**Why do people like bondage and pain?** The chat window opens. Here I am. Inexperienced. Insecure. Curious. Curious about the men. How will they react to a woman who wants more? Will they respect me? Am I a pure object of desire? Are my ideas of bondage absurd? And above all, how will I react?
I am a woman in her mid-twenties, wants more than ordinary sex, cuddling and tender kisses. And again these questions: Am I perverted because I want to be tied up? Because I long for a sweet pleasure pain? Because I no longer want to have relationships that are lost in the routine of everyday life? I’m not a sexy vamp. Just a girl next door. Maybe too simple for the men I’ll meet here? Now I am online. In search of this “more” that I can not even define. Do I want a SM relationship? Or maybe just live me out? May I as a woman say that I want to be tied up? Is it wrong to have the desire to get spanked? May I have bondage and latex fantasies? And while I still think about all this, I’m already written to it. For a brief moment it’s as if my heart stops.
I open the message of the unknown: “You open your eyes and look into the darkness. You feel the chains that fix your body. The mask that covers your face. The clamps in your nipples that make your body throb. Gently sweeps the leather over your skin. Your breath gets faster. Tension seems to tear you. ” Goose bumps. A feeling of pleasure overcomes me. Get caught and excited at once. The adrenaline shoots through my body. For a moment the air is gone. This stranger talks to me from the bottom of my soul. Awakens my desire with his words to life – I want that!
I’m ready. Ready to give me up. To drop. To entrust my longings to this stranger. Entrusting myself to him and delivering myself to him. Feel how bondage captivates my soul and my body. I am full of expectation. Full of desire for the sweet pain. To feel the leather grains on my skin. Tender kisses that cover my body and hard blows that make him shake. The foreign bondage lover lets me immerse myself in a world full of desire, passion and to my astonishment – trust. I get an insight into the world of bondage. An insight that has so little to do with “Fifty Shades of Gray”. My initial curiosity is inspired and seduced. I want to experience this “more”. The men who meet me are different, different from what I thought. Charming. Funny. Witty. Perverse? I don´t know. Not more than me. Is it perverted to admit his inclinations? To live out his inclinations? Not hiding behind social norms? We live out our desire. We are crossing boundaries – not just the supposed boundaries of decency and morality. We are crossing the borders in our heads. The fears that define us. The fears that fix us in everyday life. We live. We suffer. We love.
To put my limits and desires into words makes them come alive – to be experienced. Bondage is no longer just a rough idea of the possible. It’s a fantasy: “I want to deny myself. I do not want to be one of many. I want to enjoy the game of power. Wild. Passionate. Curious. I want you to seduce me. Tying with your eyes. Your lips make me long for your kisses. Determine about my body. Fix me. Take my freedom with leather straps. Press my thighs apart. Bind my arms to the bedhead. Cover my eyes. Touch me, so that I distort myself after you. Cover my skin with hot wax. Let your tongue explore my body. Nibble on my nipples. Let me feel the agony of waiting for you. ” The chat window gives me a look into the dark desires. Bondage Practices, Feminization, D & T, SM Relationships and Varnish, Leather & Latex. There is a whole world to discover and a bit of it myself!
I log out, drive down the notebook and smile. I am a woman in my mid-twenties, longing for sweet pleasure pain, want to get spanked and experience bondage!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8v5f8n/why_do_people_like_bondage_and_pain