His characters are what make me stir with passion everytime I touch myself.
I first got the internet when I turned fourteen years of age. I was always enamoured by technology, and my mind was still very caught up in the worlds I created from my imagination. Pretty much all of my sexual fantasies we're governed by these derranged BDSM fantasy realms and quite a few are still. Back then I had found an outlet for them in online chatrooms that basically allowed you to become whoever or whatever you wanted through text. I ended up making myself something along the lines of an anti-heroin succubus who basically would take out her sexual frustration forcefully on the men and women she'd encounter in these chatroom worlds. The dicussion would get so detailed and juicey that everytime I played I'd be typing with one hand. But everything changed with this one character that had crossed my path. After playing for a year, my character was quite notorious in the AOL roleplaying world, but I was stilla ripe fifteen year old nerd in the non digital realm. That year I had met a character who became my character's incestuous sister. But as our IRL selves talked more and more, we began to play outside of the chatrooms privately playing out each of our fantasies in text. Bondage, sadomasochistic acts, taboos....we chatted about it all as we each at our computer desks touched ourselves.
We played for a long time and I think about our discussions often. His characters are what make me stir with passion everytime I touch myself. I feel like parts of me are so fragmented by the fact that I fantasize so much about things that are unobtainable in the real world. This website and the BDSM scene help remind me that there are people out there that feel the same way. Thanks for sharing
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