As this is going to be a series, there’s a large amount of backstory. If you want to cut right to the chase, look for the next set of dashes. I promise the next parts won’t have this amount of backstory.
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I’ve always, always been kinky. Before I knew what BDSM was, what a rapekink was, I was dreaming about it. I was showing off my body in my bedroom window, wishing the neighbors across the street would take the hint and drag me inside. I even thought about walking up to their doors, and lifting up my dress to reveal my body when they opened it.
When I found Literotica, and finally found a name for what I was, the hunger only intensified. I found chatrooms, webcams. Flirted, sexted, obeyed both online and with my first ever boyfriend. Before he even took my pussy, he was bending me over in the woods and taking my virgin ass. I remember the marks he left on my ass after, the small bruises from being spanked a small omen of what would come after.