Months ago, I read a book that turned my want and need for sexual satisfaction into overdrive. I learned what I crave and what I want from a relationship. I, Rose, crave to belong to a Dominant. I am a natural submissive, the act of submitting itself brings me pleasure alone. Regardless of what it is I may be submitting myself to.
Anyway, I had discovered this truth through this book and thus decided to hunt for it. I joined a website and I searched for a Dom for myself. I met many men who were quite interested. Some were interesting, intriguing… I wanted to throw myself at the feet of some of them. Oh and please remember folks, my last sexual encounter at this point in time was 6 months ago. I find no satisfaction in pleasuring myself. It just makes me want sex MORE. More…and more. And how about some more on top of that!? Ugh. I NEED relief. I’ve been sexually frustrated for more than a year now.
I met someone! Hooray! My struggles could soon be over. This Dom told me he would not fuck me until I learned my place shiver Omg kneels at feet I will do whatever you say Sir, just please, oh please… give me good fucking sex! He tells me all the delicious things I need to hear and so I do as he says, enthralled. One such thing here is I was required to masturbate every night but I was NOT allowed to cum! UGH. I find little satisfaction in masturbating when allowed to cum, let alone not being allowed to! But I did what I was told. And I waited.
We conversed back and forth for a couple of weeks with little sexual action, but that included some really yummy spanking. Mmm, that man could spank (Ahh, the memory of our second meeting…). It also lead to me discovering that I Love to feel pain with my pleasure. I was instructed to find everyday objects I could spank myself with! I chose 2 different hairbrushes and 2 different wooden spoons (4 objects, but only 2 types of things… Ah the dilemma in my head as I tried to figure out if I would be in trouble or not). I had not followed directions exactly, afterall! But, in the end he did not comment.
Now he says to spank myself with these objects… Oooh boy. He specifically tells me to spank my butt 10 times with my large brush, spank my breasts each 10 times with a different wooden spoon and to spank my pussy 10 times with my small brush. I complied with his orders and I find myself shivering in excitement with the memory. Mmm. Whap. Whap. Whap. I wished I could hit harder, but alas, no. I still have bruises on my breasts from the spoons and yet I want harder. I love my bruises. They are all memories.
But my fairytale ends there. He disappeared. Stopped talking to me. Vanished. I have no idea what has happened….
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