He confided in me that submissiveness turned him on. However, his ultra-Orthodox upbringing, shyness and awkwardness kept him from exposing his desires to women he was interested in dating. He was a Jewish man, a breadwinner… not a puppy in need of training. His fetish grew inside of him like a steady fire. His nights alone were filled with a virtual mistress, Kleenex and a butt plug. Pain and punishment joined the mischief as well.
Imagination served him well initially but his urge for real sexual satisfaction thrived deep inside and he finally committed to getting what he secretly yearned for.
One night he traveled to downtown NYC and mustered up the courage to walk into Paddles. It was a grimy, dark place where others like him looked for sexual fulfillment. A mistress in high leather boots approached him, took him by the hand and led him to an empty room.
“Disrobe,” she ordered.
He willingly removed his clothing.
First his black skinny jeans. Then his white tee.
He stood in front of her naked and exposed, goosebumps running up and down his arms. His nipples hardened. His cock, the heftiest it had ever been, stood at 90 degrees.
The dominatrix grabbed a length of rope and began to slowly tie him up.
With hands behind his back, he was at her disposal. She pushed him down on his knees; his eyes level with her sultry lips clearly outlined by her black latex thong. She proceeded to spank him, tickle him, and bite him.
The moment he had been waiting for finally arrived. She unveiled a string of small black beads and grinned from ear to ear. As she penetrated him slowly with the beads, she smacked him like the bad boy he was, over and over until he cried out, coming with full force. His body went limp as he found himself in pure ecstasy – completely taken, completely released and without any of the timidness or Jewish guilt that had hindered him like it used to hinder me during adolescence. I was glued to every word he used to tell me his secret and I vouched that next time I would share mine…
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Such an amazing experience! The Sarah Lawrence Jewrotica workshop was more than I could have ever expected – a comfortable, safe, sultry environment where participants clearly felt good about sharing or listening to each other’s intimate experiences and relating them to sexy stories from the Torah. From the moment the workshop began, Ayo had a sweet presence that was kinetic and spread around the room; her storytelling abilities had everyone enraptured and made the conversation topics relata… Read more
Jewrotica is a great way to ask interesting questions about the interplay between sensuality and Jewish wisdom. Check it out.
Jewrotica was everything I had dreamed of and more: sexy attendees, tantalizing confessions, and well-written literature to boot! More importantly, it empowers us Jews to reach inside and own our sexy selves and heritage!
I stepped out of my comfort zone to be a part of this. I was glad to open up the topic of sexuality in my community. We are trying to build a safe space to talk about sex. The result I am most happy about coming from this event is that hopefully now my friends know they can come and talk to me, that I can be their ‘safe space’.
The Jewrotica event “Evening of Jewrotica: Bedside Reading” was awesome. As Master of Confessions, I got to read the deepest, darkest secrets of people in the room out loud… It was scintillating, titillating, and – yes – even educational!
While many people fear the “sex talk,” Jewrotica offers an opportunity for writers and audiences to speak about sexuality in a open and safe space. When I attended a Jewrotica reading, I heard stories that reminded me that love takes many forms, and that expressing it is a vital part of who we are as a people.
I’m into Jewrotica. I went in for my second circumcision.
What an incredible night Jewrotica was!!!! There was this fantastic moment, in a sea of Jews of all sexualities, ages, backgrounds and denominations, that I realized we were all in this together! I hope that there are many more events coming to Austin soon!
You may not tell your mom that you’re going to a live Jewrotica reading (or whatever clever name you will dub these events) but you will tell your friends. However, both would be jealous if they find out that they missed it. I think it will only be a matter of time before Jewrotica helps us reclaim the term “Dirty Jew” the way rap music has done for “The ‘N’ Word.” I know I am now proud to be a Dirty Jew!
Jewrotica rocks. It’s funny, it’s informative, it’s sexy, it’s interesting. Check it out!
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