I've been interested in BDSM for quite some time, and reading this forum over the last few months only increased my fascination and curiosity. I've been posting sporadically, but mostly just reading and trying to learn. I mentioned before that I was in a LDR with my bf and that we were discussing trying BDSM play. The advice I got from here was to be open and discuss everything that came to mind, which I did, and was glad of it. When I finally moved here, I was all psyched to act out the fantasies that we'd been coming up with together. The only problem was that he didn't seem as into it. He told me we'd try it when I was "bored of vanilla". This didn't work for me because it's not that I'm getting bored of it, I just really wanted to try this, see if it was really for me.
Eventually, it was time to take action. One evening when he left for work (he's on graveyards) I wrote a little poem for inspiration and started on cleaning the apartment. After about an hour, he phoned me, telling me work was canceled that night because it had been too slow or something. That gave me an hour or so til he got back to clean up and pretend to be asleep. When he got back, this is what he found by the door:
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There is some rope beside the bed
Imagination in your head.
I'm a naughty girl,
I've misbehaved,
So for tonight
Should be enslaved.
Vanilla, though a lovely flavour,
Is not all I wish to savour.
Wake me up
And do be rough
I'm not afraid
My soul is tough.
Take my mind to some place seedy.
Be mean. Be harsh. Be rough. Be greedy.
For just one night
You'll be my master.
Use me. Bruise me.
Harder. Faster.
If it becomes to much for me
I'll tell you RED and be set free
But cries of stop
Should not be heeded;
They mean you're doing
What I've needed.
It seems I've gone against your wishes
So punish me;
I did your dishes.
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To explain that last bit, he specifically asked that I leave the dishes when he goes to work because doing them helps him unwind when he gets home. I figured that he's never done this kind of thing before and I could tell he was nervous, so he just needed a little push, and if I could provide an infraction for the first time just to get him started, the next times would be easier.
After reading the poem, he found me asleep in the bed (or at least pretending to be). He took his time, sat at the computer, had a smoke, and made himself a snack. He later told me that he knew I'd still be awake and wanted to make me wait for it - it wasn't going to be ALL on my terms! Eventually, I really was starting to drift off to sleep. It was at that point that I was jerked back into full awareness by the feeling of being roughly blindfolded. He turned me onto my front and proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. I asked him what was going on, and the only response I got was a sharp smack across my ass. Then next I don't know how long is still a blur of sensations. I know by the standards of this board it was probably quite tame, but I'm okay with that. I learned that I can take a spanking pretty well and being totally out of control is a huge turn on. I also learned that being completely still is really really hard, especially when there's nothing holding you except a desire to obey.
We haven't done it again since, but he's said that he really enjoyed it and has been hinting that I may one day come home to a poem of my own. Exciting ^_^ We're not interested in 24/7 or anything like that for now, just occasional play, but that's fun too. I don't know what I'm looking for out of this. I've just been so happy and had to share with someone. I also had to thank everyone who posts in this forum for helping me to feel like less of a freak so that I was actually able to attempt to express my fantasies much more easily. You're all amazing!
Eventually, it was time to take action. One evening when he left for work (he's on graveyards) I wrote a little poem for inspiration and started on cleaning the apartment. After about an hour, he phoned me, telling me work was canceled that night because it had been too slow or something. That gave me an hour or so til he got back to clean up and pretend to be asleep. When he got back, this is what he found by the door:
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There is some rope beside the bed
Imagination in your head.
I'm a naughty girl,
I've misbehaved,
So for tonight
Should be enslaved.
Vanilla, though a lovely flavour,
Is not all I wish to savour.
Wake me up
And do be rough
I'm not afraid
My soul is tough.
Take my mind to some place seedy.
Be mean. Be harsh. Be rough. Be greedy.
For just one night
You'll be my master.
Use me. Bruise me.
Harder. Faster.
If it becomes to much for me
I'll tell you RED and be set free
But cries of stop
Should not be heeded;
They mean you're doing
What I've needed.
It seems I've gone against your wishes
So punish me;
I did your dishes.
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To explain that last bit, he specifically asked that I leave the dishes when he goes to work because doing them helps him unwind when he gets home. I figured that he's never done this kind of thing before and I could tell he was nervous, so he just needed a little push, and if I could provide an infraction for the first time just to get him started, the next times would be easier.
After reading the poem, he found me asleep in the bed (or at least pretending to be). He took his time, sat at the computer, had a smoke, and made himself a snack. He later told me that he knew I'd still be awake and wanted to make me wait for it - it wasn't going to be ALL on my terms! Eventually, I really was starting to drift off to sleep. It was at that point that I was jerked back into full awareness by the feeling of being roughly blindfolded. He turned me onto my front and proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. I asked him what was going on, and the only response I got was a sharp smack across my ass. Then next I don't know how long is still a blur of sensations. I know by the standards of this board it was probably quite tame, but I'm okay with that. I learned that I can take a spanking pretty well and being totally out of control is a huge turn on. I also learned that being completely still is really really hard, especially when there's nothing holding you except a desire to obey.
We haven't done it again since, but he's said that he really enjoyed it and has been hinting that I may one day come home to a poem of my own. Exciting ^_^ We're not interested in 24/7 or anything like that for now, just occasional play, but that's fun too. I don't know what I'm looking for out of this. I've just been so happy and had to share with someone. I also had to thank everyone who posts in this forum for helping me to feel like less of a freak so that I was actually able to attempt to express my fantasies much more easily. You're all amazing!
