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I had a massage this morning.

It was the first professional massage in my life.

Oh my god, I could do with one everyday if I could get away with it and not feel hedonistic a la the Last Days of Rome. And if I had the cash, of course, but that's another matter entirely.

I went with made by [livejournal.com profile] queenmab21 and made by [livejournal.com profile] morin to a spa treatment this morning (obscenely early!) because we missed [livejournal.com profile] queenmab21's wedding due to us being on holidays with our families on the date of the celebration, so I hope this made up for it a bit.

We had a lovely time in the darkened room and had a very refreshing breakfast.

I love you both so much!

But dude, the massage itself was nothing I'd ever felt before! Now, I know I carry tension in my shoulders and between my shoulder blades, so I asked the masseuse to focus on those areas and boy did she ever!

First of all, she was this small-ish woman and damn, she was powerful. We were all three of us in the room and under sheets, so it was nice a modest, I guess, despite being naked besides our knickers.
So she started with a little stroking and relaxing the body over the sheet and it was very relaxing indeed. Then she got out the essential oils (musky loveliness!) and began massaging my legs, which I told she could do harder.
And harder.
Glorious pressure.

Then she moved to my back and started moving me back and forth. Then she began pressing into me and I could feel how hard my muscles were and she pressed harder and I said press harder, which she did and fucking hell, the pressure changed into PAIN!
Pain that felt freakin' good!
I groaned and she told me to breathe and every time I breathed out she pressed more and I could hear my muscles pop and grind the cartlidge.

Creepy.

There was also a surprise butt massage, as it would appear that I carry a whole lot of tension in my lower back and gluteus, which surprised me, because my ass is large and soft, but *shurg*

It hurt like hell! And felt fantastic.

I'm a sucker for medicinal pain.

I think if we could have had a slightly longer massage, she would have been able to rub out all the tension between my shoulder blades, because I can feel how tense that area is compared to the rest of me, which it quite buttery right now.

Glorious pressure and glorious pain.

I've never felt so luxurious, I swear.

Date: 2010-10-16 12:47 pm (UTC)
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Apparently staying hydrated helps with avoiding some of the post-massage ache.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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