Shares to sluttyconfessions, but realised I never shared this with you guys…
I was on a date at a local cocktail bar with a guy a few weeks ago, he was getting flirty and sexual and he asked me to describe my perfect partner. I don’t like wasting people’s time and this guy definitely didn’t seem like my type in real life and I didn’t want to lead him on so I decided to be truthful.
I told him I wanted a boyfriend to treat me like a little pet, to be 100% his property. I want to wear a choker 24/7 to show that he owns me. I want someone that would use me for anything he wanted at any time and give me no say in any of it. I want to be forced to be 100% compliant with no limits… trained not to ask questions or complain or resist or do anything other than obey.
I want to go to parties and he would force me to blow any guy there he chose. If I didn’t like the person I was blowing and wasn’t acting enthusiastic enough, he’d make me fuck them too. Maybe we’d go to a party and I’d spend the entire night servicing nearly every guy there before we would leave, we’d drive home my face covered in cum and he’d tell me what a slut I was for sucking all those cocks and degrade me like I deserve.
He would start using me as a bargaining chip to get things he wanted. Maybe he would rack up huge poker losses then pay his debt by allowing the people he played with to use me. Maybe he’d get a job by promising the person interviewing that he could fuck me, then personally take me to this guy’s house later to fulfill the promise. Maybe this boyfriend would convince a staff member at a retail store to let him use his staff discount in return for fingering me in the changeroom. He would trade me for the most meaningless, low reasons… Maybe he could take me to an empty McDonalds late at night and let the employees gangbang me in the bathroom in return for a free meal.
I described these fantasies to my date, feeling myself getting wet as I got carried away explaining all these things I wanted.
I could tell right away how horrified he was.
He excused himself 5 minutes later and left without saying goodbye.
I took one of the bartenders home instead… he liked my fantasy a whole lot more.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p56444/mf_went_on_a_date_the_guy_left_when_i_explained
You are a dream. You dodged a bullet.
Maybe you came off too aggressive? This reminds me of myself when I’m asked about my fantasies. They run for the hills.
Why the fuck did he leave? I should’ve been a bartender;)
Just Manifest you’re dream partner.
Even if this wasn’t his tastes, way to fuck up an easy thing. “I won’t do all that, but I *will* fuck the shit out of you tonight, and then you can go find him.”
Straight shot back, and there’s a night of fun before you go your separate ways.
It’s always awesome to find that there are other ppl looking for the same thing I’m looking for (though from the other perspective).
How long have you known this is what you wanted?
If you’re anywhere near Philadelphia… You should write to me
If I was talking to a girl at a bar and she said this, my dick would get rock hard but I’d definitely probably have to take a second to take it all in and move forward because that’s like a dream come true
God I’d love having a girl like you around
Jeez he missed an open opportunity for sex that night, whatever else he may have thought.
Amazing
I would have started testing you on the spot.
My hand would have been between your legs before you finished describing your training. I would have had you adjust your top to expose your breasts as far as possible without getting kicked out.
I would have asked for a piece of ribbon or string from the bar staff tie as a choker around your neck immediately and just used your underwear if they had none, but not before we made sure they were sufficiently damp so you could smell yourself for the rest of the evening.
Our first fuck would have been in the toilets of that establishment or the lane way out the back. Our second on a dance floor somewhere that night.
You still would have fucked a bartender that night too, but one of my choosing and you would have paid for our uber home but without having access to your purse. At the end of it though, mine would most definitely be the last cock you take for the night as it always would be.
I would certainly have you paying for our meals at restaurants but something of mine would be providing a service far in excess of a McDonalds meal. There a many restaurants that would foot the bill, but you would be made to work to pay those bills.
You would come to understand that anything of value that you possess you would gain through the use of your cunt, your mouth, your arse. Sometimes all three at once.
You wouldn’t think that would be so damn hard to find but somehow it is.
And then there’s me sitting there wondering if I have a collar to fit 😂
Hmm, think I’ve read this story verbatim before. Did you post it that time as well, few weeks or months ago?
I think im in love. 🙃
Welp, I guess that’s how you find what you’re looking for
Dude just missed a golden opportunity.
Imagine if he had said that same thing to you??? How would you feel. I mean what you described is not a healthy relationship. In my honest opinion this is super depraved and it’s not normal. This is t a fantasy romance novel this is real life. What if you were forced to suck a guy off who had genitalia warts except it was dark and you didn’t notice till you developed them too. What if someone you encounter takes it too far and truly uses you like an object to the pint of being violent and hurting you. I know risk equals reward a lot of times but I don’t think this behavior is worth the risk in my eyes. Just my opinion tho
Mmm. You sound like a good little slut. I hope you find an owner that uses and abuses you in all the proper ways
While I enjoy the idea of having that much control I am terrified of not being overly selfish and abusing that trust
I love you. ❤️