Ecstasy in the Garden
by Roxy Foxx
Alphachanneling’s work is a devotional prayer to the feminine principal; an expression of the overwhelming joy of existence. It lives in a boundless world called the Utopian Erotic; a world of magical pussy, radiant women, bedroom jungles and temples of light.
It is night and my mistress leads me to the green house. As I swing open the big glass door I duck my head down, so I don’t look her in the eye. Her long pink dress brushes past me and I shiver with anticipation, thinking of rose petals being rubbed on my back.
Once inside she ties me up with long strands of ivy and starts to rub mint and sage all over my body. Then she takes out her water bucket and pours water over me like the rest of the flowers. Somewhere in the distance Fever Ray is playing, as she whips me with cat tails that explode on my breasts.
As our encounter comes to an end she takes me to the flower bed and covers me in the soft dirt where I sleep.