Wgen did you first know you were into something different?

Wgen did you first know you were into something different?

No Body​(dom male) • Sep 20, 2019

For me it was around 1988. My girlfriend and I where playing around and she bit me a little to hard. Without thinking I slapped her ass hard. She jumped up looked at me and for a moment I thought the fight was on. She slowly smiled and asked me to do it again. Having no internet then I had no idea what we were getting into but I was enjoying it greatly. My hand led to paddles and belts and other things. It was not till 99 that I found out what she got us into and how much better it could get.
So many years and so many memeories. So tell us how did it happen for you ?

Larah​(sub female) • Sep 21, 2019

Hi SR13, thank you for sharing your story.
For me it was in my early 20's...many many moons ago lol.
Like you, we did not know about bdsm (or at least I didn't). I remember feeling incredibly cherished and loved. He helped me see my beauty inside and outside. He dressed me in flattering colors and styles...introduced me to sexy heels...always interested in my whereabouts and safety.
We brought out the best in each other.
Unfortunately, it was my peers advice to leave him because he was abusing me...controlling me. I needed to be a stronger woman and not put up with his crap...yada yada.
I often wonder what happened to him.

No Body​(dom male) • Sep 22, 2019

Tgere are many who are destined to change us and leave. They enter our life and move on but they leave us changed in one way or another and leave us better or worse. Even when we are left broken we change and become stronger. I have 17 godchildren and there are 12 I have not seen in years. Moving as much as I have I left to many good people behind. Such is life people come and go but they remain in the heart if we find them worthy of a place there.

Zedland​(dom male) • Sep 22, 2019

I was a teenager with questions who thankfully knew a woman with answers. Before her I was just a guy who like rough sex and was very good at taking control, afterwards I learned there were several important steps before slamming someone up against a wall. Also the internet helped. Though it wasn't till my last year of high school I had a proper D/s relationship happen.

SubSided​(sub female) • Sep 22, 2019

My story is a little.... off.

I'd loved porn, but was drawn to movie and tv depictions of submission. The only impediment was that Hollywood showed the male as the submissive.

A powerful, controlling man who needed that safe space to let someone else be in control. I always desired to be that man.

Those darn 50 Shades books led me to something more. I read them and knew there was more and better out there. So, I started looking at other authors and found Cherise Sinclair. Her books were everything I didn't know I always wanted.

starlightsss • Sep 22, 2019

I’m not necessarily sure how it happened. About 6 years ago, I was in a relationship and I just remember wanting him to hurt me. We both didn’t really know what I was asking for so we did what we could. Some time after, I read Fifty Shades and suddenly a light bulb flickered on lol. After copious amounts of research, I realized that it was a lot deeper than that and I’ve been here ever since.

SubSided​(sub female) • Sep 22, 2019

Exactly! It's like a gateway drug. You feel 'something' but know there is so much more.

starlightsss • Sep 22, 2019

you described that PERFECTLY!

SubSided​(sub female) • Sep 22, 2019

Yes, in a vague sort of way.

Bunnie • Sep 22, 2019

I was probably around six years old when I first realised I was “different.” My best friend at the time told me one of her fantasies and I knew her and I weren’t considered the norm. We spent so much time together, everyone thought we were lesbians... it turns out she was... I never realised, and I never realised she loved me. We played around together and being quite butch, she was the dominant one who suggested what we do and how we do it, which I didn’t mind... I was up for anything lol... however, I kind of went exploring on my own as well. When I met a boy, she became possessive and jealous and left our friendship because it hurt her too much that I couldn’t love her how she wanted.

Everything about what I had explored and experienced seemed natural, however at some point I learned that it wasn’t considered natural, and I wasn’t to share any of my “true desires” with anyone.

Pretty woman was one of my favourite movies, however, not because of the “whore to princess” concept... I was fascinated by the whore concept... being used like that. I fantasised about being someone’s whore from the moment that movie came into my viewing... and then being “owned” like that.

Although I always knew it was simply a natural part of me, I spent all my time and focus working out how to satisfy some of my needs without stepping outside of what was considered socially acceptable. Even then, I was still considered the pretty wild one by my group of friends... the one who if you wanted to experiment, would be up for it. When my girlfriends all began going through the curious stages of wanting to experience threesomes etc, they all came to me lol. However, when a few of their boyfriends asked me to have affairs, I realised that had to stop.

So I settled... found a nice boy, and did the “girlfriend” thing. It was nice. He is a very good man who still holds a fond place in my heart. During that time, I was introduced to a few things by a friend of my sister who gave me a book to read... let’s just say... it certainly wasn’t fifty shades lol... I wasn’t surprised by much at that point in my life, but wowsers, that one knocked me for a six. It opened up a whole world (of sadomasochism)... and freaked me out lol. I thought that if that was what the world I was curious about was like, I wasn’t having any part of it. It really scared me... but what scared me the most was how turned on I was by it. The old feelings of thinking there was something severely wrong with me resurfaced... until I could push it all away and ignore it... again.

Anyway, without making this a novel, there were many instances and beautiful people along the way who obviously saw “me” when I couldn’t, and who tried to gently nudge me in the direction of my more authentic self, however I had too much fear of being rejected. I still do! Although it’s much less now, I still don’t share my “true desires” with anyone except those close to me... but at least I finally get to voice them now

So, after venturing a bit further down the “wrong” life path, I eventually found myself in a situation that finally revealed to me what I was.

I went online and began researching, and came across a whole other world... my world... the one where I had belonged all this time, but simply never knew. I had always been drawn to kink as porn, but it had only ever been porn to me. The day I found a blog written by a slave and read of her life, I knew I had come home.