First Time Nerves: Embracing the Edge of Surrender

I see you there, hovering on the precipice. Your heart races, your mind swirls with a intoxicating blend of anticipation and trepidation. That knot in your stomach? It's the sweet twinge of submission calling your name. First time nerves are not a flaw—they are the raw, electric prelude to your awakening under My command. But let Me be crystal clear: while anxiety is as natural as the breath you hold when I whisper in your ear, allowing it to derail you is a choice that carries consequences. Today, I guide you through the haze, drawing on two pillars of My sacred codes of conduct—communication and honesty—to transform your fear into fervent devotion.

Anxiety: The Gateway to True Surrender

Every submissive feels it, whether new or seasoned. That flutter of uncertainty, the what-ifs that whisper in the dark corners of your mind. Will I measure up? What if the reality shatters the fantasy? This is normal. It's the body's way of preparing for the profound shift ahead—the moment you step from the ordinary into My realm of exquisite control. Nerves are not your enemy; they are the spark that ignites deeper submission. They heighten every sensation, every command, every glance from My eyes that pins you in place.

But here's the truth: ignoring them or letting them fester in silence is a betrayal of yourself—and of Me.

This is where My codes come in. Communicate with Me. Reach out before the session, share your apprehensions. Tell Me what scenarios swirl in your thoughts, what boundaries feel fragile. Be honest about your fears, your limits, your desires. I am not here to judge; I am here to sculpt you. When you open up, I can guide you with precision—offering encouragement, adjusting the intensity, weaving reassurances into our dynamic. "You are safe in My hands," I might say, or "Your vulnerability pleases Me immensely." These words are not empty; they are the threads that bind our trust.

The Cost of Ghosting: More Than a Deposit

Ah, the temptation to vanish—to cancel at the last moment or, worse, simply not show. I understand the pull; the mind screams for a hole to crawl into. But listen closely, not showing up is a grave misstep. First, it means forfeiting your deposit—a practical loss, yes, but one that pales beside the deeper ramifications. By ghosting, you set a precedent for yourself. You teach your subconscious that retreat is an option, that the thrill of surrender can be evaded. And what happens next? When you muster the courage to book again, that same shadow of doubt looms larger, making it even less likely that you'll follow through. It's a cycle of self-sabotage, denying yourself the transformation you crave.

Not only does the above apply, but it is also disrespectful to Me—the time I've invested into curating your session, the care in selecting tools, the mental space I've cleared. That time could have gone to another eager soul, one willing to truly submit. But beyond this, it's a breach of the sacred trust we build. Submission thrives on reliability; flakiness erodes it.

Rip the Band-Aid: The Power of the First Step

So, what do I counsel?

Rip the band-aid off. Commit to that first session. The nerves will peak as you approach My door, but once you cross the threshold—once you kneel and hear My voice command your focus—they dissolve into ecstasy. I will be there to guide you, to encourage every trembling step. "Breathe, it's ok," I'll say. "You are exactly where you belong." And in that moment, you'll discover the rush of true release.

Remember, anxiety is the price of entry to bliss. Communicate it, be honest about it, and let Me transform it. Your first time isn't about perfection—it's about presence. Show up, and watch how I reward your bravery.

With commanding grace,

Empress Akari