Tantra

Yang’s hair stood on its ends with excitement. Her eyes invited her new pupil to sit with them. She activates her semblance, igniting her with a warm orangey flame. Yang's choice of clothing kept with the orange theme to reflect her spicy energy- she wore spandex shorts with a matching low cut vest top. The tightness of her shorts and depth of her cleavage left little to the imagination.

As Ren approaches Yang, he notices light shimmering on her glossy lips. He wonders what taste awaits him once their lips meet. The crackle of Yang's smokeless fire drowns out the sound of her sultry breathing. The exotic scent of incense titillates Ren's senses. He sits with his legs crossed on the yoga mat placed before his love guru.

"Welcome, my student! How are you feeling?" Yang says soothingly. Yang chose to use a more formal voice while fulfilling the role of Ren's love guru. Her ‘teacher voice’ took some cues from how courtesans would speak in Mistrali classical theatre- refined and subtly playful.

"Scared, but more alive than ever," Ren contemplates.

"It is natural to be nervous for what I presume is your first time. Would you like me to talk you through my lesson for today or do you prefer a more hands-on approach to learning?" Yang teases.

"I prefer to talk things through. It will help with my nerves," Ren replies.

“There are six traditional types of yoga: Hatha, Raja, Karma, Bhakti, Jhana and Tantra, the type we will be practicing today."

"What makes Tantra different from all the other types?"

"Tantric yoga focuses more on rituals for channelling your energy, including sexual energy. We will begin with a tantric massage. Our goal will be to maintain a state of arousal without reaching an orgasm."

"So, in other words, edging?"

"Edging sounds so crude! I prefer to call it building love stamina!"

"Okay, we'll call it that. And then..."

"Once we are both sufficiently aroused, we will proceed to Maithuna. In the tantric tradition, Maithuna can refer to the act of sex or the sexual fluids generated during intimacy. When we are finished, we will ritually ingest each other's sexual fluids."

Ren's mind went blank as he processed the last sentence Yang spoke.

"Pardon me?" Ren says politely, attempting to mask his bewilderment.

"Did I stutter?" Yang replies jokingly. "There are five substances used in tantric practices- ****, meat, fish, parched grain and sex/sexual fluids. It is essential that we enjoy all five of these substances to fulfil the tantric tradition over the course of our lessons..." Yang continues with an enchanting tone.

"Dare I ask, why are you so insistent on sticking with tradition?" Ren replies.

"Each substance reflects different aspects of human existence and spirituality. All were formerly considered taboo to enjoy in most of Mistral. Finding true liberation means you must be prepared to challenge what the world considers taboo. Wouldn't you agree?" Yang answers.

Ren pondered upon Yang's words... along with what exactly were Yang's sources of information!

He understood why eating meat and fish in the distant past was a taboo in Mistral- various Mistrali faiths practice vegetarianism. **** was historically viewed as a vice in Mistral, especially in the decade before the Great War. Sex was deemed sacred in virtually all societies prior to the Great War and fornication was considered punishable by many cultures. But Ren was dumbfounded on why it was once taboo to eat parched grain in Mistral!

Ren started asking himself how anyone could live happily in such a rigid society like how Mistral was long ago!

There was truth in Yang's words- Mistral citizens have far more personal liberty today because people were prepared to challenge what was considered taboo in the past. The human spirit will always long to be liberated.

Ren feels a flutter in his chest right before he expresses his raw, unfiltered thoughts.

"It is rather odd to discuss following a tradition in order to break free from restrictive ways of thinking, like tradition. I was raised to believe that the path towards liberation was non-attachment. I was taught to avoid the excesses of humanity. But now... I'm starting to see that detachment and repression cut away the parts of people that make them, well, people!" Ren shares.

"Right you are, my pupil! You must work with what's inside you, not against it, to attain enlightenment. Every virtue, every vice and everything in between. When you know yourself, you can master yourself and the world around you. Only then can you sculpt the life that you want to live!" Yang replies.

Enamoured by Yang's wisdom and beauty, Ren feels a weight being lifted from his chest. His semblance spontaneously evolves as he exhales his burdens. Ren begins to see the emotions radiating from Yang's soul like petals in the wind.

His base semblance had the ability to mask the negative emotions of himself and those nearby in order to hide from Grimm. Ren called this state of emotional repression Tranquillity. The trauma of encountering the Nuckalavee, which caused his semblance to unlock out of desperation, had emotionally stunted Ren since he was a child.

Tranquillity began taking on a new meaning in the presence of Yang.

Ren's fear that emotion would doom humanity by attracting Grimm was held by many people throughout Remnant. This view is what led to the suppression of the arts in Mistral and Atlas prior to the Great War. Maybe the doomsayers will be proven right one day. However, part of what makes humanity beautiful is our fragility. The drama found in our highs and lows are what make us human. All great dramas must have a beginning, a middle and an end.

Ren had to abandon his fear of the end so he could enjoy the middle. Today, Ren had made peace with his emotions and those around him.

"I'm prepared to do whatever you tell me!" Ren declares boldly. He wipes the tears from eyes, looking forward with a newfound spark.

"That's the spirit!" Yang says encouragingly.

Yang's divine halo fades as she deactivated her semblance. She instructs Ren to lay on his front so she can massage his lower back first. Ren remained somewhat awestruck with Yang's wisdom before he motioned to lay on his front. He was tempted to ask what Yang had been reading recently. Asking would only delay the fun, thus Ren held onto that question for later!

Ren removes his shirt while Yang places a towel on the orange yoga mat. Once Ren is laid face down, Yang pulls down his trousers slightly to better access his lower back.

Yang's fingers dig deep into Ren's tissues to relieve the tension in his spine. Yang follows the path of Ren's spine from his sacrum to his lower abdomen. Her motion is slow and thoughtful. She monitors Ren's reaction to being touched carefully.

"To become effective at lovemaking, you must learn to control your breath and blood..." Yang narrates while massaging Ren.

Yang's massage improved the circulation around Ren's lower back. His trouser snake begins to slither against the ground thanks to Yang helping blood flow in the right direction. It had been asleep throughout his conversation with Yang due to his nerves.

"Always be mindful of your breath and blood flow..." Yang continues.

The pace of Ren's breath slows to follow the pace of Yang's massage up and down his spine. Ren's evolved semblance practically gives him eyes in the back of his head. The projection of emotions emanating from Yang while she tends to his body are like a psychedelic sunset. Their shared intimacy flickers with orange sparks of excitement and green serenity.

"Think of lovemaking like a dance. You have to keep rhythm... feel out your partner to know their pace, be mindful of space and follow your beating heart," Yang concludes.

Yang notices that Ren is getting rather fidgety while massaging his lower back- probably because of the friction between his penis and yoga mat.

"I'm sensing your energy has risen! Roll on your back for me," Yang announces.

Ren is visibly embarrassed to show his erection. He turns on his back sheepishly. His erection stands out like an ancient monument in the middle of a desert! Ren closes his eyes with both his hands on his chest as Yang examines his pants.

"A tantric massage isn't only about masturbating the penis. I will be touching all the areas around your genitals to channel the flow of your energy," Yang says while feeling around Ren's crotch gently.

Ren nods in approval. Yang removes Ren's pants, leaving him buck naked. Ren tries to imagine that he is in a doctor's clinic. He tells himself that there is nothing wrong with being touched. Once Yang begins to massage Ren's upper and inner thighs, she considers giving Ren some sound advice in sexual health.

"This would be a good time for me to mention what could go wrong for you as the 'giver' during lovemaking. There are three kinds of common erectile dysfunction. Believe it or not, I have experienced all three!" Yang says.

Yang's right hand fondles Ren's testicles. She circles his perineum (the area between the genitals and the anus) with her left hand while cupping his balls. There is a tenderness to Ren's body. A sweet blend between a toned martial artist and a pretty boy. Tough in the areas he needed to be but a softy everywhere else. The sensitivity of his perineum and testicles was higher than most specimens Yang has examined. His penis would flail about from simple gestures. Yang was pleased to see that Ren's phallus was so responsive.

"First, you have performance anxiety. This is where you can’t get it up. So long as your partner is patient and you are not harsh on yourself, this can be managed very easily. Remember that your hands and your tongue can be used to deliver pleasure during times when your trouser snake is shy," Yang continues.

Ren squirms as Yang clutches the bottom of his shaft. She holds the base of Ren's penis with her right hand tightly. Trapping the blood in his penis makes her long, slow strokes from her left hand all the more indulgent! Ren's breathing accelerates. His hands curl into fists. He hisses the air in an attempt to calm himself down. Ren did not seem like a frequent masturbator. He was getting too aroused too quickly for that to be the case.

"Second, you have premature ejaculation. During one of the earliest sexual encounters I had with a woman, I ejaculated in under two minutes! Coincidentally, it was with a massage lady. Premature ejaculation can be both a result of psychological factors and physical. Building sexual stamina takes practice- mentally and physically."

Yang's oily fingers reach the tip to Ren's phallus. She unsheathes his foreskin and swirls the palm of her hand against his glans. Precum is seeping from his urethra. Yang delivers a corkscrew motion around his tip, twisting her fingers around his cock repeatedly. Sighs of pleasure break through Ren’s will to resist making any noise. Yang proceeds to jerk just his tip. The coating of moisture from the massage oil makes Yang's phallus feel heavenly! Ren clutches his upper thighs for dear life to withstand Yang's onslaught!

"Thirdly, you have delayed ejaculation, aka **** grip syndrome. This is where you cannot achieve an orgasm after long periods of stimulation due to bodily damage or a desensitized penis. I had a phase where I **** gripped my penis. These days, I only masturbate with lube or cream while my foreskin is peeled to avoid it. Train yourself to ejaculate with less friction and lower speed if you experience delayed ejaculation. And do not edge! Just finish!”

Yang slows down her hand job. Her right hand releases the base of Ren's penis. Yang takes some more massage oil and applies it directly onto Ren's cock and balls. She caresses every patch of skin on Ren's genitals with massage oil. The fruity smell made it very enjoyable for both of them. For the first time, Ren looks down at his waist to see what Yang is doing. His shaft looks much better all oiled up against a candlelit backdrop. Ren looks at Yang with a smile.

Ren sighs with relief in the comfort of Yang’s hands, tilting his head back to relax. Big mistake! This is a lesson, not a lounge-about! Yang’s dominant right hand jerks Ren’s cock at full throttle! The burst of pleasure shocks him to attention! Ren looks down to witness his cock being manhandled! Yang glances at Ren with a malicious grin!

"Remember what I said about rhythm? Everyone has a limited amount of time they remain stimulated before they orgasm. Be disciplined. Stop before your reaching orgasm threshold then switch to something different. Head, hands, a new position, whatever takes your fancy. I will teach you a mantra center yourself while you are lovemaking: Vam. It is rooted in the name of an ancient Mistrali sea god. Say Vam when you are close to the edge!" Yang says, acting oblivious to her fierce masturbation.

"Vam!" Ren exclaims immediately.

Yang's jerking stops on a dime as she pinches Ren's tip to close his urethra. Ren's balls feel a mild tingle- his near orgasm state subsides rather quickly. Ren did not realise pinching his urethra closed would be so effective at preventing an ejaculation.

"Remember what it feels like to approach your threshold. Pinch your tip if necessary to stop an ejaculation," Yang advises.

"I don't have a lot of time before I reach my threshold..." Ren confesses.

"The penis is like any other muscle in the body. You can train it. I will give you a minute before I bring you to the brink again," Yang replies calmly.

"How many more times are you going to bring me to the brink?" Ren asks.

"Guess..." Yang answers ominously.

Ren's evolved semblance makes him witness dark petals of mischief blooming from Yang's mind! So many that it makes it seem like her hair is turning black. Yang's eyes then turn red; her semblance reveals her sadistic delight, knowing she will deny Ren an orgasm until he goes mad!

Yang brought Ren to the edge of orgasming seven times! She taunts him by promising kisses each time he can hold back the urge to ejaculate. The latter orgasm denials were greater **** than those which came before once Yang added prostate massages to Ren's masturbation!

Yang masturbated Ren face up on the yoga mat, on all fours, from behind, standing up, with her feet, between her cleavage and accompanied with a blowjob!

Ren sat in a baking heat once Yang was done toying with him. Receiving pleasure was only half of lovemaking however. The next section of Yang's lesson would educate Ren on how to give pleasure.

"Now it is your turn to please me," Yang declares lustfully. She sat legs agape on the yoga mat mirroring Ren's position.