{"id":235,"date":"2010-02-07T13:08:11","date_gmt":"2010-02-07T18:08:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/joannalark.com\/blog\/?p=235"},"modified":"2017-02-15T12:34:20","modified_gmt":"2017-02-15T17:34:20","slug":"turning-vanilla-shake-molotovs-cocktail","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.joannalark.com\/blog\/turning-vanilla-shake-molotovs-cocktail","title":{"rendered":"Turning from vanilla shake into Molotov&#8217;s cocktail"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am Anath, a thirty something year old. Until a few months ago I was a woman like any other who would cross your path in the underground or a shopping centre. Except for my tendency to always wear high heeled shoes and a wonderbra, you would probably not have noticed me.&nbsp; Of course there were a few things that always set me apart from the crowd or at least that is what I would like to believe, but we\u2019ll talk about that later, we have plenty of time for that and I am sure that most of you will agree that I was not made like this, but I was born to be the person I\u2019ve become. I know this, and looking back in my life I can see now that I always had it in me. It took a long time to discover my true self, but now that I am on my way, there is nothing to stop me from finding my true potential.<\/p>\n<p>For some women, self realisation comes naturally when they find a man and get married, for others self realisation only comes when they feel the boost of bringing a new life into this world. Yet, other women are career orientated and would sacrifice anything in their lives to achieve their professional ambitions.&nbsp; I cannot say I am any of those women. I am Anath, I was named after a goddess of sexual love, fertility and war and ever since I acknowledge that I have been able to feel the strength of the goddess growing stronger within me. I only had to hear her, like I do now, to feel her strength.&nbsp; I know that.<\/p>\n<p>You can follow me on my trip, a voyage of discovery.&nbsp; A voyage with no point of arrival yet, because I don\u2019t know where my curiosity, my wishes and lust are going to take me.<\/p>\n<p>Only a few months ago I was a \u201cvanilla\u201d girl. Who would have guessed that my life would change the day I tried a latex body suit.&nbsp;I always liked to dress up for parties and for sensual play. But I would have never guessed the power that invaded me just by trying on a sexy body suit in latex. After that day, I instinctively started looking for latex and leather clothes: jackets, trousers, corsets; they all felt made for me.<\/p>\n<p>I believe that everything in this world happens for a reason. Nothing is left to hazard, and that is why one day out of the blue Joanna Lark contacted me and asked me to write a few articles for her.&nbsp; I had never heard of Joanna Lark before, there was no reason for me to know about her.&nbsp;I was a \u201cvanilla\u201d girl and she was a Dominatrix with her own<a href=\"http:\/\/www.joannalark.com\/store\/\" target=\"_blank\"> <span style=\"color: #800080;\">online shop selling fetish clothes and BDSM accessories<\/span><\/a><span style=\"color: #800080;\">.&nbsp;<\/span>Our paths would have never crossed if she hadn\u2019t contacted me after she read one of my articles online. I was flattered and intrigued about Joanna Lark; she was tantalising me, teasing me and laying at my feet an entirely new world for me.&nbsp; A new world that nonetheless felt awfully familiar to me.<\/p>\n<p>Joanna was delighted and surprised that a vanilla girl was keen to write about the fetish scene.&nbsp;I was just surprised that I felt so at ease in this new scenario.&nbsp;Little did I know about the things I was going to witness, the practices I was going to become engaged in, the pleasure and the power that I was going to experience\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am Anath, a thirty something year old. 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