The Language Castle

Errors on the Erotic Keyboard

"It is true that the earth is the cradle of humanity, but man cannot remain in the cradle forever. The solar system will become our kindergarten." Konstantin Ziolkowski

The brunette offered her butt to Cole, suddenly enjoying people watching her anal penetration as a small digression, even in this place. Her name was Persephone. She knew how to draw in a crowd and moaned to excite her surroundings. She was so taken by this hard-playing couple that she already felt closer to Simone and Cole than to the friends she had come with. She offered herself to Simone as a licker kitten while she enjoyed Cole's cock in her ass. This was a framework that left no questions unanswered. Simone roughly grabbed Persephone's hair, the rammed moaned.

Persephone said: "I want this to never stop."

On the cosmic level, Simone heard her master say: "Be good to her, she's part of the team. I'll let you cum through her."

Immediately afterwards, Simone squirted in womanly manner. The audience in the club Equinox saw this as an artistic feat and applauded. The soundtrack to the scene provided John Coltrane's "Equinox".

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The first contact is made. Without any preamble, straight to the point. While Persephone plays teasing games with Ned in her northeast German port city and doesn't allow him to have orgasms, and he puts up with it, she asks a strange man to bang her butt at an orgy of dignitaries. We keep coming back to this because this difference concerns us. We strive for clarification.

We ask ourselves how can this be. 

Ned is not part of the ensemble. Persephone left him at home and kept her goal and intentions a secret from him.  At the next moment, Persephone is back in G. She has no idea that she will soon see Simone and Cole again. However, in all the commotion, she hasn't missed the fact that Cole hasn't ejaculated.

From Persephone's academic notes - Leopold von Sacher-Masoch is undoubtedly the director. He shapes Aurora (the future Wanda von Sacher-Masoch) according to his ideas. Leopold is, and this is often overlooked, a fetishist for setting. He builds tableaux - also in his letters to Aurora, which are correctly understood as instructions for a future routine.

In Leopold's erotic sphere, the biggest spindle revolves around the setting. The Renaissance fireplace and the classical reading material are part of the physical and psychological interior. The writer acts like a window dresser, bustling through the display in thick socks. He lets a marble Venus say: 

"Yes, you were completely in love with that toilet."

The slave dictates every shrug to his mistress. On Leopold's algolagnia course, Wanda changes her fur coat three times - as in a slapstick comedy. She has to satisfy him. He teaches her. Well-versed in art history, Leopold has no difficulty in identifying the intersections where profane motifs are reconciled with their exaltation. Even when he is whipped, he does not give up any privileges of his class. At all times he reveals the Galician nobleman and landowner with a tendency towards pedantry. Leopold insists on a regular daily routine and follows a series of practical rules ranging from exercise walks to gymnastics and diet.

Aurora and Leopold von Sacher-Masoch are sought-after people. Leopold is highly regarded as a scandalous author. The most original minds of the era make a pilgrimage to the knight of writing in Graz, without being bothered by his down-to-earth, over-excited attitude. Down-to-earth, as Persephone puts it, because the spatial radius of the erotomaniac forms a stable contrast to his literary excesses. For many years, the urban center of Styria is the hub of an author with European charisma.

Aurora meets Alberta von Maytner, who publishes under the pseudonym Margarethe Halm. The writer avoids public transport for strange reasons. In summer it is too hot, in autumn too cool, in winter too cold. Spring is left out of the list.Cold makes you "ugly." Maytner receives visitors in the bedroom. A bed draped with gauze acts as the pièce de résistance. That's what Aurora says. She finds Maytner "still ... pretty enough."

In bed, the ultra-domestic woman wears a "court dress ... (with) an enormous train."

"Her black hair, which had to languish in wraps three days a week, was now free and flowed in graceful waves over her back."

Maytner sees herself as the founding mother of a new humanity. In her bedroom she receives divine messages. She tries to make the pleasantly skeptical Aurora's mouth water with esotericism; while Leopold tells the crazy woman what she wants to hear. No one can be too crazy for him.

Every now and then she gets the feeling that Persephone takes her breath away in Ned's presence. He is sitting at her university desk. She stands next to him and looks with him at the institute's linden tree in front of the window. A male blackbird sings his song undauntedly. Without a doubt, Persephone will never find another man who she can be as fond of as Ned. This realization tightens her stomach and she is filled with fear.

She hears herself saying: "I'll never let you go."

From now on, she would prefer to be nothing more than a charming picture. Persephone wants to become an indelible part of Ned's inner worldly picture gallery. He should never be able to get her out of his head. For later, she remembers the sentence: We have used up our excitement and now look at each other with shy eyes.

Successful deception

Sometimes they cruise together in Ned's restored '68 Mustang GT Fastback, Montana green... and Ned also looks like Steve McQueen as Lieutenant Frank Bullitt in the legendary chase on the streets of San Francisco... through the north-east German expanse that Persephone experiences as Uwe Johnson's soul landscape. She watches TV through the windshield with Johnson's diaspora view. The Mecklenburg Johnson in exile in New York, the Texan Ned on the Mecklenburg Lake District... once the couple lands in a floodplain in the Panketal. Persephone thinks she's dreaming, the Liepnitzsee is so blue in the Brandenburg ground moraine landscape. The lake fills a través de glaciares, a cute glacial channel. Boys sing evil songs on its banks, veined with primeval roots. Their beasts flirt with cyclists' calves.

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An observation, as if cut out of life with a scalpel - a divine revelation once ripped Persephone's friend Lale out of the gutter and dispatched her to the kitchen of the legendary Vincent. The dinosaur of his field belongs to a cohort of kitchen revolutionaries who pointed the way to molecular laboratory gastronomy. In the present tense, even in G., the veteran can only be explained historically. Vincent benefits from his guests' desire to worship a hero in the kitchen. Their half-knowledge of the kitchen interprets the restaurant kitchen as a cage of predators with claws of all sizes. In this scenario, Vincent plays the king of the animals. In reality, Lale runs the place.You don't see something like that from the outside. That would be bad for business. No one would find it plausible for the skill of a drug addict who cures herself daily with rigor and religion to have his name put on a waiting list and to find Vincent's prices acceptable. The guest pays for a successful deception. Vincent, long since completely worn out, smokes over his Creuset equipment, sweat runs over his thunderous head like meltwater over a stone. Ash and sweat fuse with the things in the pots. 

It is a mess that is transformed into a magical process in a miracle of suggestion. No guest has ever seen the kitchen and the uniformed hard work, the iron routine of the crew, who are sometimes treated by Vincent like slaves and sometimes like fellow gods.

 "Let's do something tonight," Persephone asks Ned via WhatsApp, while smiling broadly at the partner of another lover. The women are sitting at different tables, yet close enough to smell their perfumes, in the legendary 'Da Vincent'. A murderous tension is in the air. With her formulations, Persephone meets Ned's wish to bring a tangible end to their charades. Persephone touches Ned's despair, which she has conjured up.