Be careful what you wish for

I have always had a big problem, whenever I got horny, I got risky. Being in danger and being scared turned me on so much. I’d always been very submissive, none of my fantasies ended well for me. I’d always end up enslaved, collared, leashed and broken by some strange old man. Nothing else turned me on like that did. It drove me crazy. I can’t tell you the amount of nights I’d spent fantasising about that, teasing myself until dawn, tying myself up and trying to struggle out of it. I’d gotten pretty good at it, I’d spend whole days tied up in my flat with my vibe on a low hum agains’t me. It had gotten so much worse since coming to university and living on my own. I swear I’d spend every day finding new ways to play with myself, I’d wear a butt plug to my lectures and share pics of myself online just to read all the perverted comments. I was addicted to it. I got more and more risky. I always sort of knew in the back of my head that it would catch up to me one day but i’m ashamed to admit that… I think thats what I wanted. 

And then one night it had all become too much, months and months of fantasising had driven me to a breaking point. I had given my email out to many total strangers in that time, always teasing myself with the idea of giving in. But that night one of them said all the right things, some pervert said things that drove me crazy. I wasn’t thinking straight, I was only focusing on living out my fantasies. Of being turned into some old mans pet. It was so humiliating, my whole body would flush at just the thought of it. I had been teasing myself for hours, it must have been the whole day. I was in a haze, like I was drunk on my own fantasies. He sent message after message, each one more perverted than the last, each one driving me closer. It’s like he was in my head, I was in the palm of his hand. 

Then he told me that I should just give in and in my haze I said yes. He told me to tie myself up, to unlock my door and tell him where I live. I only hesitated for a moment before giving him my address, the very act of doing so sending shivers up and down my spine. I couldn’t believe what I was doing but I couldn’t stop myself. I was so scared but that just turned me on even more. With cheeks flushed red and glazed eyes I took the rope out from under my bed and began to tie myself up like he said. My door stood unlocked as I sat on the floor in front of my bed, ankles tied up above my head, wrists entwined with rope and my ass sticking out towards my bedroom door. I couldn’t get out even if I tried.

Moments passed, the anticipation was driving me crazy. It felt like forever, and, with every moment my thoughts began to poke through. I started to realise what was happening, I struggled agains’t my own binds to no avail. I strained and panicked, ashamed as I felt myself become more and more wet. And then I heard my door open…

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So this one is pretty straight forward and obviously jumps right into it. I think it can get really, really kinky. I want to involve many of my kinks, the more pervy the man/woman the better. I was thinking that was happens immediately after the prompt is just the beginning. I’m open to lots of fun ideas and happy to discuss them with you guys.