Last night as I sat with my roommate I decided to be brutally honest with him about my dark desires. I confessed that I had fantasies about acts of power and control. I wanted someone else to be the one in control, able to indulge their every whim and have me powerless and at their mercy.
He seemed to understand and, remarkably, she shared similar fantasies. We both agreed to explore our desires with each other, pushing the limits of our taboo role play.
The night was early and his torture was long. We indulged in time and lost control of safe words and submission that brought our fantasies to life. I was his to do with as he pleased, just as any man should please. I know my place and it’s serving those with cocks.
It was exalting being honest and playing Taboo role play at a time when men aren’t always allowed to be so honest. He tied me up like the sow that I am and beat my ass until it was a cherry blossom pink, as can only happen with pale skin like my own.
We may never play out our dark fantasies again, but . It was like our own forbidden and transformative journey that allowed us to become who we truly are as individuals.
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