Well, where should I begin? You now know about the woman who has made me rethink my life style. I've given you a good idea of how she looks and how she acts, but what about me you say? Well My Name is Micah Wyanet I am 25 years old, I've lived in oregon most my life, i hate traveling, lived with my mother up until i turned 18 then moved out on my own so I could be 'Myself'. My eyes are a lovely blue, my hair kept short, color constantly changing, I prefer to consider myself about 5'5 in height, I'm very pale, but work out quite often...I had to learn to protect myself at a vert young age because i was different. Everyone just loved torturing little Micah and I never understood. I had very few friends, maybe 3 possibly 4, but they were the best friends anyone could ask for. Especially a depressed girl like me...And yes if you're wondering I was a cutter and the scars still make their home on my body to this day. I refuse to be ashamed of something that just proves how strong I am and with how femininly masculine I am...No one seems to ever notice, or care. No ones ever wanted more than sex from me. Every woman has just seen a toy, a body...not a person with emotions.
As a young preteen I found myself losing my virginity at 11. From that day on I found myself surrounded by women and I loved it. But i had always kept my sexuality hidden from everyone, especially the one girl who I thought was my true love. She was a high school girlfriend, we dated for 2 years, secretly. No one ever had a clue that when we went home we were kissing,loving, beating and tying eachother up for fun. Until that day came along when I lost her forever...She left me for a little idiotic boy, because her daddy was against gays. It was bullshit, I gave her my all and what did I get in return?!?! Broken apologies and a,suicide attempt....I almost died that night...laying on my bed clutching a jacket I once held so dear. She was my everything and she left me!
Hate grew in my heart, I'd never love again. I swore to myself that love was something I didn't need. She had ruined me. A year passed, I finally turned 18 and left that place. I didn't move far away, but far enough to where no one would find me.
I was 18, great job, nice house, and I was going to college. It was nice for awhile, but then I got lonely and the sexual urges never ceased. I tried online dating sites and even kink ones. I'd find a girl from time to time and we'd play for a couple days. Then I'd get bored and send her home. Eventually I had a new girl each month or so and thats when I built my 'Play room'. It was full of everything your little dirty heart could desire. Wips, chains, handcuffs, belts, rope, dildos, strap ons, vibraters, edible candles for melting, vanilla lube, leather outfits, and of course a bed. Every new girl I got had to sign a contract, stating that our relationship was not abuse, but consensual. Each little kitten of mine followed my rules and by the age of 22 I was an experienced Mistress and could have basically any little sub I wanted. The local bars I went to knew me by name and always warned the new comers not to mess with Micah, but did they ever listen? No of course not, everyone had to have a taste of what I had to offer. By my 24th birthday I had graduated from college and found a better job. Living alone became my usual and I never knew whether or not I liked it. It got boring, but there was no drama or worries, no one that depended on me and no one to tell me what to do. I was a broken little soul and I started not caring. My day to day life was sleep, eat, work. And maybe a night of fun, that always cheered me up. But it never lasted long and then I'd be back to sulking around wishing life would ceise to exist. My life was one people said they dreamed of, but I didn't want it what was the point of a life like mine? If I had no one to share it with...One day I was so bored i adopted 2 little husky/shepard mix pups from a shelter. Both boys, Valcas, and big lug. My babyboys have been with me for a year and they are so big. When they sit they're heads can almost lean against the top of my ribcage and they weigh a good 110 lbs each. Valcas is a rusty red color with white markings, and big lug looks like a shepard with a poofy tail. Both of them have sky blue eyes and I've loved them since the day I picked them up.
The boys and I lived happily together, cuddling watching movies on the nights I was home and after I got them I had 'Play time' less and less and just stayed home with them. I spoiled them rotten, but i trained them well. They never let anyone touch me and well whenever someone was dumb enough to try and break in they'd just stand up against the door and growl until i woke up and laughed before calling 911 saying someone was stupid enough to try and break in again. I was finally kinda happy, but I needed more. And who knows why I decided to walk to the river that day, but Im glad I did..
*present day*
Zalina runs from downstairs, Valcas running after her in a game of chase.
"You'll never get me! You little assmunch" Zalina said out of breath
I was laughing so hard I couldn't breath, she brought so much energy in here and my boys loved her. Over the past month I had fallen in Love with this girl and it was time I say something.
"Valcas come on boy time for a break go get some water"
As he slows down and walks to the kitchen Big Lug follows him and then i gesture for Zalina to sit down next to me. She looks at me questioningly and says
"Whats up princess? Looks like you got something on your mind"
Before I even had time to process what I was saying the words fell out of my mouth.
"Be My Kitten?" My heart was racing...I couldn't breath and all i saw was her face turn red and she bit one of the rings through her lip. She was trying to muster words I could tell...A minute hadn't even passed and I felt myself getting impatient...I needed to know her answer. I had to.
