Review: Review by Claudia
Rating: 4 out of 5
Date: 06 13, 2013
Natasha is definitely a control-freak. She didn't become successful by handing over control in any decisions she has had to make. But she needs help before she loses control over herself! The stress she is under is literally killing her. She has a strong sexual addiction and has been going to therapy to help. But it's not helping. Her therapist is at the point that he has to let her go, her only chioce being to attempt a last-ditch effort for treatment at a location her therapist has given her without explanation. If Natasha fails, well..she has no choice but to do as her doctor has directed.This story is a short one but it delivers in eroticism. When Natasha comes to the door of this hotel where she's been sent she is greeted by a woman in lingerie but she won't let Natasha enter. "You have not been permitted to enter yet," she says. Then a deep, calm voice belonging to a masked man in leather pants and bare chest comes towards the two women and takes control of the situation. He takes control of Natasha! He feels his power and relents, as she knows that she must submit to this radical therapy. She just had no idea to what exactly she would be submitting.Through this man, whom she must call Master Sweet, she learns that submission is not weakness. She learns that she has to trust someone else. Master Sweet delivers some punishment which Natasha finds that she actually enjoys it. When he praises her, she finds that it gives her power because she can get the praise through obedience and she wants it! As she submits to her punishment she learns to block out the world and live within the simplicity of the moment, focusing only on what is happening at that moment.Through the session she learns about herself and about who she wants to be, how she can relinquish control but still be whole. In here, with Master, she learns that her self-absorption was corrupting her. And then she learns who her Master Sweet is."I could barely believe how enslavement had given me such freedom...I'd had so much freedom that I was enslaved by it. Now, every time I gave my willing assent to one of Master's commands, I grew just a step closer to the woman I wanted to be.""There is power in success. Of that there can be no doubt. You came here with a concrete definition of what success is. You measured it in dollars. Boil that down far enough, and you were already submissive. And money was your Dom.""Not any more, Master."Originally Posted at Welcome to Larissa & Friends' Bookish Life {www.larissaslife.com}