**PART 1: Prologue**
**PART 2: The Experience**
In my early 20’s I was VERY adventurous with my sexuality. I had a nearly year long fling with a man 10+ years older than me, but it ended when he moved away. Somehow this left a void inside me. An itch that did not need to be scratched, but *wanted* to be scratched **badly**. This is how I stepped into the world of BDSM, met some amazing people, had many experiences I remember fondly even now.
**PART 1: Prologue**
A little under a year after my fling I was still unsure if I was Bi or just Bi-curious. Having been going to a BDSM munch for a few months and this was where I met my future keyholder. This was a surprise to me as I did not have a thought in my mind I would be the bottom/submissive. Yet somehow, we will call her Heather, had won me over.
Heather was a powerhouse of a person. 37, 5’3″, curvy MILF with kids in college, Divorced, and was often assumed to still be in her 20s. Her personality was witty, intelligent, and funny. She had a way of putting you at ease while she got what she want, and you somehow got what you needed. This was how I found myself locked in chastity by her.