This is absolutely fucked up. I'm fucked up, what the fuck is wrong with me? I don't know what I was thinking to agree on meeting with some sex Dominant on a kinky website in person. My imagination has gone wild on what could possibly be waiting for me. I repetitively doubt my sanity at I await to meet someone from an online BDSM community. I reassure myself that I am doing this safely. As someone who has been completely sheltered by parental veils, I am cautious but tired of living the safe, monotonous life I've been restricted to. Maybe I was bored with the lackluster of a love life that I had. Maybe I was just curious, or there was a void, a hollow emptiness so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it. Amelia has gone through life being the "good girl" just like any other cliched character in a book, movie, you name it. In her entire 18 years of existence her life just barely brims with excitement. Elementary school: not too bad Middle school: horrible High school: started rough, but major improvement College (present): exceptionally dull and still a virgin Amelia only ever fantasizes about dominant hunks of pure sex god that she reads in books (Mr. Grey ranks in the low 30s). She has read all of the kinkiest novels that are available in the digital world and continues to be deeply unsatisfied as she sets the overused vibrator aside. She makes the boldest move she can imagine and plans to meet with Harry, a Master in an exclusive kinky focused group. Fear of the unknown and excitement engulf her senses as she drops down into the rabbit hole where Dominants take all that their Submissives have to offer.All Rights Reserved
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