My partner and I were curious about incorporating rope into our relationship and I was more than a little overwhelmed with knowing where to start. I was aware of online tutorials, books, etc. that I could use as a starting point and read a few bits and pieces here and there, but what I was really looking for was someone that I felt comfortable with and could trust to ‘show me the ropes’ in person. We set up a private rope bondage lesson with Stella and it was exactly what we were looking for. She was so non-judgmental and facilitative with all my questions before, during, and after our lesson. The lesson itself was relaxed and comfortable, and covered all the basics that we needed without bombarding us with too much to absorb at once. She covered all the safety information first, and then taught us enough basic ties to really give us something to work and play with on our own. Her technique of showing us on herself, and teaching us how to tie on each other or ourselves while talking us through the steps and weaving in little tips and pointers was fantastic. She was really patient with us when we had those ‘how did you just do that?’ moments. There were a few times when it was helpful to have her demo a technique on me so my partner could learn by watching, and she asked for my consent every time she needed to touch me to do so…. how wonderful! I have since been to one of her group classes and that was also a terrific experience. She was really great at being attentive and welcoming to all the participants. I highly recommend Stella for both private and group classes.
I’m bemused and amused by this little slice of frustration Stella Harris serves up for her poor audience. As readers we suffer along with brave Lana as she ventures unknowing into a threesome she never gets to be star player in.
And for all the lack of first person satisfaction, it’s a short, burning story that leaves the reader as aroused and wondering as the main character is. I like how it tosses expectations back Lana’s face as well as our own. I always wonder why more people don’t get involved in threesomes as it just seems so indulgently, wonderfully…horny – and yet here that picture is messed with, the indulgence is half refused as the focus stays on the men and the heroine’s impotent arousal. So much proxy – the reader gets turned on by the heroine getting turned on by the invisible arousal of the men over her… it’s a great Escher drawing of a story!