PENA'S STORY: Part 3: The Rite of Primal Release
Alicia asked me if I had any questions. I wanted to know more about the “Rite of Primal Release”. Alicia explained that the purpose of the Rite was to free the mind from pain caused by our experiences and actions. It was not about guilt and there was no retribution or punishment.
Prior to the arrival of the Spanish, sex was accepted as a normal and essential part of life. The Church had turned this activity into something unclean. It was a sin to feel pleasure and all sins had to be confessed to the priest. Brought up a Catholic, I had been forced to go to undergo a "Sacrament of Reconciliation" every week as a child until my mother allowed me to choose for myself. To this day I can not see how repeating a set of words in a dead language over and over could possibly purge me of my "sins". The priest expected me to "confess" something every time I saw him but I felt no guilt. I finally made the decision to stop attending the church altogether.
In the society sex was talked about openly. Indeed it was central to many of the rituals. There was a part of the body of every person that was not covered in normal skin. This area was the home of the Soul. It was equipped with many sensitive nerves that granted pleasure when stimulated. It was fitted with a cover to prevent excessive stimulation during daily life. In adolescent males in our culture, this cover was cut but not removed in a ritual called Tuli. Those who governed society tended to gather in associations that often met in secret. Membership, both for men and women, often required complete removal of the cover. Now I was about to become a member of such a Society and that cover, my clitoral hood, was to be excised. Before this could take place I had to purge myself of the accumulated guilt and misunderstandings related to sex. It was to be the subject of my very first Rite of Primal Release! As we talked, I fondly recalled my mother's openness on matters sexual while I was growing up and her advice not to share that information with others. It made sense now I knew she was a member of the society.
Alicia suggested we go to the confessional right now so I could experience it. I nodded. Alicia opened a drawer and handed me a white robe. There were two belts; one was white and the other was red. I slipped on the robe and was told to fasten it with the red belt. The white belt was coiled up and attached to my right ankle. Alicia took a heavy black robe from the drawer and donned it. I was then blindfolded. Alicia took my hand and led me out of the room and along a corridor. The stone floor felt cold to my bare feet. Alicia opened a door on one side of the corridor We entered and my blindfold was removed. I found myself in a small stone lined chamber. Alicia explained to me what was about to happen. She would ask me a series of questions which I must answer truthfully. She would then probe deeply into my mind to help me expand on my replies. If tears came I was to allow them to flow freely.
Alicia loosened my red belt and my robe fell to the ground. I was told to kneel on the cushion that had been placed before me.
Alicia asked me to relax and breathe deeply a few times. She began a soft chant. As if from a distance I heard my name being called. I replied "I am here!" Time flowed slowly. I was aware of the questions that Alicia posed and of my responses; they flowed freely, unbound from the restraints of the outside world.
She took me back to my earliest awareness of my Soul. I saw an image of myself standing under the shower washing between my legs. My finger brushed a place within and I felt pleasure. I touched once more. My mother had called out to me, urging me to get ready for school. Alicia dug deeply and the memories fluttered past me, became words and drifted away to nothingness. I recalled my first real orgasm, the many times I had explored my genitals, the pleasure that Erin and I had evoked in each other, the pain as I lost my virginity. It went on, delving deeper and deeper. Tears began to form as more and more memories surfaced. I allowed then to flow. I heard Alicia's voice calling me and came back to earth.
I slowly rose to my feet. Alicia wiped away my tears. She pulled my head to her soft ample breast and hugged me. I felt so peaceful. Alicia's finger sought out my clitoris and stroked it gently. I suddenly realized just how wet I was down there. I surrendered myself to her and felt a series of contractions ripple through my body as an intense orgasm overwhelmed me. Alicia handed my my robe which I pulled over my shoulders. She deftly coiled the white belt around my waist and fastened it with a double bow. She took my hand and we returned to my study.
part 4 to follow...
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