Mata Hari - Courtesan or Femme Fatale

Exotic dancer, courtesan, and accused spy, Mata Hari has become the symbol of seductive treachery.

On August 7, 1876, Antje van der Meulen gave birth to Margaretha Geertruida Zelle in Leeuwarden, Friesland in the Netherlands. The child would grow up and become known as one of history’s most notorious femme fatales, Mata Hari.

With her father’s successful investments, Margaretha lived an affluent lifestyle, attending private schools until the age 13. Lavished with nearly everything a little girl wanted, she developed a strong taste for being the center of attention.

As with many good things, it wouldn’t last. In 1889, her father went bankrupt and her parents divorced. After much turmoil, Margaretha was sent to live with her godfather, Mr. Visser.

Here, her descent into the sensual world of men began. While studying to be a kindergarten teacher, the headmaster openly flirted with her. Offended by the headmaster’s brazen advances, Margaretha's godfather removed her from the institution, ending her educational career. Unhappy with her living arrangements, Margaretha fled to her uncle’s house in The Hague.

At 18, she answered a personal ad in a Dutch newspaper. Colonial Army Captain Rudolf MacLeod was looking for a wife, and Margaretha was looking for a way out. The two were married in Amsterdam on July 11, 1895. Coming from an affluent family himself, MacLeod’s marriage to Margaretha pushed her into the Dutch upper class, a position she took to easily.

MacLeod’s assignment took them to Java in the Dutch East Indies, where Margaretha gave birth two children, a boy and a girl. But the marriage began to disintegrate as MacLeod’s alcoholism and his blaming her for his lack of promotion, escalated. To add insult to injury, MacLeod blatantly kept both a native wife and a concubine.

Disillusioned by marriage, Margaretha searched for a new protector and eventually moved in with another officer, Van Rheedes. There she studied the Indonesian traditions and culture and joined a local dance company. In 1897, she revealed her new artistic name, Mata Hari, which literally translated in Indonesian means eye of the day.

After much urging, Margaretha returned to MacLeod, though his aggressive behavior hadn’t changed. Tragedy struck in 1899 when their son died of complications related to the treatment of syphilis. The family moved back to the Netherlands, where the couple eventually divorced. MacLeod retained custody of the daughter.

In 1903, Margaretha moved to Paris, where she became known as Lady MacLeod, and performed as a circus horse rider. Struggling to make a living, she took work posing as an artist’s model.

Her career caught fire in 1905, when she began gaining fame for her exotic dancing, and Mata Hari was officially born. Using her knowledge of the cultures she’d studied, Mata Hari blossomed in the entertainment world.

Seductive and flirtatious, Margaretha flaunted her body and captivated audiences. From her fame, she garnered the position of mistress for millionaire Emile Etienne Guimet.

Mata Hari became known as the Java princess of priestly Hindu birth. Pretending to be immersed in the art of sacred Indian dance, she was photographed numerous times nude or nearly nude, which fortunately or unfortunately helped strengthen MacLeod’s argument for keeping custody of their daughter.

Though her provocative style had her shedding clothes left and right, Mata Hari was rarely seen without a jeweled bra. Self-conscious of her small breasts, Margaretha kept the elaborate bra in place. Rumor has it she may have also worn a body stocking as her privates are not visible in photographs where they should be.

Her skill elevated exotic dance to a respectable status and opened new opportunities for entertainment, some which became world renowned in Paris during later years.

Along with her successful dancing career, Mata Hari was an extremely successful courtesan. Her sensuality and erotic nature far outweighed her lack of classic beauty. She was widely sought after by high-ranking military officers, politicians and even nobility. Her liaisons with influential men often took her across international borders.

As World War I approached, her reputation as a free-spirited artist changed to one of a dangerous seductress.

Due to her Dutch residency, Margaretha was able to freely cross national borders. She often travelled between France and the Netherlands by way of Spain and Britain to avoid the battlefields. During such tumultuous times, her travels invariably drew attention.

In 1916, she was arrested when her steamer from Spain made port in Falmouth in England. Brought to London, Margaretha was interrogated at length by Sir Basil Thomson, Assistant Commissioner at New Scotland Yard and in charge of counter-espionage, but she was later released.

Though the full account of the interrogation and her subsequent admission that she’d been working for French Intelligence is in Britain’s National Archives, it’s unclear whether she lied. Perhaps she believed the story made her sound more intriguing. A more traitorous theory is that the French authorities were using her and threw her to the dogs to prevent international embarrassment and backlash.

In January, 1917, messages to Berlin, describing the helpful activities of German spy, code-name H-21, were transmitted by the German military attaché’ in Madrid. French intelligence agents intercepted the messages and identified H-21 as Mata Hari. Oddly, the messages were in a code the German’s already knew the French had broken, leaving many historians to suspect the messages had been contrived and poor Margaretha had been wrongly set up as a double agent.

On February 13, 1917, Mata Hari was arrested in her room at the Hotel Plaza Athenee in Paris. She stood trial, accused of working for Germany and consequently causing the death of at least 50,000 soldiers.

Though French and British intelligence suspected Mata Hari of spying for the Germans, they could not produce any definitive evidence against her. Secret ink found in her room was one of the only incriminating pieces of evidence presented.

 

Despite the slew of letters she wrote to the Dutch Consul in Paris claiming her innocence, Mata Hari was slated for execution by firing squad.

On October 15, 1917, Father Arbaux, two sisters of charity, Captain Bouchardon, and Maitre Clunet, her lawyer, entered her cell in the early morning. Margaretha still slept, calm and untroubled. Gently shaken awake by the sisters, they informed her that her hour had come.

After hastily writing two letters and dressing, Mata Hari was taken from her cell to a waiting automobile. She was whisked through the still sleeping city, the time barely 5:30 AM.

Recreation of Mata Hari's from a movie made in 1920.

They arrived at Caserne de Vincennes, the barracks of the old fort which Germans stormed in 1870. The troops were already drawn up for execution. Twelve Zouaves, forming the firing squad line, stood at ease with their rifles.

When offered the blindfold, Mata Hari replied, “Must I wear that?”

She was allowed to be unblindfolded and unbound. Standing straight with grace and pride, Margaretha faced her executioners.

A sharp command sounded and the twelve men drew to attention. Another command and their rifles were hefted to their shoulders. Each man gazed down the barrel trained on the breast of their target.

She didn’t move, didn’t flinch.

A last command and the volley of shots rang through the morning.

Unlike the dramatic death scenes in the old time movies, Margaretha simply slumped to the ground, settling to her knees, her head always up. It’s said her expression didn’t change and for a fraction of a second she tottered there, gazing at her executioners, before bending at the waist and falling backwards.

A non-commissioned officer drew his revolver and placed the muzzle to her temple and shot, leaving no doubt that Mata Hari was dead.

A double-agent getting her just rewards, or a woman who’s only desire was to live and love large? The famous courtesan certainly fires the imagination of lust and intrigue.

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Reference: Wikipedia, Femme Fatale, A Biography of Mata Hari by Pat Shipman 

To Touch a Lover's Lips - The Aphrodisac of Food

Content Advisory: Graphic language

Aphrodisiac:  a food, drug, potion, or other agent that arouses the sexual nature.

The saying goes, if you want to know a person in bed, watch them eat.

This can be quite unfortunate for those with greedy ways. If a selfish diner constantly takes the last bit of food or ignores their companion’s request for another helping, the glutton may find themselves eating alone.

There’s no denying the connection between food and sex. Both evoke strong feelings of pleasure, play on the senses, and are vital for the continuation of a species. Eating, like sex, should be savored and shared.

The French are renowned for their expertise in lovemaking and cooking, so it’s no surprise that numerous words pertaining to food and sex originated from the French language.

Dining is an event in many countries. An act to linger over. An experience to awaken the tongue, lips, and taste buds. Food is not only delicious, but is also pleasing to the eye and touch. It’s easy to understand how, through history, so many foods have come to be labeled as aphrodisiacs.

From the beginning of human existence, the apple has held the spotlight as the ultimate aphrodisiac. Woe to poor Adam who could not resist Eve’s tempting gift. An ancient folklore says if you cut an apple in half, top to bottom; Eve’s offered temptation will be revealed. Is it any surprise the sliced fruit resembles a vulva?

In Europe, during the middle ages, the apple was prevalent in love magic. A woman was instructed to sleep with and apple placed under her arm or in any of her private parts. If in the morning she could convince a man to eat the fruit, the woman would become the apple of his eye. Let’s hope she washed it first.

Touted by Old World Spanish as an erotic stimulant, avocados became a frequent food at the royal courts. The Aztec’s word for avocado, ahuacatl, means testicle. It’s thought to refer to the stone and not the entire fruit—unless historians have failed to report that those virile Aztecs were packing more than just avocados.

The recipe for Bouillabaisse, a fish stew, is said to have been created by the goddess Venus herself. She’d hoped to fashion a food so appealing it would stir the fire god, Vulcan, into fiery lovemaking.

Though the butt of many jokes, fish has a long-standing reputation for being an aphrodisiac and is associated with fertility. The tastes and textures of seafood are very sensual, not to mention erotic shapes. Colors we find seductive, red and white, may also add to the reasoning behind the delicacies aphrodisiac title.

Of course, we can’t fail to mention the odor of seafood, which mimic a body’s stimulated aroma. The flavors, salty and fresh, bring to mind human sexual fluids. With all elements combined, seafood has crossed the boundaries of culture and earned its reputation.

Recipes to seduce abound through history. Cheikh Nefzaoui, who lived in the 15th century, wrote The Perfumed Garden, a sexual manual. He recommended almonds and pine kernels mixed with thick honey. Taken at bedtime on three consecutive nights, the mixture was said to heighten a man’s carnal appetites.


Nefzaoui also advised a man to concoct a mixture containing a moderate quantity of pepper, lavender, galangal, and musk. Then reduce to a powder, sift and mix with honey and preserved ginger. The man was to then wash his penis with warm water and rub the member vigorously with the mixture. He describes how the penis will grow large and brawny, and afford to the woman a marvelous feeling of voluptuousness.

It is this blogger’s humble opinion that the mixture had very little to do with achieving the erection.

Madam Pompadour attempted many aphrodisiac dishes to entice the king.

She created a soup containing shrimp in chicken stock, flavored with dill. A capon stuffed with chestnut puree and an omelet containing pieces of ginger were two of her other endeavors. History mentions her persuasive attempts to feed him celery, a vegetable regarded highly by the Greeks. We can only assume the results were positive, as she was the favorite among his mistresses.

Even today, one of the most heralded food aphrodisiacs is chocolate. Ask any woman. Originally drank by the Aztecs to their sacred goddess of fertility, Xochiquetzal, chocolate has become a symbol of romance in modern times.

While at the Court of Montezuma, Cortez ate the sweet, making him the first European to ever to taste the delicacy. Brought to the New World, chocolate’s aphrodisiac reputation spread through the masses. By the 17^th century, monks in France had prohibited the consumption of chocolate, stating that it inflamed a person’s desire.

But during the rein of Louis XIV, the sweet found favor in the French Court. If a lady accepted chocolate from the king, it indicated he had invited her to his bed and she had accepted. No mixed messages with these uncomplicated courtly advances.

With today’s hectic lives, it’s difficult to make every meal a culinary masterpiece. Some days might consist of a donut and a cup of coffee, much like the morning quickie, before you hit the shower. But when possible, making time to indulge in the nuances of a five course meal can stir the libido to new heights and put a spring in a sagging relationship.

If you enjoyed this segment, please return for more Sexy History and new fiction on July 8 and 15.

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The Things We Do For Love ~ Aphrodisiacs

Aphrodisiac—1. An agent (as a food or drug) that arouses or is held to arouse sexual desire. 2. Something that excites.

                                                                                                  Webster’s Dictionary

With such a general description, aphrodisiacs can range from chairs to caviar—dildos to dancing. There’s sure to be something for everyone. Derived from the Greek goddess of love, Aphrodite, aphrodisiacs have been used by every culture for millennia. Often times an item fell into favor with no scientific evidence.

So why does society need aphrodisiacs? In modern day the saying ‘Variety is the spice of life’ probably rings the truest. With the life span of people growing ever longer, it’s conceivable to be in a relationship with one person for seventy years. Society’s drive for the fountain of youth often finds octogenarians still sexually active. With a little imagination and a few aphrodisiacs, couples can enjoy an active sex life for decades.

Hundreds of years ago the need for aphrodisiacs was quite different. One possible theory is to balance diet. In a time when the rich got fatter from eating too much meat and too many sweets, aphrodisiacs may have been used to bring a sagging libido back into play. The scenario is similar to people of today who frequently fuel their bodies with fast food and chemical laden drinks instead of healthy choices that rev the body with energy and vigor. Let’s face facts; anybody who has stuffed themselves on Thanksgiving knows that lazing on the couch after dinner sounds a lot better than going three rounds in the bedroom. Thus was the daily life of the rich and privileged.

Fertility rituals were also a big hit in ancient times. As heirs to the throne and large families to work the fields were coveted, people employed a wide variety of aphrodisiacs. Plants, herbs, and even animal totems were thought to hold the secret combination to impregnation.

Virility often times sent warriors, kings, and any man wishing to prove his manliness, searching for the magic remedy that could trump the natural limitations of male sexual performance. Hindu scholars have studied these matters for thousands of years and have an extensive research on erotology, or the science of love-making.

Before modern dentistry, tooth decay was prevalent and went hand in hand with halitosis. Nothing quashes desire like a bad case of morning breath. And so the search for remedies to combat bad breath ensued. Many were aromatic, some even astringent and anti-septic. Today, few people with love on their mind forget to brush, floss, and rinse.

Aphrodisiacs can be split into several groups for better identification—analogous, associative, cannibalistic, therapeutic, sensory—and let’s not forget novelty.

Analogous, which means ‘similar to’, are aphrodisiacs that resemble sexual body parts. A sliced fig for example, can resemble a woman’s vagina and therefore be arousing to some when eaten. Cucumbers, a most phallic symbol, have always gotten a good rap as a woman’s best friend in the refrigerator.

Associative aphrodisiacs are those that we associate with sexual activity. Whether from stories we heard as kids, folklore, or our own experience, these aphrodisiacs remind us of the erotic. Many sexual stimulants cross over to other groups. Something that is analogous can also be associative.

If you partake in cannibalistic aphrodisiacs, this does not mean you are Hannibal Lecter. Often times misunderstood, cannibalistic simply refers to the eating of the vital organ of an animal—not your neighbor. Many believed they would absorb the strength and virility of the animal by eating the organ, i.e. bull testicles, or known in finer establishments as Rocky Mountain Oysters. Yum.

Aphrodisiacs that are sexually stimulating are known as therapeutic. These can be drunk, inhaled, snorted, rubbed on to the skin, or eaten.  Mainly therapeutic aphrodisiacs reduce inhibition and let a person’s sexual nature shine through. As many will attest to, there’s nothing sexier than a drunken bridesmaid around one in the morning.

Sensory aphrodisiacs are those which prolong or make sex more intense. Massage, porn movies, or sexual games, and even erotic art just to name a few.

Lastly are the novelty aphrodisiacs. These are things that had fallen into favor and the merchants pushed to sell. At one time the potato was considered a novelty aphrodisiac. Nowadays penis enhancers, Viagra, or any herbal remedy touted to enhance the libido can be lumped in this group.

Some of the most common items and foods have been and are still considered aphrodisiacs.

The apple—from the beginning of theology, the apple has reined as the forbidden fruit. The world may have been a very different place if Eve had not offered Adam the apple.

Alcohol—taken in small quantities, liquor can turn a wallflower into the most sexually confident woman in the room. Alcohol has been known to relax inhibitions and make something that was old and in a rut, a new exciting experience. Nothing says getting laid like dinner and drinks.

The Carrot—we were always told that eating our carrots would make our eyesight better, but the Arabs believed stewed carrots in milk stimulated both sexual appetite and performance. One must wonder. Chocked full of vitamin A, B1, C, E, and carotene, this snack certainly couldn’t do any harm unless you’re lactose intolerant.

Dance—from ancient times dance has enticed, teased and lured the opposite sex. The infamous Dance of the Seven Veils, performed by Salome, so inflamed King Herod he granted her the head of John the Baptist, which is kind of creepy considering he was married to her mother, but a testament to the seductive powers of dance.

Eyes—with a coy glance or a flutter of the eyelashes a single message can be conveyed. More powerful than words, the glance given from one person to another speaks volumes.

           

Leather—whether on an expensive handbag, a riding crop, or a pair of chaps worn by a male stripper, leather is a turn-on. The aroma and texture have many shoppers gliding their hands lovingly across a new sofa as they inhale the expensive odor.

So do aphrodisiacs work? The only answer is if it jazzes up the users sex drive then it works. Not all aphrodisiacs are created equal just as no man is created the same. What might be one man’s aphrodisiac may be another man’s lunch.

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If you enjoyed Aphrodisiacs, please read next months more in-depth look at specific aphrodisiacs, their origins and effects. Also, don’t forget to read part three of The Girl Who Cried Wolf on Friday, May 13.

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*Reference: Aphrodisiacs—An Encyclopedia of Erotic Wisdom

Gold Rush Dreams and Jaded Ladies

Content Advisory: Adult situations and prostitution.

Lottie went to the diggings.

With Lottie we must be just.

If she didn’t shovel tailings,

Where’d she get her dust?

On August 6, 1898 the rumored arrival of a ship loaded with over two tons of gold and sixty-eight newly wealthy miners spread like fire through the Seattle area. Within hours sensible men had quit their jobs, dedicated men had left their families, and fortune hunters had spent their last dime on supplies, all with the intention of journeying into the harsh beauty of the Yukon to grab their piece of the pot.



Chilkoot Pass



But men were not the only adventurous souls to set their sights on the golden dream. Women of every social station shed their mundane routines and joined the swarm of men on the treacherous trip up north and the deadly thirty-three mile trek over the Chilkoot Pass and into Dawson City.

Restricted by Victorian morality, the Klondike Gold Rush was just the excuse these daring and sometimes desperate women needed to leave a life of security or poverty, and embrace an unknown and exciting future. Any hardships they would face were well worth the trouble when the possibility of wealth and independence was the payoff.

But as so often happens, the glimmering promise of gold dimmed once the women realized there were no respectable jobs to be found. Though it was legal to file a claim under a woman’s name, it was still considered improper. Mining was backbreaking work and unless paired with a man, the chore often proved too difficult.

If a woman was lucky, she might find a job as a laundress for $5 a day plus room and board, or a housekeeper for $12 a week plus room an board. But with the skyrocketing cost of supplies and rent, it became impossible for these hardy females to buy a simple meal.

What’s a girl to do? Go home? Many had spent their last dollar on their arduous journey and arrived in Dawson City broke and hungry. Suicide? Sadly, this was too often the path chosen by the desperate. With the gender rate reaching ten-thousand men to eight-hundred women, the choice became obvious. Like the devil holding the answer to their survival, the brothels, dancehalls, and saloons became a haven for the girls and women who were so far from home.

With companionship in short supply and gold dust overflowing, many of these working girls embraced their life and learned how to work the system. Dance hall or commission girls earned approximately $40 a week plus, 25% commission on any drinks sold, 50% on dances, and $7.50 on a pint of champagne. One commission girl reported that on her best night she earned $750 simply by talking to a lonely miner.

“The poor ginks just gotta spend it. They’re scared they’ll die before they get it out of the ground.”

                                                                                                                                          Diamond Tooth Gertie Lovejoy

Prostitutes earned $3 to every dollar earned by the dancehall girls. The clever strumpet used her own scale to weigh the gold dust she received in trade for her companionship. The standard four ounces of gold, or $64, for fifteen minutes often measured out more to the tune of eight ounce by the time she finished weighing the miner’s payment.

“A Dawson City girl did not need good looks. She needed stamina, a cold, calculating eye, and utter ruthlessness.”

Cy Martin

Not everybody like the bawdy women and their practices, but most accepted them as a necessary evil. Several of the showgirls in Dawson garnered quite a name for themselves and lived the life of their dreams.



Klondike Kate



Klondike Kate, or Kathleen Rockwell as friends and family in Spokane, Washington knew her, grew up as a rebellious teenager, preferring an independent spirit over social rules and learning.

It’s rumored when Kate was denied entrance into Canada on her way to Alaska, she donned boys clothing and hopped onboard a boat heading to the Yukon. Once in Dawson City, Kate found her niche’ and became a local celebrity by performing her famed Flame Dance. With elegant and graceful moves, Kate managed to keep two-hundred yards of chiffon airborne for the duration of her dance. In her first year in the Klondike, Kate earned thirty-thousand dollars and secured a place for herself among the citizens of Dawson City.

Diamond Tooth Gertie Lovejoy headlined at the Palace Grand Theater during her stint in Dawson. Though she ended up marrying a respectable lawyer who had been her client, polite society never accepted Gertie as one of them. Perhaps the diamond jammed between her front teeth had something to do with the social snub.

Not far behind the sinner travels the saint. Church-going women soon arrived on the scene, rolled up their sleeves, and tried to help out or cast out the soiled doves. But the roots of prostitution and the need of the miners had burrowed too deep to eradicate the practice completely. The Reformists were somewhat successful in relocating the red-light district to the edge of town and building a tall green fence around the area. However, their efforts could never fully purge the city of sin.

“Of all the predatory, gold digging, disease-eaten, crooked female devils this side of Hell, the worst were in the Klondike in the early days.”

                                                                                                        E.C. Trewlawney-Ansell

Six prostitutes in Dawson City

As the discovery of gold in Fairbanks drew more miners, the prostitutes followed, as did the Reformists. Thomas Marquam, a brilliant criminal attorney quickly made a name for himself by defending the prostitutes, gamblers, and bar owners in the area. He also became the editor of the Fairbanks Times and was later elected as the mayor.

After the death of his wife, Marquam sought solace in the red-light district and namely in the arms of Ray Alderman. His affair with the prostitute was well known throughout Fairbanks but didn’t cause him problems until Fairbanks became the focus of a visit from the president of the United States, Warren G. Harding.

A delegation of irate matrons confronted Marquam and demanded he end the tawdry relationship with that woman. They argued his association with her would make the citizens of Fairbanks a laughing stock. Taking their dispute to heart, Marquam asked Ray Alderman to be his wife and she accepted. Much to the meddling harpies’ consternation, Ms. Alderman not only became the first lady of Fairbanks, but also the first lady in the reception party for President Warren G. Hardy. One must wonder if Thomas Marquam thought, “Take that you old battleaxes.”

Though landing a husband was like shooting fish in a barrel, many of the women decided they liked the independent life prostitution afforded them. Gussie Lamore, a nineteen year old prostitute, turned down a miner by the name of Bill Gates who offered to pay her her weight in gold if she married him.

She replied, “Independence is a good deal too.”

Miss Violet Raymond was the undisputed belle of the camp. Once the reining queen of burlesque in Juneau, the owner of The Gold Hill Hotel paid an enormous amount for her to move to Dawson City and perform.

“Her admirers numbered by the score,” reported gold king, Antone Stander, Violet’s future husband. To woo her away from the limelight, Stander bought every diamond in the camp and presented them to Miss Violet in a necklace that hung nearly to her knees. He also gifted her with $20,000 in gold dust, a lard bucket full of odd-shaped gold nuggets, and offered her $1000 a month allowance if she married him.

“I make good money—but not that good,” replied Violet.

They were married a short time later.

Klondike Kate is the only good-time girl to receive any recognition for her part in the Yukon Gold Rush. In 1931, wearing the $1500 Parisian dress she wore during her glory days in Dawson City, Kate was honored by over a thousand aging pioneers.

Many of the Gold Rush sirens and wealthy prospectors found joy in each others arms for short span of time, but few were able to keep the flames of passion burning once they left the wild atmosphere of the mining camps. Greed and suspicion replaced all-consuming passion and the very gold that brought the lovers together, soon tore them apart. Divorce, swindles, gambling, and even murder litter the pages of history for these unfortunate gold rush marriages.

Praying the north still held the key to happiness, many penniless Gold Rush veterans traveled back to Alaska in hopes of regaining their fortune. Few ever achieved the measure of success they’d previously experienced, but it wasn’t for lack of trying.

Like the thousands of men who journeyed into the unknown to find their fortunes, these spirited females of the Klondike fought and slaved for their part of the dream. Gold Rush history would not be nearly so colorful or interesting without these jaded ladies.

~Boone Brux~

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White Tigeress and the Jade Dragon

Content Advisory: Descriptions of sexual acts and graphic launguage, erotic art.

“The Dragon quietly returns to Heaven. The Tigress roars and roams the earth.”

 —White Tigress Manual

Secret societies, sex, and immortality—the description smacks of sensationalized Hollywood, but nothing could be farther from the truth. The sect of the White Tigress dates back to ancient China and still exists today. Just as the male Taoist master sought the gift of immortality through vigorous sexual discipline, so did the female practitioner.

Every bit as ferocious in her desire to achieve eternal beauty and spiritual immortality, a student dedicated years of intense study to learn the ways of the Tigress.

“Hmmm,” you might say. “Eternal beauty and spiritual immortality, I’m down with that. How can I enjoy the benefits of being a White Tigress?”

Though gaining access to the society is easier today, in ancient times the private, all-girls club was by invitation only. The society was so secretive that a Tigress might have no knowledge of other practitioners within her own family.

As a rule, Tigresses avoided contact with each other. A student might have known a handful of other women taught by a shared teacher, but would not have known any of the students who came before or after her. A Tigress guarded her identity and never shared her practice outside the elite community.

Once a woman decided to undertake the life of a Tigress, she spent the next nine years immersed in the lifestyle and training. Sometime during the first three years, a Tigress could acquire a Jade Dragon. No, this wasn’t a green dildo. The Jade Dragon was a male Taoist, who engaged in sexual practices with the Tigress. Though not her only partner, he was her benefactor and protector.

Together they forged a mutual agreement based on helping each other and furthering their instruction. Normally, the couple remained together for the duration of a Tigress’s first three years, at which point they would decide whether to separate or continue their partnership.

Green Dragons were an important part of a Tigress’s training. Unlike a Jade Dragon, a Green Dragon’s sole purpose was for acquiring sexual energy and semen by the Tigress. These men were crucial to the success of her practice, and as such, a Tigress and her Jade Dragon spent great time and effort meeting and securing worthy men.

However, before a Tigress’s training even began, she needed to decide which of the four classes she would enter.

Suckling Tigress—named for a young tiger cub, the Suckling Tigress was a trainee and was not required to practice with Green Dragons or pick a Jade Dragon. Her training consisted of a six-month period where her teacher provided surrogate males for her to practice and learn the basics of becoming a Tigress. At the end of her six-months, the student reviewed what she had learned and chose one of the next stages for fulfilling her training.

Wandering Tigress—like the tigress roaming the forest, this type of Tigress was on her own and consulted with her teacher every few months for advice. She had no Jade Dragon and provided her own means of support.

Denned Tigress—This Tigress lived and practiced with a Jade Dragon, and relied completely on him for support. Together they engaged in a three-year contract, during which the Tigress consulted with her teacher every few months. Usually the Denned Tigress saved any earnings her Dragon gave her for the time when their agreement ended.

Leashed Tigress—a Leashed Tigress was on the high road to becoming a White Tigress. If a student did not wish to leave her teacher, she could be symbolically leashed to them. But this rarely happened, for like the Jade Dragon, the teacher would be responsible for all financial support to her/his student.

“The Tigress first learns from her mother how to survive.

She then has three paths in which to begin her hunt.

No matter which path she walks, the Green Dragon is her prey.

She gathers the essences of the Dragon and Tiger.

When the essences fuse, the spirit embryo manifests.

The spirit embryo carries her to the Heavenly Abode,

Where Hsi Wang Mu happily bestows the

Peach of Immortality upon her new daughter.”

—White Tigress Manual

Consuming the Peach of Immortality

The Tigress lies on the bed with her head supported on a pillow and her Jade Dragon nestled between her thighs. Another pillow is placed under her buttocks to position her peach for stimulation. The room should be quiet, incense burning, and both participants should refrain from talking. (However, this seems obvious for the man since his mouth will be full.)

The Jade Dragon gently places his index finger, up to his first knuckle, inside her vagina. The Tigress cups her breasts and begins gyrating her hips in an attempt to push his finger deeper—but he won’t allow it.

Once sufficiently wet, the man places the head of his cock inside her vagina, supporting his body over hers. He isn’t allowed to lie on top. Only the head of his penis and her vagina may touch. She again gyrates, trying to drive him deeper, and again he refuses. At the same time, she offers both her nipples to her Jade Dragon. He circles his tongue around her nipples and lightly sucks them into his mouth.

Talk about upper body strength!

As her climax draws near, the Tigress signals her partner. They change positions, him on the bottom and her top with her moist peach pressed over his mouth, and his cock completely engulfed by her—to the base if possible.

With gentle sucking motions, the Jade Dragon draws all of her fluid into his mouth and swallows. When the Tigress reaches orgasm, she removes his penis from her mouth and lets out the haa sound, pushing her pussy hard onto his mouth. He leaves his mouth open to receive the fluid. When she is done, the Jade Dragon places his tongue against his teeth, closes his mouth, and sucks the mixture back and forth thirty-six times. Sitting upright, he divides the mixture into three equal parts and swallows with a big gulp. Yum, yum.

“Twirl the lotus, but do not harm the petals. The Dragon plays in the Tigress’s cave.”

Twirling the Lotus —White Tigress Manual

Twirling the Lotus

When a Tigress decided to let a Green Dragon perform oral sex on her, it was with the ironclad condition that he must bring her to orgasm. No longer submissive, the Tigress turned fierce in her insistence that the Green Dragon stay on task until she climaxed. Yet another reason to admire the White Tigress.

Lying over the edge of a bed, table, or reclining in a chair, the Tigress spread her legs wide and places her hands on her inner thighs to expose as much of her girlie bits as possible. She then instructed the Green Dragon to place a thumb directly into her vagina and place the other hand under her buttocks in order to raise her vulva to his mouth. At this point her command was something along the lines of, “Lick, and don’t stop licking until you’ve rocked my world.”

Their play may have varied, but no matter what position, speed, or exact location she ordered her Dragon to focus on, the desired result remained the same.

Spanking

According to the White Tigress manual, a healthy spanking awakens nerve endings and helps draw blood to the area for softer, smoother skin. From a sexual standpoint, being spanked was a high form of submission, placing the spanker in control. The Tigress made sure to moan with pleasure so her Green Dragon remained comfortable with the situation.

The spanking was to be just strong enough to redden her ass. In doing so, sufficient blood gathered to strengthen her muscles and nourish her skin. After a vigorous session of spanking with her Green Dragon, a Tigress often found it cathartic to have her Jade Dragon spank her in pretend punishment. This helped soothe the sting of watching his Tigress with a Green Dragon or listening to her reenact how giving and submissive she’d been with another man. Her Jade Dragon would question, then spank, question, and spank. In reality, the Jade Dragon never spanked unless his Tigress asked for it.

The Dragon Leaps on the Tigress’s  Back

A woman gained a great deal of energy from partial anal penetration, but only if performed gently and in moderation. Of all the forms of sex, anal penetration can be one of the most destructive if done too vigorously. Only the head of the penis was inserted and slowly pulled out. If done correctly the act stimulated the hui yin, returning yin, or kundalini gland. This offered big kudos in restoring a Tigress’s youthfulness. However, ejaculating while in the back door was a no-no. His release dissipated the sexual energy, which definitely was not her desired outcome.

The White Tigress believed in the power of sexual energy, and the necessity of practiced and guided use to gain its full positive potential. If not respected and protected, only physical and psychological damage can be the result.

“Sex is like a poison, and like most poisons, it is also its own antidote.”

 —Master Taoist and White Tigress



Please return for more Sexy History February 23 and February 9 for Boone’s final installment of Pumpkin’s Great Escape.

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Reference: The Sexual Teachings of the White Tigress by His Lai