Real BDSM experience

[Kate1109]

Just recently I finally had my first real experience in the topic of BDSM. It seems to me that all my life I have been excited by the awareness of myself in the role of the bottom. Currently, there are many resources on the Internet on the topic of BDSM dating, and I chose the most popular one, for some reason they call it “black.” Since registering on the site, I received 30-40 messages every day from different men asking me to get acquainted, but mostly stupid conversations about nothing, or about fantasies. But I had a dialogue with one guy. He sent me a couple of photos and he seemed very attractive to me, perhaps because of this I gave my preference to him and stopped the dialogue with other users of the site. He is only 25 years old (almost 10 years younger than me, I will only turn 35 in the fall), athletic, tall, attractive, courageous.
We communicated in a telegram for a couple of weeks and he began to insist on a meeting. Of course, I’m a coward in all these matters, but I think it’s time... If I don’t try now, I probably never will. They began to agree on a list of taboos and decided more or less unanimously, with the exception of anal sex. In principle, I never had one and didn’t really want it, but in the end I agreed.
And so we agreed on the day of the session for Saturday morning. Naturally, before such a meeting I hardly slept at night, but I still felt cheerful in the morning. She carried out all the preparatory procedures for anal sex, then began to apply bright makeup, which we agreed upon, and curled her hair. I had my clothes prepared in advance, namely heels, stockings, a mini skirt and a top. The meeting was scheduled at my home. There were still 15 minutes before the meeting, I was sitting there nervously, I looked in the mirror, I looked like a typical whore in this outfit and makeup, but it turned me on.
And then the doorbell rang. Naturally, I start to shake from nerves, I go and look through the peephole, there he is. We agreed in advance that the session would start from the door, which I didn’t immediately remember) I opened the door, said hello, come in. By the way, he looked a little simpler than in the photo, but quite well.
And then he crossed the threshold, slammed the door and I immediately asked mechanically: “Maybe tea or coffee?” To which I unexpectedly receive a slap in the face and hear the phrase, “Untie the laces on my shoes and take them off.” Oh, how unexpected it was, at that moment I had not yet projected my consciousness into the place of the lower one and it was so offensive. I knelt down, untied my laces and took off my shoes. After which he took me by the hair and led me on all fours into the room.
He sat down on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table and said take off your socks. I did it. Then I hear the phrase “lick your feet.” Of course, we agreed on this, but I thought that he would take a shower first. But there’s nothing left to do, I start licking my toes, soles of my feet and heels. This went on for about 15 minutes and I was already a little tired, but calmness and excitement began to slowly come.
And so he pushes the coffee table aside, tells me to take off my top, kneel down and put my hands behind my back. I quickly did it, and in the meantime he had already taken off his pants. I saw his erect penis, which was already flowing and was in front of my face. He began to move his dick over my face and hit it with his dick. Sometimes it was so bad that I was afraid it might leave a bruise. Then he began to grab my breasts and twist my nipples, and unlike my own breast caresses, it hurt like hell. I even tried to push his hands away from my chest a couple of times with my own hands, but immediately received a slap in the face. Finally he finished with my breasts and ordered me to suck. I started giving a blowjob, periodically he took me by the hair and there was some kind of irrationation, but thank God it was not very harsh. But I asked him in advance without harsh words, although of course there was a gag reflex, drooling and tears. It’s very difficult to breathe when you have a dick in your mouth. After 5-7 minutes I already felt that there was a puddle of my drool on the floor. And now I understand that he is already cumming. My mouth fills with sperm, some of it drips onto my chest and floor, and I swallow some of it. He lets go of my head. He sits on the sofa, looks at me and spits on my face several times, but considering that my face is already covered in my drool, it was almost not felt. He sat for a couple of minutes, then took tape and tied my hands behind my back (quite tightly, by the way). Then he lifts my hands up so that my head is on the floor and wipes with me like a mop, or rather with my hair, everything that poured out of my mouth during oral sex.
Then, I see him reaching into the pocket of his jeans, which were lying on the sofa, and taking out cigarettes. I manage to utter the phrase, please smoke on the balcony, before I receive a couple more slaps and then hear the phrase “You are not allowed to speak until I ask.” He went out onto the balcony, the smell of tobacco was clearly felt in the air, and I felt saliva and sperm drying on my face and hair. I still felt tense, but my panties were wet.
And then he comes out and judging by his erection, I understand that now there will be a continuation. He sits me with my back to the sofa, I stretch my legs forward and think that now there will be rough oral sex again, but what was my surprise when he sat on my face. My nose was sometimes very painful from such pressure on it, it fidgeted all over my face, demanding to lick its ass. After which he picked me up (mostly holding me by the hair) and made me face down on the sofa, with my head against the wall. He took off his skirt and panties and began to enter my pussy. It was the most pleasant moment, everything was slippery for me and my dick went in very well. I’m already approaching orgasm, but he stops and, without removing his penis from my pussy, inserts his finger into my ass. Then the second one takes out the penis. I won’t say that the sensations from fingers in the butt can be assessed as very pleasant, but it wasn’t that bad. Then I realize that he is already moving the head of his penis near my anus. And then I feel a sharp pain in my butt, I don’t know how far he went into it, but it was unbearable, I jerk forward, hitting my head against the wall and start screaming and crying. I fall on my side and start kicking. I really started to get hysterical and still had a wild pain in my butt.
I scream, leave me alone, don’t touch me. This seemed to frighten him, I watched as he quickly began to get dressed. I hear him already putting on his shoes and walking straight into the bath in them, washing his hands and penis, but very quickly. Then I hear his loud phrase “Fucked” and the slam of the front door.
I was still lying there and crying, I still felt pain in my butt. And when they let go of me a little, I start trying to get up and realize that my hands are still tightly wrapped with tape behind my back. And here my real quest for liberation began. It took about 2 hours, but I eventually freed myself; one hand still slipped out of these shackles. Finally, I could wash myself, washed my hair, washed off all the smeared makeup and took a shower.
And here I am sitting on the bed and I feel so uncomfortable in front of this guy. We talked for so long and I really wanted to try myself as a bottom and he was interested in me. But it was simply physically impossible to endure this pain.
I take the phone and write to him “Please forgive me, I’m very uncomfortable in front of you!” And in response, “Go to hell!!!”.
In general, to sum it up, I’m a loser, no matter what I didn’t undertake experiments in sex, everything comes out through the... I even know if I will In the future, we will experiment somehow, since some things are better to remain fantasies.
P.S. I will attach you my old photo)
https://i.postimg.cc/gcN1B96N/Полюбуйтесь на красоту.jpg

[Flowers]

Then I hear his loud phrase “Fucked up”

Damn, he’s right!

[Murena0314]

Kate1109, interesting, and I would say, very instructive story. A story about what SHOULD NOT happen at a BDSM meeting. If everything happened as you write, then forgive me for my frankness, this is not BDSM, but perhaps a rude use of you.
First of all. When discussing taboos, you touched on the topic that anal sexis undesirable. And this so-called "top" had to take this into account. And in any case, don’t take you so rudely. But in fact, he raped you. If you had to fight him off, and then free yourself from the tape, then where is the safety, and taking into account the opinion and desires of the lower one. This is not BDSM.
Secondly. All his behavior, rudeness, not taking a shower (and this is mandatory hygiene, and as such a BDSM session does not exempt you from this).
In general, you are simply unlucky. I met not a real “Top,” but a man looking down at the top. Stay away from these people, they are not worth a single tear from you.

[Slavik 34]

Lots of letters, stupid story

[Kate1109]

I’ll take the topic up. This is probably my last message of this type, no one is interested in many letters

[Andrey-37]

Normal story. Yes, it’s a bummer, something didn’t work out, we didn’t agree somewhere, but this is experience. He might just try anal separately first, without tying him up. Get used to . And then go all out

[Antonthai]

I’ll raise the topic up. This is probably my last message of this type, no one is interested in a lot of letters

Personally, I believe that for BDSM practices, trust between partners and psychological connection are primarily important, and much stronger than with vanilla connections. Therefore, if you are going to get involved with random partners, then it is a priori clear that there is a high probability of such incidents

[Samara]

I agree with the opinion that this is not the “top”, bad luck with your partner, he is a stupid bastard, you can’t behave like that at the first meeting. and in my opinion there should always be a gradual “probing” of the partner’s limits, I can’t do it a little more... and then there must be a respectful attitude and not as a thing...

[Juss]

This is probably most likely from the series of sadism, and not the theme of upper and lower. The framework is always discussed. We talked about the taboo on anal, please stick to these limits. This is not the top, this is a person who simply loves himself and his ego. In short, a future maniac. You’re unlucky girl, I’m sorry. Like this and killed the thoughts of domination in you.

[Go ahead]

So, although I am not a directly committed adherent of BDSM themes, the most obvious thing that puzzles even me here is why you didn’t have a safe word? And a real meeting before the session. At least one.
About a man’s behavior in general - he doesn’t know or violates rules, agreements, this is not a master, this is an ordinary fuck. It’s as if you heard all about this yesterday and you don’t understand anything about this topic. And no precautions, where is your instinct of self-preservation? (I’m generally silent about self-respect; I’ll probably never understand true subs here). For your own safety, stop, otherwise you will actually come across not just an asshole, but a maniac, and the outcome could be much sadder

[Venus]

Quite recently I finally had my first real experience in the topic of BDSM. It seems to me that all my life I have been excited by the awareness of myself in the role of the bottom. Currently, there are many resources on the Internet on the topic of BDSM dating, and I chose the most popular one, for some reason they call it “black.” Since registering on the site, I received 30-40 messages every day from different men asking me to get acquainted, but mostly stupid conversations about nothing, or about fantasies. But I had a dialogue with one guy. He sent me a couple of photos and he seemed very attractive to me, perhaps because of this I gave my preference to him and stopped the dialogue with other users of the site. He is only 25 years old (almost 10 years younger than me, I will only turn 35 in the fall), athletic, tall, attractive, courageous.
We communicated in a telegram for a couple of weeks and he began to insist on a meeting. Of course, I’m a coward in all these matters, but I think it’s time... If I don’t try now, I probably never will. They began to agree on a list of taboos and decided more or less unanimously, with the exception of anal sex. In principle, I never had one and didn’t really want it, but in the end I agreed.
And so we agreed on the day of the session for Saturday morning. Naturally, before such a meeting I hardly slept at night, but I still felt cheerful in the morning. She carried out all the preparatory procedures for anal sex, then began to apply bright makeup, which we agreed upon, and curled her hair. I had my clothes prepared in advance, namely heels, stockings, a mini skirt and a top. The meeting was scheduled at my home. There were still 15 minutes before the meeting, I was sitting there nervously, I looked in the mirror, I looked like a typical whore in this outfit and makeup, but it turned me on.
And then the doorbell rang. Naturally, I start to shake from nerves, I go and look through the peephole, there he is. We agreed in advance that the session would start from the door, which I didn’t immediately remember) I opened the door, said hello, come in. By the way, he looked a little simpler than in the photo, but quite well.
And then he crossed the threshold, slammed the door and I immediately asked mechanically: “Maybe tea or coffee?” To which I unexpectedly receive a slap in the face and hear the phrase, “Untie the laces on my shoes and take them off.” Oh, how unexpected it was, at that moment I had not yet projected my consciousness into the place of the lower one and it was so offensive. I knelt down, untied my laces and took off my shoes. After which he took me by the hair and led me on all fours into the room.
He sat down on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table and said take off your socks. I did it. Then I hear the phrase “lick your feet.” Of course, we agreed on this, but I thought that he would take a shower first. But there’s nothing left to do, I start licking my toes, soles of my feet and heels. This went on for about 15 minutes and I was already a little tired, but calmness and excitement began to slowly come.
And so he pushes the coffee table aside, tells me to take off my top, kneel down and put my hands behind my back. I quickly did it, and in the meantime he had already taken off his pants. I saw his erect penis, which was already flowing and was in front of my face. He began to move his dick over my face and hit it with his dick. Sometimes it was so bad that I was afraid it might leave a bruise. Then he began to grab the breasts and twist the nipples and, unlike my own breast caresses, it was bad as it hurt. I even tried to push his hands away from my chest a couple of times with my own hands, but immediately received a slap in the face. Finally he finished with my breasts and ordered me to suck. I started giving a blowjob, periodically he took me by the hair and there was some kind of irrationation, but thank God it was not very harsh. But I asked him in advance without harsh words, although of course there was a gag reflex, drooling and tears. It’s very difficult to breathe when you have a dick in your mouth. After 5-7 minutes I already felt that there was a puddle of my drool on the floor. And now I understand that he is already cumming. My mouth fills with sperm, some of it drips onto my chest and floor, and I swallow some of it. He lets go of my head. He sits on the sofa, looks at me and spits on my face several times, but considering that my face is already covered in my drool, it was almost not felt. He sat for a couple of minutes, then took tape and tied my hands behind my back (quite tightly, by the way). Then he lifts my hands up so that my head is on the floor and wipes with me like a mop, or rather with my hair, everything that poured out of my mouth during oral sex.
Then, I see him reaching into the pocket of his jeans, which were lying on the sofa, and taking out cigarettes. I manage to utter the phrase, please smoke on the balcony, before I receive a couple more slaps and then hear the phrase “You are not allowed to speak until I ask.” He went out onto the balcony, the smell of tobacco was clearly felt in the air, and I felt saliva and sperm drying on my face and hair. I still felt tense, but my panties were wet.
And then he comes out and judging by his erection, I understand that now there will be a continuation. He sits me with my back to the sofa, I stretch my legs forward and think that now there will be rough oral sex again, but what was my surprise when he sat on my face. My nose was sometimes very painful from such pressure on it, it fidgeted all over my face, demanding to lick its ass. After which he picked me up (mostly holding me by the hair) and made me face down on the sofa, with my head against the wall. He took off his skirt and panties and began to enter my pussy. It was the most pleasant moment, everything was slippery for me and my dick went in very well. I’m already approaching orgasm, but he stops and, without removing his penis from my pussy, inserts his finger into my ass. Then the second one takes out the penis. I won’t say that the sensations from fingers in the butt can be assessed as very pleasant, but it wasn’t that bad. Then I realize that he is already moving the head of his penis near my anus. And then I feel a sharp pain in my butt, I don’t know how far he went into it, but it was unbearable, I jerk forward, hitting my head against the wall and start screaming and crying. I fall on my side and start kicking. I really started to get hysterical and still had a wild pain in my butt.
I scream, leave me alone, don’t touch me. This seemed to frighten him, I watched as he quickly began to get dressed. I hear him already putting on his shoes and walking straight into the bath in them, washing his hands and penis, but very quickly. Then I hear his loud phrase “Fucked” and the slam of the front door.
I was still lying there and crying, I still felt pain in my butt. And when they let go of me a little, I start trying to get up and realize that my hands are still tightly wrapped with tape behind my back. And here my real quest for liberation began. It took about 2 hours, but I eventually freed myself; one hand still slipped out of these shackles. Finally, I could wash myself, washed my hair, washed off all the smeared makeup and took a shower.
And here I am sitting on the bed and I feel so uncomfortable in front of this guy. We talked for so long and I really wanted to try myself as a bottom and he was interested in me. But it was simply physically impossible to endure this pain.
I take the phone and write to him “Please forgive me, I’m very uncomfortable in front of you!” And in response, “Go to hell!!!”.
In general, to sum it up, I’m a loser, no matter what I didn’t undertake experiments in sex, everything comes out through the... I even know if I will In the future, we will experiment somehow, since some things are better to remain fantasies.
P.S. I will attach you my old photo)
https://i.postimg.cc/gcN1B96N/Полюбуйтесь на красоту.jpg

Рассказываете вы интересно, но я полностью согласна со всеми кто здесь высказался выше. Этот парень не верх, а обычный садист. Причем с кучей комплексов и один из них низкая самооценка.
Считайте что вам повезло, что он не причинил вам физических увечий и вы не подхватили кишечную инфекцию. Да и то, что вы сумели освободиться от скотча, вам тоже повезло.

[Alyosha]

I also agree that the guy is an asshole, BDSM is not the same as anal sex, you need to prepare for both practices
The guy probably watched videos with super staged scenes where the chick is ready for all holes right away
Even the fairies point out in the questionnaires, what if you want anal - write penis sizeand warn in advance

[favafresx. ru]

And I’ll tell you that many people watch enough videos, read stories and begin to fantasize about the topic. in fantasies it excites, but fantasies and realitydifferent things. Before deciding on a BDSM session, you need to think seriously, weigh your capabilities both mentally and physically. I agree that taboos should be discussed before this activity, but you need to be prepared for force majeure. If anyone thinks that this is a romantic date where there is mutual tenderness, then do not confuse role-playing games with vanilla BDSM. What does SM mean? Sado-maso - one gets pleasure from inflicting pain, the other from humiliation, pain. in fact, both have deviations in the psyche, since one should not have sympathy, regret, pity - if these feelings exist, then they slow down and the upper one is no longer the upper one. And the second one must turn off self-respect, and in general must mentally and physically endure pain and humiliation and enjoy this process. the lower one is completely in the possession of the upper one. And yes, the bottom for the top is a thing. So if you want vanilla, then agree with your boyfriend to play a role-playing game, where there is a bottom and a top, buy paraphernalia in an intimate store and enjoy sex. I repeat, this is not romance; people are born with it or acquire a disposition from early childhood.

[Eustace]

Your story is interesting, but I completely agree with everyone who spoke above. This guy is not top, but an ordinary sadist. Moreover, with a bunch of complexes, and one of them is low self-esteem.
Consider yourself lucky that he did not cause you physical injuries and you did not catch an intestinal infection. And you were also lucky that you managed to free yourself from the tape.

Dear!!! did you get excited when you read it???

[favafresx. ru]

I see kudos to the flooders here. Topics are being killed by your flood, which takes you away from the topic of the topic itself. Fluderasty has always been the scourge of forums. For personal conversations there is a PM or a specially created topic that does not make sense.

[Venus]

And I’ll tell you that many people watch enough of the video, read the stories and begin to fantasize about the topic. in fantasies it excites, but fantasies and realitydifferent things. Before deciding on a BDSM session, you need to think seriously, weigh your capabilities both mentally and physically. I agree that taboos should be discussed before this activity, but you need to be prepared for force majeure. If anyone thinks that this is a romantic date where there is mutual tenderness, then do not confuse role-playing games with vanilla BDSM. What does SM mean? Sado-maso - one gets pleasure from inflicting pain, the other from humiliation, pain. in fact, both have deviations in the psyche, since one should not have sympathy, regret, pity - if these feelings exist, then they slow down and the upper one is no longer the upper one. And the second one must turn off self-respect, and in general must mentally and physically endure pain and humiliation and enjoy this process. the lower one is completely in the possession of the upper one. And yes, the bottom for the top is a thing. So if you want vanilla, then agree with your boyfriend to play a role-playing game, where there is a bottom and a top, buy paraphernalia in an intimate store and enjoy sex. I repeat, this is not romance, people are born with it or acquire a disposition from early childhood.

It is immediately obvious that you are not in the subject. The reasoning is as naive as it is dangerous.

favafresx. ru,

Forums have always been, are and will continue to be in the flood and offtopic. Those who do not understand this are sitting on empty forums.

[Venus]

you got excited when you read

I would have kicked the idiot with dirty feet out the door as soon as he entered. And, in general, the bastard described is sick and needs to be treated.

[favafresx. ru]

It is immediately clear that you are not in the subject. The reasoning is so naive, and of course I won’t argue with a person who had sex with spirits, but I’ll put in 5 cents. I was a member of a couple of BDSM-themed sites, communicated live with people and attended BDSM sessions 2 times, did not participate (God forbid), but was an observer. So I know what I’m talking about, although I don’t mind being naive.

[Venus]

It’s immediately obvious that you’re off topic. The reasoning is so naive, and of course I won’t argue with a person who had sex with spirits, but I’ll put in 5 cents. I was a member of a couple of BDSM-themed sites, communicated live with people and attended BDSM sessions 2 times, did not participate (God forbid), but was an observer. So I know what I’m talking about, although I don’t mind being naive.

Well, if you’ve been on BDSM sites and even watched sessions, then you aware that this is a kind of sex game. With its own rules, which are observed by both the top and the bottom... but that didn’t stop you from writing the nonsense that you wrote above.

[favafresx. ru]

this did not stop you from writing the nonsense that you wrote above

it is not nonsense. The game is when it is a role-playing game between a couple who are bored with ordinary sex, and another thing is when a person finds another person to embody his perverted fantasies and has a sadistic character. Is Sado Maso for beauty or what? The main taboo there is serious injuries, although if you hit the back with a whip, there are good marks left, and all sorts of paraphernalia that can cause pain. I sincerely felt sorry for the lower ones.

[Venus]

that didn’t stop you from writing the nonsense that you wrote above

this is not nonsense. The game is when it is a role-playing game between a couple who are bored with ordinary sex, and another thing is when a person finds another person to embody his perverted fantasies and has a sadistic character. Is Sado Maso for beauty or what? The main taboo there is serious injuries, although if you hit the back with a whip, there are good marks left, and all sorts of paraphernalia that can cause pain. I sincerely felt sorry for the bottom.

And don’t you feel sorry for the top and yourself? In this case, you were an accomplice to the crime.

[favafresx. ru]

Don’t you feel sorry for the leaders and yourself? In this case, you were an accomplice to the crime

listen, I don’t want to argue, prove and develop this topic, I just wrote my opinion that BDSM is not romance before You need to think carefully about agreeing to this adventure with a stranger.
As for the bottom, they have a choice either to participate or not to participate. They do it themselves, but both need to see a psychiatrist, these are clearly some kind of complexes from childhood.

[Venus]

Don’t you feel sorry for the leaders and yourself? In this case, you were an accomplice to the crime

listen, I don’t want to argue, prove and develop this topic, I just wrote my opinion that BDSM is not romance before You need to think carefully about agreeing to this adventure with a stranger.
As for the bottom, they have a choice either to participate or not to participate. They do it themselves, but both need to see a psychiatrist, these are clearly some kind of complexes from childhood.

You write for the second time that you don’t want to argue, but you argue and psychiatrists don’t deal with complexes.
Why did you sit on such sites and also watch the sessions?