Very nice, do you still do daring things with Charlotte?

I've thought about this quite a few times before and I can never seem to pinpoint an exact time or moment. I read a lot of high fantasy growing up, and I always remember being upset when the damsel in distress would get away. I would write stories (fanfiction sometimes, which it wasn't labeled really back then) where every attempt to save the girl would fail, and she would remain a slave forever to the evil men. From a young age those stories were somewhat sexualized (I remember my 5th grade teacher telling my mom about them).

I also like to role play/play make believe with my siblings a lot. We would make up all kinds of games, and I would always volunteer to be captured or be the sacrifice. They would try to save me but I kept making it so I could never escape. My sister also used to put a dog collar on me and a leash and would walk me around and I would pretend to be a dog. Those play times were never sexual, but I realize now that I had that tendency for as far back as I can remember.

My first real experience of tying someone up and mildly humiliating them would be with my school friend. After school or sleepovers we would play silly games where we would tie each other up, eventually led to being naked. Or stupid who can cum the quickest dares etc...

It then seemed natural when I started dating girls to involve restraint and light bondage, tease/denial games and actually it was my first girlfriend who suggested this.

Didn't discover BDSM was a thing until later on and then it all kinda made sense.

M.V

A lot of my fetishes came from browsing the internet at a young age. I would look over porn or erotica. Though my first real experience with BDSM was this year actually. With the first boyfriend i dabbled a bit with bondage, but heavy BDSM came in June this year:)

I was cornered at 6 yo by some me junior high kids who pulled a knife and tried to get me to pull my pants down because they were going to cut off my dick. I was terrified, and then, fortunately, just as they were about to be pulled down, my sister showed up and they ran off.

Probably the start of a lot of stuff with me.

Though, before that, even, I had dreams about being barefoot in a pool and touching people with my feet and feeling funny as long back as I remember. (3 yo or so). I also learned, now looking back, that I probably had sensory processing issues. Going barefoot when I was young was intense and being barefoot on grass felt odd...icky...especially wet grass.

I was barefoot in a play at ten and felt like I was all but naked on the stage. Again it made me feel weird, but I didn’t understand it.

I have learned that I am very sensual and I have also sought out situations that replay the trauma and, occasionally, have worked with others who desire to have their traumas replayed.

All these feelings, even today, seem very primal, beyond normal feelings and emotions. I love pushing the edge and still seek a great master that will really push me and a sub who I enjoy exploring and that is open to the humiliation I want to impose.