How Yoga Porn Changed My Life.

My first weekend of yoga teacher training, I think it was fair to say that I spent equal parts of My time training in the yoga studio and in independent study (aka searching for and watching yoga related pornography). A particular favorite of mine was of Daisy Marie and Laly’s hot private session. I sent a link to Mistress Margot Rose, and she created a handful of drawings for Me based on the video. I framed one of Daisy Marie inspecting Laly’s body in down dog. The quote, “You’ve got such a great body for this” accompanies the figures on the page.

It was this video that solidified My interest in the overlap of sexuality, BDSM and yoga. Throughout my instruction in yoga, I heard and found countless overlaps with My training as a Dominatrix. For the past few years I have been unknowingly incorporating aspects of yoga into My sessions through breath work (pranayama), certain poses (asanas) and mantra work. I frequently use these elements to help bring submissives into sub space, especially when submissives can’t be physically marked or do not necessarily identify as masochists.

Spending full days learning about getting in touch with our bodies in a room full of like-minded women (my class was all female) was every bit as arousing as it sounds. It was an experience that stimulated Me both sexually AND intellectually.

My yoga teacher was caring, devoted and strict. At times, I had to remind myself to call her by her name, and not, “Mistress.” It was amazing hearing her get a class full of students into the right postures with minimal use of words, and watching the class get silent when she looked as if she might have something to say.

Practicing yoga, much like submitting to a skilled Domina, can be remarkably therapeutic and cathartic. People have been known to cry and even spontaneously orgasm in a yoga classes. The overlap between SM, sensuality and yoga is mind blowing. Learning about meditation and asanas (postures), and mudras (hand postures) of submission and devotion were uncannily similar to what I learned as a Mistress in training at La Domaine.

I recently began incorporating yoga more consciously into My sessions by helping submissives cultivate a devotional yoga practice. I did a kinky yoga session the other day with a crossdresser. I helped him attach his footless stockings to his garter belt and we began an hour and a half yogic practice in my private yoga studio. With an emphasis on offering, devotion and surrender, I directed my sub through a series of devotional poses. I excitedly gave him adjustments that were handsy and sensual and in a way that I have to refrain from doing while teaching a normal yoga class. I also enjoyed incorporating my interpretation of Brahmacharya (celibacy of sorts) through orgasm control training.

Through the incorporation of yoga into My submissive training I am able to impart the importance of both physical and mental well-being to My submissives. I like my subs to be in shape and to be healthy, and I like to tell them what to do, so the role of assertive yoga teacher is win-win. My submissives should be cognizant of what they do to their bodies and what they put in them, because if they are offering Me their body, it better be cared for. To offer Me an uncared for vessel is an insult. Kinky yoga allows Me to take a hands on approach to My submissives physical and mental health while providing an erotic and exciting experience for both of us. In this manner, My submissives are able to explore their submission from a perhaps unfamiliar modality.

One of the most erotic experiences I have had in a yoga class – apart from one crazy shavasana orgasm- was taking a yoga class with a lover. Offering our practice to each other helped us bond off of the mat as well. In Shavasana, as we lay like corpses next to each other, with our palms facing up, I took my pointer finger and gently traced the life line on his palm. As we focused on our breath, inhaled ‘let’ and exhaled ‘go’, I could feel his relaxed and controlled excitement mount, as he squeezed My hand, letting me know, “Mistress, please stop or I will cum.”

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