Ryu7777dom male
Ryu7777
I’ve known I was into Bdsm since I was very little. My favorite game was not Indians and cowboys, PlayStation, football or anything of that sort. I mean I liked them all but my favorite was role playing. There was this girl who lived a few houses down the road from us. Both our parents were really close. I remember us being 10 maybe 11 years old. Whenever they visited we used to sneak upstairs and prepare for “a school something”. We studied nothing but we played a very naive, not knowing what we’re doing, teacher / pupil. She had suggested it first, saying she heard about it from her sister. That time in my room, with our parents chatting downstairs, she told me “now you have to spank me 3 times because I did not do well in a test at school”. As she lifted her skirt and I saw her yellow panties I spanked her as gently and as scared and tentatively as I possibly could ...then there was light. For years I kept this memory hidden, thinking it was super bad. If my parents found out they would disown me or something. You know, guilt, fear. But the experience was so intense that it stayed with me and like a buried seed, it grew.
At 23 I had my first real llife bdsm experience with my then 19 yr old girlfriend. Summer holiday. Came across one of those semi-abandoned rural houses. I remember the heat. Her bikini, her white tiny shorts. Her lips. Her eyes. The smell of salt on her skin. Her naked body, her shaven pussy, my T-shirt as rope, my hands to spank with, my fingers to feel, pleasure, dominate, punish, control. We had a year long, full on, intense, never enough sessions.
Fast forward that 20 years ..