Mistress Ryan: Yesterday’s Story
Journey To The Other World
I packed the Jeep for tomorrow’s drive to Mexico to meet dona Adriana de Soledad, the most powerful of all Brujas in the Sonoran Desert. She is known for her Sorcery and her ability to shape-shift into a crow. She also knows the practice of The Rainbow Serpent, the art of harnessing magical sexual energy through ancient Toltec dream work. Her knowledge of this has made her famous in all of Mexico. I am her apprentice. Tomorrow I will leave Tucson later in the day and cross the border at Juarez to arrive in the Sonoran Desert at twilight.
The Crack Between The Worlds
I will follow an omen during the drive down at twilight. A crow will cross my path flying south west. There will be a dirt road soon after in that direction, and I will take it. It is a difficult dirt road full of pot holes. On either side of the road are rows of Datura plants all in full bloom, Hell’s Bells they are called, used by witches to gain magical flight. The smell is intoxicating and I begin to enter a trance. I have entered the crack between the worlds and I hear the voice of dona Adriana welcoming me to my destination.
THE DREAMING
At the end of the road to the left is an old adobe house with a courtyard. I walk in a trance to the fountain in the middle and feel the velvet water. The crow is above me directing my way to a bed made of twisted branches covered in datura flowers and leaves. “Sleep, dream….” the voice of dona Adriana said “let Crow take you to your dream”.
Power
I am on a platform naked except for a sheer black robe. In front of me are male servants with silver trays. “What did you give me”? I demand. They answer “Knowledge of the Rainbow Serpent which will give you sexual power, the ability to fly, and the ability to use your intent instead of whips and chains”.
Hell’s Bells
The dream continued far into the night. Dreams of dungeons and their furnishings, servants, and toys, all disappearing and manifesting with no effort. The Hells Bells flowers growing in tangles and vines doing my work for me and showing me new methods and ways.
The Return
I sit on my throne made of wood and vines, I sleep and dream until the call of the crow wakes me from the deep sleep. I look around eyes re-focusing. I must have fallen asleep on the side of the road. I’m in my Jeep and the crow circles above. The Datura flowers have withered, the scent is gone, the dream becomes clear in my ordinary reality . I see dona Adriana standing in front of me now with a broad smile, then she opens her shawl and flies off.
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A Mistress’s intent and force of personality is always more powerful than whips and chains. It’s haunting what a woman can do with just a glance.
Indeed, once the intent is realized.
Really great story. You painted a vivid picture. Makes me want to serve you.
Thank you! I will continue it here and there.
Yes, you should and leading to another installment next Halloween.
By then all would be forgotten. Best I do a once a month update!
What a dream journey! I’d love to sit and chat about the techniques you learned… Let’s share tips! I bet between us we can build a real nice spirit trap, and catch all the wanker fellas with their pants down. And then lock them up and keep them for pets.
Great idea Ms Harper. let’s do it!