youQadesh
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Sorry this is long but I read other peoples responses and I just wanted more of the juicy details! So here are mine... Well, it's a strange story, really. When I was fourteen my best friend Kate had an older brother who was 17, Dan. I was totally infatuated with him. He was funny, creative, a little 'goth' (which at the time I thought was cool). Not to mention he was really a good hearted person. He was tall, wore a black trench coat even when it was hot, had long black hair (that I would do anything to play with). Our personalities really clicked, so when I would sleep over Kate's house(who funny enough to this day is still my closest friend) Dan and I would hang out after she fell asleep. We started joking around one night that i was his slave. It progressed over time and we began meeting only as slave and master some times. We had names for each other when we played this game. His was Magi, and mine was Morg. He drafted a contract and even had a crystal he supposedly kept my soul in. It sounds so silly now, and at the time I really just thought it was a silly game at first, and it was something special we did. Besides the fact that I was utterly infatuated with him there was nothing sexual about what we were doing. It was innocent. At some point he began to say he wanted to tantalize me. I told him he wouldn't be able too (playing hard to get). He said if I let him do what ever he wanted to me then he would certainly be able to tantalize me. BY this time I was 15. He dared me to give him free reign to tantalize me. So I agreed, saying it wouldn't work. That first night he tide me in a closet. he told me to stand there while he sat back in his bed so he could watch me skirm. Mind you, no intimate touching went on, and we were both fully clothed. He didn't even have a boner. he would come over and tickle me (in very appropriate places. I just remember being so turned on, wondering why he didn't do more, but being afraid that he would. I was young and had only kissed a boy. The next time we met. He said he had a new plan to tantalize me. He said he would hog tie me and blind fold me. He would hide a key on the floor and if I would find it hogtied and blindfolded then I would be rewarded. So he tied me up and I found the key quickly. He was very pleased and gave me a back massage. Still no clothes taken off, nothing sexual happening. Then he wanted me to do something else. I don't remember what it was but I refused. He said if I refused I would be punished(which is the main reason I refused...hehehe) SO he tied each of my wrists and ankles to each corner of the bed, blindfolded me, and left me there for a while. He snick in with out being detected and began tickling me with a feather. The he would get very close, as close as you could get without touching me, and breathed on my skin from my toes up to my neck and face. I really thought this would be the time where he would kiss me and take my clothes off, though he never did. Nothing ever came from this relationship. Year later when I told him how infatuated I was with him, and how he could have gotten any thing he wanted from me. He said he didn't know I was that into him and that he didnt want to take advantage of me. Then he tried getting with me but by that time I was no longer interested in him. Those memories of being ties up, and "tantalized" always stuck with me though. And just thinking about it turns me on. If it weren't for him who knows if I would even be as kinky as I am now. Some sexologists believe that earlier experiences of arousal determine largely what will arouse you in later years so whose to say I would have ever been kinky were it not for him.
< Message edited by youQadesh -- 12/1/2008 5:13:18 PM >
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