t_h_seacrest
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Don't know the seed source, maybe a slightly sadistic babysitter with her ruler, or that military-strict bitch of a step-mother; coupled with reading stories in Penthouse. But femdom themes have been dominant in my erotic imagination for ages. Very very little, the most minimal, smattering occasions of experiencing the reality. Those very few tastes stand out as the most exciting moments of my life. Don't know if I'm capable of writing a story that does not feature or eventually veer into some kind of femdom.
Sometimes I dare wonder, "what is it?" And I think it is that delicious clash, that internal tumult.
There is the one side that is hostile to being told what to do; absolutely no-way-will-I-be-restrainted by anyone for any reason; and I must confess a strong tendency towards jealousy (so the idea of being forced to watch my girl with another man or men... I would really have to be tied up, at least at first, and definitely require pre-event counseling and tons of aftercare).
Then on the other side is this deep deep adoration and love of women. I mean abjectly worshipful attitude towards women. I don't know of a more intense source of being emotionally consumed as having that big big crush on the pretty girl but too shy to know how to speak to her.
So I guess it is the blend and being in the presence or being the object of attention to a woman whose objective is to keep her object leashed and tied and spanked... at the least... see I'm getting all worked up just thinking/writing this...
Sometimes I dare wonder, "what is it?" And I think it is that delicious clash, that internal tumult.
There is the one side that is hostile to being told what to do; absolutely no-way-will-I-be-restrainted by anyone for any reason; and I must confess a strong tendency towards jealousy (so the idea of being forced to watch my girl with another man or men... I would really have to be tied up, at least at first, and definitely require pre-event counseling and tons of aftercare).
Then on the other side is this deep deep adoration and love of women. I mean abjectly worshipful attitude towards women. I don't know of a more intense source of being emotionally consumed as having that big big crush on the pretty girl but too shy to know how to speak to her.
So I guess it is the blend and being in the presence or being the object of attention to a woman whose objective is to keep her object leashed and tied and spanked... at the least... see I'm getting all worked up just thinking/writing this...
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