I have always considered myself to be sexually open minded. At the age of 17 I started reading Nancy Friday. I never really gave the BDSM fantasies a second thought. I didn't mind them but they didn't turn me on.
About 3 years ago I was flirting quite heavily with a gentleman in an online community I chatted at. He would talk about putting me over his knee and spanking me, making me wear a collar, etc. I entertained his fantasies, but still didn't think too much about it but he persisted and I really started to let myself get into it.
Enter a friend that intrigued me. We spoke briefly about tying up and spanking. I started dabbling in erotic writing and wrote a story for him. We continued to explore the thoughts and they overwhelmed me. I started to really see myself in the role of the sub. I wanted him to be the one not only because he drove me wild but because I trusted him completely.
We made a plan to see one another and explore. Those 4 days changed my life. He took my mind and body to places they've never been. I craved for him to control me, I craved each slap of the crop, each flick of my nipple, each drop of wax and I wanted more. I wanted to surrender everything I was to him....and for those 4 days I got to.