexual choices. With each email, I realized that my personal experience had a good deal say to those, like me, who may be scared, traumatized or even turned frigid by the mention of sex. For much of my life that was me. My fantasies were a mystery to haunt, condemn and cause me great guilt. They were as dark and extreme as the novels I write. I tried to eradicate them from my mind. But for all my determination to do so, they never disappeared. And my attempts to control the blooming and vibrant sexuality of my youth turned my body cold and unresponsive. To awaken this dormant side of me and make peace with it required that I do an about face and look my sexual fears squarely in the eye. Taking up the challenge, I followed a clear path laid before me to reopen my physical body and rekindled my desire. After more than thirty years of repression, I discovered that it is possible to have a healthy and exciting sex life. Not only did this breathe new life into me and my marriage, it awakened my creative muse as well. For those that have sexual fears, who blanche at intimacy, or are haunted by fantasies, or traumatic sexual events, No Apologies offers the means to finding your sexual realness. It shows ways to open and enhance intimate relationships, and resolve the guilt and selfjudgment that can accompany our sexual experiences. This book explores taboo desires, sexual obsessions, and the nature of dominance and submission, as well as the relationship between sex and creativity. It talks of the various ways people experience their sexuality?how we are not all the same. Most of all, it shows how to find acceptance and enjoyment in a world that is commonly judgmental to the wild variety of sexual desires and choices. No Apologies is about how we can take control of our sexuality, acknowledge it, and experience it, so we can enjoy what this elemental aspect of our human nature can bring to our lives in personal satisfaction and intimacy with those we love.

Leseprobe

Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

No Apologies

by

Lizbeth Dusseau & Ken Hatton

ISBN 10: 0974113492

A Pink Flamingo Ebook Publication

Copyright © 2005, All rights reserved

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without prior written permission from the publisher.

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Pink Flamingo Publications

P.O. Box 632  Richland, MI 49083 USA

On Human Sexuality and Sexual Power

“It would be wise to drop our assumptions when it comes to sexual needs and desires—throw away the advice books that attempt to define a particular sexuality for men and another for women; and instead focus solely on what we find to be true and honest for ourselves. What others say they feel and desire should have no bearing on what we experience; and we can have no judgments on ourselves for running contrary to what we think is “mainstream.” Nor do we have the right to judge what others find sexually satisfying.”

“Though I define myself as a sexual submissive, I’ve never thought of myself as powerless. In fact, in the old days when I still struggled with my sexuality, I did feel like a powerless woman. Accepting my sexuality has given me far more confidence, self-determination, and wisdom than I had before. It has given me a vibrant creative outlet, economic liberty, and a fulfilling marriage.”

“Whether the sexual expression is straight, gay, bisexual, dominant, or submissive, or something else, makes no differences as long as it is real. Real power in our world comes from being honest with who we are.”

“Do you want your choices defined and controlled by habit, fear, and society’s confusing values and rules, or do you want to take control of your choices? Exercising your power to choose is real liberation and the path to mastering your life.”

Take me tempest into your heart

            take me into visions

            take me blindly, so that I cannot see with my eyes,

            or hear with anything but with my inner ears

that become tuned to my heart’s desire

       Take me rapidly into your wind,

            sweep through me

            in brilliant gusts of fire

            that send me to lands elsewhere,

            where I no longer exist

            except in the atoms of the air

       Make your scouring of me a passionate activity

            burnish me so I cannot forget

            or question what you’ve done to me

            or seek any other answers

            but this one immutable one

       I have become …

Summer Of Love © 1998 Lizbeth Dusseau

To Ken

Who has endured my bizarre sexual odyssey with grace, wit, uncompromising candor, and remarkable patience.

I thank him for taking my awakening journey with me and for his very special poetry that appears

throughout this book.

For my readers

whose acceptance and encouragement

is always my inspiration

Chapter One

Biting The Apple

Let the chaos come, let the order die away. All things change, worlds come and go. I wasn’t born into this one with conflict to let it simmer and then destroy my life—

Chaos In Paradise © 1998

When you mention sex, people flinch, it’s a normal response.

       It has to do with getting naked, about body parts—penises, vaginas, breasts, asses and the physical sensations that rip through those body parts like a lightning bolt rips through a turgid summer evening, leaving a soul-sapping heat so mellow you can hardly move. But, getting naked is more than about exposing body parts, it’s as much about stripping the soul naked as it is about anything physical. It may be easy to shed clothes for sex, but it’s something altogether different getting naked and sharing souls. 

       That’s where the real uneasiness and embarrassment about sex occurs, where the flinching begins—in the sharing secrets, whispering dreams, concocting visions in that great hereafter of an orgasmic moment when everything in the universe is supremely perfect. People flinch at the very mention of sex because they’re afraid of the possibilities for honesty, the vulnerability and the loss of control that makes the sex act the most extraordinary, mental, physical, emotional and spiritual act possible between two human beings. 

       Sex is sacred and profane all at the same moment. It’s the essential creative act. It’s animal breathing new life into animal, it’s the ultimate act of dying, it’s surrender, conquest, triumph, and peace. It’s that split second when pheromones collide and the body follows sensation to its end … the times we curl up to a lover just to keep warm … and those sticky hot nights when we’re almost too tired to move, but the blood boils anyway, and the loins get hot as desire overpowers the need to sleep. It’s human nature calling us, whispering secrets in our ear, and beckoning us to come along. Most of the time we don’t know why. It simply feels terrific—the foreplay, the spasming joy, and the exhausted aftermath, when tremor after small earthquake tremor reminds us we’ve been somewhere special for one bliss-filled slip of time.

Sex has become more than just a physical act—or even the emotional and spiritual joining of two people. It is now a commodity advertisers use to sell everything from jeans, to beer, to cars, to tennis shoes. It is sadly, and all too often, coupled in our popular media with the term violence—as if the two go hand in hand. Our society has become like peeping Toms, peering into people’s bedrooms with titillated curiosity, only to judge what we see there. We love the sensations of sex, we celebrate and encourage it with our young, but then blush embarrassed when we are confronted by it. It remains now, as it has throughout history, the most mysterious, misunderstood, relished, judged and mesmerizing piece of human existence.

       This book is a blatantly candid, no holds barred discussion of sex. It’s about the discoveries I’ve made about sexuality over the past forty some years, and about the wisdom I’ve received that has turned a life filled with sexual bewilderment and self-judgment (my life), into one that now basks in the joy of this very real part of my human experience.

       Who am I to write this book? I am an erotica writer by profession, the result of a spiritual quest that landed me in this unusual occupation. I’ve been penning over-the-edge pornographic novels for ten years, believing that I have a mission to touch more than the loins of the readers that stumble on my work—that I have a calling to enlighten the world about sexual truth.

       In the rest of my life, I am a mother, a business owner, and the wife, lover and best friend to a peach of fellow, my husband Ken. In my heart and soul, I am a perpetual seeker of spiritual answers. And in that regard, I think of sex as a grand piece of our human spiritual design, all too often reviled and ignored by those who represent spiritual truth in our culture.

       In the late 1960’s and 70’s I studied psychology in college for the reason many pursue that field—I wanted to learn about myself. I’ve been trained as a paraprofessional counselor, taken thousands of dollars worth of weekend enlightenment seminars, have explored the mysteries of the New Age, been rebirthed, regressed, healed, cleansed and massaged into a greater understanding of myself. Some time around 1988, I discovered that I had a wealth of untapped sexual fantasy, which would not only become the source of a great awakening, but that would rescue my family from financial ruin, and provide a means to personal fulfillment and a reborn spirit.

       I have a passion for writing erotic novels that are grossly politically incorrect—about women who have strange desires—most often the desire to be sexually dominated by men. I write stories about women who dare to make sexual choices in their lives that would be shunned by both the right wing conservatives of our society and left wing feminists who would label my work degrading pornography. I write about spanking, punishment, S&M, Dominance/submission, and female bisexuality with a casualness that suggests these sex acts are natural, not bizarre oddities.

       The truth is, however, it wouldn’t matter if I were writing as a female dominant, a lesbian, a transsexual, or represented some other unique form of sexuality, the message of this book would be the same. The nature of my erotica is simply what is real for me, an honest product of my sexual fantasies that I have nurtured since I first began to daydream and create erotic stories in my mind. Within my novels I breath life into my characters and explore the inner workings of the female mind (and sometimes the masculine mind as well). I subtly and sometimes not so subtly (when I climb on my soapbox) talk of sexual acceptance, and the power of making sexual choices that reflect what is real for each individual. 

       I had a dream five years ago, just as my Pink Flamingo Publications company was getting started … I was in the kitchen making applesauce, peeling crunchy green Granny Smiths, and throwing them into a huge kettle, where, with a little heat and sugar, they cooked and simmered into sweet, easy-to-digest applesauce—the kind that slides down the throat so easily you hardly realize you’ve eaten anything at all. Apples, being an age-old symbol of truth, suggested that my work was about truth. Apples themselves are crunchy, sometimes hard to swallow and digest—just as swallowing and digesting the truth is sometimes pretty tough. The dream reminded me that I was to slip applesauce, not apples, into my novels—between the lines talk about the sexual philosophy that liberated me. In some small way I’d be sharing my liberation with my readers—even if their only aim in reading my fiction was to find a moment of sexual solitude and physical release as my tale spun a fantasy in their minds. My erotic novels are filled with applesauce—ideas not always found in typical erotic fiction.

       Unlike my erotica, however, this book is a crunchy apple book. It talks of acceptance, choice, and discovering personal desires. I focus on truth, taking the masks of character, plot, and graphic sex away, and going after the core of wisdom. It is my hope that what I share here will enlighten those who are still puzzled by their sexuality, give inspiration to those who are tentative about what lies inside them, and provide a beacon of light to those who have struggled in the darkness of sexual fear.

       In speaking of sexual fear, I have been there. Over half my life I sweated, cried, and tore myself apart over my sexual anxieties, missteps, and inadequacies. I cursed a world that made me miserable over the very simplest of human acts. I’ve been afraid, ashamed and frigid—so frigid that my otherwise open and sharing marriage turned into a nightmare, with a potentially destructive turmoil underneath our uneasy calm. 

       The good news is, I cured my frigidity rather than have it become more entrenched. I overcame the fear and shame I associated with my sexual self, and found a way to live peacefully with my flourishing sexuality. I even found a way to relax and pleasure in this most natural part of life.

       I know that not all people share my trauma over sexuality. For many, sex has never been anything but an enjoyable pleasure. But for those, like me, who have struggled with physical sensation and sexual repression, I offer a solution to their faltering sexual responses, and a way to ease the gnawing guilt that eats away at the insides and turns the body cold. I seek to thaw what has become frozen in our bellies and loins, that we might become the warmly sensuous people that God created us to be—and from that, find more fulfillment and joy in life.