i met Master in junior high and we started out as best friends. He helped me through the most dificult times of my life. He was there for me when my dad died, when i was going through the situation with my mom, when i started falling in with the wrong guys. It didn't matter what i did, He never once judged me, and He was always there for me. Then in sophomore year W/we started dating, just like everyone expected us to. Both of U/us really wanted more than a vanilla relationship, but wasn't sure how to bring it up to the other. i certainly didn't want my best friend in the world/lover to think i was some kind of freak, and i guess He didn't either. Then one day i was giving Him head when He got a little rough and started pulling me by the hair. Then afterwards, He started apologizing profusely saying He didn't know what had gotten into Him and i just grinned. From then on, W/we slowly started experimenting with BDSM until W/we got to where W/we are today.