Growing up, I was pretty much a sheltered innocent, one who would never even so much as think to stray from everything safe. I had no idea what the naughty kinky world was…..till I met Mike. Beginning the scene, I went to a particular bar on particular days, lost in my own World and minding my own…..In this bar, this very mysterious, quiet man sat. fourth stool from the left, drinking a PBR and watching TV as though nothing interesting was ever going on. He caught my silent attention, but I would soon find out that I caught his first.
To make the story brief, I ended up playing hard to get and it was an amazing feeling, but he caught me before I could catch my breath. A year or so past, and I realized this beautifully mysterious man was into things that I didn’t think I would ever be able to do for him.
“BDSM…..I’ve heard of it. Ballgags….floggers….spankings….paddles…..handcuffs, Oh no, this definitely isn’t me.” The extreme “BDSM Virgin” mindset. I was the typical “shamer“, for lack of a better word, and I wasn’t even aware of it. With much anticipation after considering the thought, it began.
Research, Dominatrix, research, sext, torture porn, kinky toys, bdsm photography, research, how to be submissive, BDSM porn, Dom. “OH, this is turning me on. Imagining it makes me so wet.” Sext, torture devices, documentary, Daddy, sext, Sir, professional bdsm photography, sext……..FUCK!!
“I want you to bend me over your knee….“
Hello Charlie.
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