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| I am not sure when my penchant for BDSM began or when my fantasies began to lean in that direction. I do know that even while I was young enough to be more interested in basketball than in girls, a strange, strong, and yes villianous woman entered those moments when you are still awake but thinking about this and that. It's that time when you think about the heroic moves you would have made in some make believe situation. I was always captured by the bad guys, held in bondage (even if I did not call it that) and this woman would order her henchmen to torture me. Of course I always escaped. You do at 12.
My first adult book was one filled with leather clad people and stories of bondage, female supremacy, cross dress. It was called "Latent Image".
Being kept on the edge, denied, is one fantasy. For someone who still masturbates twice a day being kept in chastity does not seem practical. But the thought of being frustrated, chastised to point of begging to cum fascinates me. Imagine being kept at the ready like the slaves in The Beauty Trilogy. While it is unlikely to happen for for one simple reason, I am married, the thought of someone holding the key to a true chastity like those requiring a piercing like Ms Lori's www.chastitytube.com , is always on my list.
The list goes on: strict bondage, hoods, cross dressing, forced bi. Yes I realized these last two speak volumes about me and I am aware there would be nothing forced. I would be using the dominant as a crutch, not any different from any man who would say "I had no choice but to cheat because she tied me up. This is not deep psychological fodder. But it is an area where I have no experience. Thus the Novice sobriquet. Yet I have often thought of orally pleasing another man or serving as a sexual object for him. Always at the behest of a dominatrix who gets pleasure from watching her playthings. I recall a story from Mistress Mir who secured her two male slaves in a 69 position, each with his cock in the others mouth. As they would get hard each had to quickly suck the other off to avoid choking. Another scenario involved a slave who was brought to the edge over and over until he would do anything, including gratefully sucking another slave. Okay enough. My fantasies even took me to wondering what it would be like to forced to work the street in drag.
But these are my fantasies and my whims and desires should have nothing to do with a domne's. Chastity or forced milking- her choice. Merely an object or more intimate relation-her choice. Pain (which I do not believe I relish) or simply a plaything-her choice. I would like to say her limits but again that would at least for now be limited. While not many kinks have escaped my interest even if they have escaped my experience: (scrotal inflation, electric play, urethal sounds) not all are practical.
I have rambled enough and have lost myself to the point that I realized this not a very clear profile. Please feel free to write if you have questions or wish to explore. I am listed as a switch because I can cetainly play the dominant role and enjoy doing so. If I suggest that I am willing to learn along with anyone, I might be confirming the men are dogs story. But as much as I have revealed here, there may be more at work that has led me here in the first place. Thanks for listening.
Well maybe one or two more thoughts. If you like fine dining we should do just that. You will be wearing a vibrator like a butterfly. By dessert you should be sliding off your chair. Or sitting on the T during any crowded period with my hand between your thighs or yours between mine. I want to feel your lips on me and I want to enjoy the taste of you. So much to explore. YOURS, damian
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