I’ve been browsing the forums more often than normal due to a little extra free time at work. I noticed a few patterns in threads, some blogs, and even through conversations I’ve had in chat and through kik. I decided to pair this with a journaling prompt I’d read a while back and make a list of three things that it seems like everybody wants, but I’m very happy without.

1. Punishments

I see a lot of requests for punishments - not that this is a new thing. Even when I joined...

Mistress told me what her long-term plan is for me as she plugged my ass with a pink jeweled butt plug after painting my nails today.

She wants to humiliate me. Like really humiliate me. She wants for people to not know what I am. "Is it a man or a woman? It kind of looks like a man, but it has painted nails and is wearing high heels." She wants people to see me and think "what is IT"? She wants me to be an it. She wants people to stare at me, to take hidden pictures...

I spent last night naked in a dumpster and I ate breakfast from the compost container.

The doorman of my Mistress' building is very familiar with our relationship and has seen me naked on several occasions. To keep him quiet, mistress has loaned me out to him a handful of times. She loaned me to him yesterday when I got to her place after work for a three hour session - the longest I'd ever been with him before was 45 minutes, so clearly I was her down payment for a big favor. During...

We had developed a very special relationship. Her and I were so close that we shared even our intimate secrets. It went so far, that we dared each other to explore our most filthy fantasies. My best friend had already beaten me twice and set up according humiliating tasks. First I was bound into a bathroom totally exposed and had to blow and swallow one of her party boys I didn't knew before. Another day she put me in pony shoes and restraints me nearly naked, leading me for a walk in a public forest....

Part 1

While I packed my bags for the trip I was already sad I would have to suppress my inner slut again. Jerry and Phil were my best friends for years, but I couldn't be open and honest with them about that. Boys like us just didn't talk about sex at all, besides occasional comments and jokes. I guess we all assumed that we were into girls, probably rightly based on what my friends said so far, though I said the same sentences myself. The truth was that nobody of us really knew. We didn't...

There was always some darkness in me, some part of my sexuality that I had suppressed so far. I don't remember why, but a couple of month ago it broke through the surface with such force, that I couldn't resist. Overwhelmed by horniness, but still restricted by my habits and good manners, I found a website that seemed to fit my desires - getDare.com. It didn't request anything from me but some time to sign up. I read a couple of guides. As recommended, I put down a pretty empty list of Likes/Dislikes...

Lana, Zoe and me were going home from school. We shared a good part of our ways, though usually I was going on my own. I wasn't much of a socialiser, nor one of the popular boys, especially regarding girls. But the two girls of my class level had asked me to join them. I knew them only from sight, when our classes met on the floor changing rooms or on the schoolyard. Actually there were quite pretty, showing off their smooth legs under their skirts with a sunshine smile. I just didn't know what they...