So, how many of you have actually responded to one of these personal ads and have had something come of it?
I've wondered for years who responds, who posts, etc... As much I've always considered myself a "good girl," the personals were something that always intrigued me. From the local paper to the descriptive, eloquently written ones in the Washingtonian, I was always curious and tempted. Oh, but one thing you should know about me is that with few exceptions, I'm good at resisting temptation. Until now that is.
Why now? The past few years have left me wanting, growing, maturing and recognizing a deep need within me that I have tried to ignore. How much longer could I push that need aside? Did I want to push that need aside and not be true to myself? I thought I could. I believed I could be the "good girl" that I'm so used to being and everyone expects. However, the question remains, do I truly want to be "that" good girl or is there a different kind of "good girl" that would make me feel more complete? Perhaps some of you can help me decide.
Well, I finally took a leap. Where will that leap take me? Time will tell.
Needless to say, I responded to an ad. The ads I've wondered about for years. The ads that I used to feed my dreams, but never thought worthy of a response. His words were few, but clear and concise. They resonated with me. They alluded to many things that I've only known in my fantasies. Did I know what I was doing as I wrote him a note? Absolutely. Did I know what would come of my response? No, but I hoped. I hoped he'd find interest in what I had written for they weren't empty words. They were sincere and honest. They were an admission of sorts of who I truly am and what I truly crave. Right now, I'm craving a touch, a caress, a spank, a thrust, a glance... Anything that will put me over the edge as I feel his control. I'm teetering. He has quickly and efficiently led me to that edge. Something tells me that this is where he likes women. Struggling. Frustrated. Longing.
The release that I'm craving and desperately need has been denied at least for now. I haven't submitted to him, but yet, I'm following his instructions. There is a promise of what's to come, but I must wait. I must wait until Saturday. Should I wait? What happens if I don't? His instructions were clear and the reward at the end may be worth the struggle, frustration, and longing.
Another question lingers, perhaps an even more important question, and that is which "good girl" do I want to be? Do I want to be the good girl that follows instructions and does what he has asked of me or the good girl that goes back to her little world where everyone is happy and her darker and deeper needs are pushed aside? The answer should be clear.
I've given into temptation, but not the temptation to touch, tease, and play with myself. At least not yet. "Discipline" is what I keep telling myself, but the need is growing as I feel the moisture pooling in my panties and my clit pulsing. I can't help but wonder where all this temptation will lead and whether or not I'll be able to resist. Will there be rewards, punishment, or something more?
This journey has only just begun. Where do you think this path will take me?
This has been written by request of a Dom. Please no unsolicited private messages, but I would love for you to share your thoughts and experiences.
I've wondered for years who responds, who posts, etc... As much I've always considered myself a "good girl," the personals were something that always intrigued me. From the local paper to the descriptive, eloquently written ones in the Washingtonian, I was always curious and tempted. Oh, but one thing you should know about me is that with few exceptions, I'm good at resisting temptation. Until now that is.
Why now? The past few years have left me wanting, growing, maturing and recognizing a deep need within me that I have tried to ignore. How much longer could I push that need aside? Did I want to push that need aside and not be true to myself? I thought I could. I believed I could be the "good girl" that I'm so used to being and everyone expects. However, the question remains, do I truly want to be "that" good girl or is there a different kind of "good girl" that would make me feel more complete? Perhaps some of you can help me decide.
Well, I finally took a leap. Where will that leap take me? Time will tell.
Needless to say, I responded to an ad. The ads I've wondered about for years. The ads that I used to feed my dreams, but never thought worthy of a response. His words were few, but clear and concise. They resonated with me. They alluded to many things that I've only known in my fantasies. Did I know what I was doing as I wrote him a note? Absolutely. Did I know what would come of my response? No, but I hoped. I hoped he'd find interest in what I had written for they weren't empty words. They were sincere and honest. They were an admission of sorts of who I truly am and what I truly crave. Right now, I'm craving a touch, a caress, a spank, a thrust, a glance... Anything that will put me over the edge as I feel his control. I'm teetering. He has quickly and efficiently led me to that edge. Something tells me that this is where he likes women. Struggling. Frustrated. Longing.
The release that I'm craving and desperately need has been denied at least for now. I haven't submitted to him, but yet, I'm following his instructions. There is a promise of what's to come, but I must wait. I must wait until Saturday. Should I wait? What happens if I don't? His instructions were clear and the reward at the end may be worth the struggle, frustration, and longing.
Another question lingers, perhaps an even more important question, and that is which "good girl" do I want to be? Do I want to be the good girl that follows instructions and does what he has asked of me or the good girl that goes back to her little world where everyone is happy and her darker and deeper needs are pushed aside? The answer should be clear.
I've given into temptation, but not the temptation to touch, tease, and play with myself. At least not yet. "Discipline" is what I keep telling myself, but the need is growing as I feel the moisture pooling in my panties and my clit pulsing. I can't help but wonder where all this temptation will lead and whether or not I'll be able to resist. Will there be rewards, punishment, or something more?
This journey has only just begun. Where do you think this path will take me?
This has been written by request of a Dom. Please no unsolicited private messages, but I would love for you to share your thoughts and experiences.
