dr_mabeuse
seduce the mind
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Anatomy of Desire: Learning the Ropes
This is intended to be an exploration of the feelings and thoughts involved in a power exchange relationship involving some D/s and erotic restraint. I'm looking for a female player who's articulate enough to express what she experiences as the relationship progresses as I do the same.
She didn't know where these feelings came from, but for as long as she could remember she'd been fascinated by pictures of women tied up, abducted, held captive. There was juct something so exicting about the idea of being rendered helpless by a man, unable to defend yourself or stop him from doing whatever he wanted to you.
As a little girl she was always the one to volunteer to be tied up when the Indians attacked, or thrown into the hold when the pirates took her ship. She was too young even to know what it was she wanted them to do to her, but she knew it involved tying her up and kissing her. Maybe more.
In college she had once been tied to a chair, as part of a prank. Sitting in a darkened room, wearing a blindfold and gag, her wrists and ankles tied to the chair, she thought she might have an orgasm from sheer excitement. They'd quickly untied her, afraid she'd been having trouble breathing, but the fact was that she was breathless with excitement.
After college she learned that there were others that shared her fascination and fetish for this kind of thing. She thought about exploring it in real life, but it seemed too risky, too embarrassing, and often too extreme. She didn't want to be hurt. Didn't want to be made to crawl around and eat from a dog's bowl. She just wanted to be restrained during sex and made to pleasure another. She wanted to surrender and put herself into the hands of someone who would take her places she wouldn't go on her own.
Then she'd met the Doctor. He seemd to share the same interests. They seemed to be compatible. They'd talked on the internet for a long time, then on the phone. They didn't talk much about their mutual interest, but it was always in the background. Finally she met him and they went out a couple of times. It was very important for her that she trust him implicitly, and she found that she did. He was considerate, kind, and funny, and so she decided he would be the one.
On a Friday night she drove to his house where she knew he was waiting and ready for her. She was excited and more than a little nervous as she walked in. He had dimmed all the lights, and the place was lit by numerous candles. She noticed the paraphanalia laid out on the dining room table. She was eager to start, eager to find out just what this fascination was all about.
OOC: Woman needed who feels like she does. Apply within.
This is intended to be an exploration of the feelings and thoughts involved in a power exchange relationship involving some D/s and erotic restraint. I'm looking for a female player who's articulate enough to express what she experiences as the relationship progresses as I do the same.
She didn't know where these feelings came from, but for as long as she could remember she'd been fascinated by pictures of women tied up, abducted, held captive. There was juct something so exicting about the idea of being rendered helpless by a man, unable to defend yourself or stop him from doing whatever he wanted to you.
As a little girl she was always the one to volunteer to be tied up when the Indians attacked, or thrown into the hold when the pirates took her ship. She was too young even to know what it was she wanted them to do to her, but she knew it involved tying her up and kissing her. Maybe more.
In college she had once been tied to a chair, as part of a prank. Sitting in a darkened room, wearing a blindfold and gag, her wrists and ankles tied to the chair, she thought she might have an orgasm from sheer excitement. They'd quickly untied her, afraid she'd been having trouble breathing, but the fact was that she was breathless with excitement.
After college she learned that there were others that shared her fascination and fetish for this kind of thing. She thought about exploring it in real life, but it seemed too risky, too embarrassing, and often too extreme. She didn't want to be hurt. Didn't want to be made to crawl around and eat from a dog's bowl. She just wanted to be restrained during sex and made to pleasure another. She wanted to surrender and put herself into the hands of someone who would take her places she wouldn't go on her own.
Then she'd met the Doctor. He seemd to share the same interests. They seemed to be compatible. They'd talked on the internet for a long time, then on the phone. They didn't talk much about their mutual interest, but it was always in the background. Finally she met him and they went out a couple of times. It was very important for her that she trust him implicitly, and she found that she did. He was considerate, kind, and funny, and so she decided he would be the one.
On a Friday night she drove to his house where she knew he was waiting and ready for her. She was excited and more than a little nervous as she walked in. He had dimmed all the lights, and the place was lit by numerous candles. She noticed the paraphanalia laid out on the dining room table. She was eager to start, eager to find out just what this fascination was all about.
OOC: Woman needed who feels like she does. Apply within.
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