Client Testimonials

Recent social media posts regarding a unique feminine therapy had alerted me to the possibilities of a yoni massage from a professional. Until now I was totally ignorant of the existence of this therapy.

So, I Googled ‘yoni massage’ and after trolling through a list of Eastern sounding sites I settled on ‘tantric-yoni.com’. What attracted me to this site, I’ll never know, but the name itself was intriguing.

So, grab a comfy chair and I’ll tell you of my experiences of having a man, I’d never met previously, touch and tantalize my ‘yoni’. There were a few choices for female therapists, but as a red-blooded woman I felt less comfortable having another woman touch me intimately.

The word yoni is the Sanskrit word for sacred cave/vagina. An effective yoni massage, similar to a massage of any other part of the body, releases tension. However, the yoni is a woman’s most intimate part of her body, so it’s important that the massage follows an agreed guideline that is negotiated prior to the massage.
My therapist was named ‘Michael’. Michael encouraged me to write down all the expectations I had for the massage and also disclose any sexual issues I would like to have addressed in the therapy.

This in itself was daunting, as I’d never met this guy, and here I was opening up to him about my sex life. I’d chosen www.tantric-yoni.com as the description of Michael and his experience and qualifications gave me confidence and reassurance that he knew his stuff. In this case his ‘stuff’ was the yoni. He had a doctorate in communications and qualifications in psychology and counselling, and extensive training in Sacred Sexuality. More importantly, he had worked as a male escort for many years and his experience and knowledge of female sexuality seemed second to none.

The tantric-yoni website gives explicit details of a typical yoni massage and this was very comforting for me to have some idea of what to expect.

In the week prior to the appointment we exchanged more than a dozen emails and his commitment to answering my every question was amazing. By the week’s end he knew more about my sexual history and experiences than anyone else in the world. I never felt at any stage that his questions were voyeuristic or unnatural. The communications were always honest even if sometimes confronting. When I finally got to meet him at his Gold Coast studio I felt as though we were intimate friends. I did have an initial nervous twitch as I dropped my last stitch of clothing while changing prior to the session, but his calm, sincere and professional approach had me entranced almost immediately.

I’m in my 40’s, and it was comforting to calculate that Michael, with his decades of experience, was older than me. As he mentioned in one of our correspondences - ‘You age the same as the years of accumulated expertise in this field’, so he wasn’t going to be younger than me.

I asked him whether as a male therapist did he ever get requests for ‘extra services’ that a female therapist could not match. He emphasized that a Tantric-Yoni Massage was not a ‘sex service’.
I didn’t get any further response to this question, so left it at that!

Yoni Massage is an ancient therapy, which even up until the 1950’s in Australia was administered by GP’s in their medical practice. Seems the conservatism of the Feminist Movement pushed the therapy ‘underground’ where it has flourished ever since.

Yoni Massage is about the woman being totally the receiver. As most women know, it is rare for a woman to purely receive. This is even more defined when women become sexual creatures. We always want to please our partners at the expense of our own needs and desires. As a result, many women develop numerous sexual hang-ups in regards to sex and many will rarely experience the spiritual healing of an orgasm or more rarely multiple orgasms.

Medical professionals and Eastern Philosophers alike attest to the life-enhancing qualities of good sex for both men and women.

Michael, was a perfectionist at his trade. I have to admit I have not been overly successful in my relationships and orgasms are rare in my life. Within the hour of our session, I had experienced a couple of orgasms and was ready to shower when Michael suggested I stay on the table and ‘ride the wave’. I was a little confused, my hour was up, but as I was so light-headed anyway, I complied.

Well, the next 15 minutes were the most exotic, erotic and fantasmagorical of my life. I rode an orgasmic wave that took me to Heaven and back. I can’t tell you exactly what he did, my mind had left the room, but my yoni was putty in his hands.

It took me days to get my feet squarely back on the ground. I continually drifted through an exquisite cloud of joy and bliss.
Michael, I’ll be back....