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Sure, would love to, i'll drop you an email. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by jaeangel
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My earliest fantasies that I remember involved a couple of my teachers from school.I'd imagine going to their home on some pretext or the other and then either mastering them or submitting them(depending on the particular teacher I was fantasizing about!). I also rememebr reading a report about some female who was raped by a doctor on the examining table and that became my fantasy for some while.One thing I do remember clearly is that I always dreamed about submitting to the kind of female who would never attract me in real life :o
I am new to this board and have been reading this thread for a few days, so here goes.
My first sexual fantasies began when I was 12 going on 13. I was walking back from the beach which was only a couple of blocks from my house. In the parking lot behind the beach house was an old van with about four rather scruffy looking men hanging around it. One of them pointed to me and called, "Hey little girl come on over here!" A second one laughed and started walking toward me, I was only about 100 feet away or so. I turned and ran as fast as I could toward home.
Nothing actually happened, but that night the "what if" fantasies began. I had no real sexual experience at that time, or for a couple of years to follow, but those fantasies fueled my adolescent brain. Bondage, spankings, forced prostitution. Every time I learned something new about sex, or sex practices, I would imagine it in my evolving fantasies.
Even today those old fantasies can get a strong reaction. I have tried writing stories, and even put one on here, but I am not very good as an author.
sandy
Wow, same here--I remember being 12 years old and fantasizing about boys/men being dominated/raped. It's still something that gets me off.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alex Bragi
My first fantasies? Wild, bondage-type things. I remember being 7 years old and imagining everything from kidnapping/tight bondage/torture to being (don't laugh) caught up in a giant spider's web (think Shelob), totally caught up as the beast approaches. While these fantasies did create sexual feelings, they didn't take on an openly sexual tone until I was 11-12.
Kallie
Hmmm, early fantasies, eh? Well, for me it's hard to remember, but I remember very clearly that I at an early age (10-13 or something) became aroused when seeing people in movies on TV and such bound, captured or forced to do things against their will and my fantasies evolved from those things and ended up with me being the one with the fantasies I have today, I guess :rolleyes:.
i can remember being about 7 or 8ish and fantasizing about being kidnapped n forced to do work n such but i never relay fought it.hmmm.. n the being burned with like cigarette buts and being tied up to sleep... later on these fantasy's just turned to wanting just to be tied up and bound and then when i was like 13 or 14 i actually started to tie myself to my bed rails to sleep with ace bandages n pretend that someone was making me sleep like that n such
I remember reading The Wizard of Oz and getting excited when Dorothy had to slave for the witch.Even while playing cops and robbers I would prefer to be the robber who was tied up(if I played the cop,I would tie up my friends too tightly!)
My earliest fantasies were about Catwoman. Until I knew about sex, it all centered on capture and whatever sexual tortures my young brain could come up with (I didn't know what a pussy was good for, so the poor kitty only had things done to her chest and tushy). She'd be exposed, humiliated by a bunch of male thugs, slapped around. Rescued by Batman, which for the longest time was the end of the fantasy. As soon as I had the bright idea to *include* boys, all of a sudden cooperative torments could be used. Catwoman, Batman, and sometimes Robin would be in superhero training camp together. They'd do delightfully nasty things to each other because "you have to get used to it," and afterwords would cheer each other up with what passed for sex in my head (I still wasn't really clear on which direction penises point in).
The first group fantasy excercise was when one of my like-minded friends and I got the bright idea in fourth grade to join forces and play Barbies together. We concocted some evil Barbie countess who bound and tortured her beautiful Barbie slaves. Until my mom found one under my bed still tied up and wearing nothing but a crotch rope. We weren't allowed to play together much after that....
My sister and I used to do that! Age 6 or 7, I guess. We'd twist toilet paper into ropes to tie up Barbie and Skipper. Sometimes we'd make them paper lingerie, then use a magnifying glass to try (unsuccessfully) to set their undergarments on fire.
Aah, good times!
Hahaha toilet paper is a great idea! We used hair scrunchies, or lanyard if we could get our hands on craft supplies. Washable markers made great lash-lines, too, for realism's sake. But we had to remember to wash it off afterwards.Quote:
Originally Posted by Curtis
Glad I'm not the only one who did that! My marker never did come off that Barbie, though. I had also cut all her hair off (as punishment) and strung her upside down from my window-hangings. Wonder if my parents ever saw that?Quote:
Originally Posted by whippedcream
candy for you Curtis, my friend :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Curtis
VERY nice! If her chest was smaller, I'd like to have her life-sized. Would you please PM me with the name of the site where you found that (so the thread doesn't drift any further)?
Curtis loooves candy!
Try HERE.Quote:
Originally Posted by Curtis
Earliest fantasy -- the first Star Wars movie -- Leia and the torture droid. I was two or three.
Next Star Wars fantasy -- Empire Strikes Back -- Han Solo getting tortured by Vader. I was five.
Last SW scene -- I was Slave Leia (droooool) and was forced to have sex with the green-skinned dancing girl in front of Jabba's whole court. I was eight for that one.
There were other fantasies -- Ken had hoardes of slave Barbies, I started stealing Mom's trashy romances and searching them for rape or bondage scenes -- but the SW ones were my favorites.
When I was 12 I discovered Anne Rice's Beauty trilogy.... Mmmmmm.
Oh, and women liking to watch/read about/fantasize about two guys in bed together is hardly unusual. Just look at the slash fiction so many fanfic authors generate...! :)
We used to heat the largest magnets we had on the radiators until they were as hot as we could get them and then press them into our pussys as hard as we could........ It worked for us then!
The earliest I remember is Barbie having 'naked parties' with Ken. But this was before kindergarten to my knowledge of sex wasn't up to snuff. I remember being a little under ten and watching a girl the same age as me sleeping at our house on the couch with her sister. Both of 'em, just flopped on top of each other snoozin' like a pair of angels. That got me thinking. Not much in that line, though, until I picked up hentai which was when I was like 13 or something.
hi,
My first thoughts were of women in corsets, or occationaly me in one. Don't ask me why, it just was.... Then, after a german trip with school, and a wonder round a medevil castle, with a breef explanation of what that leather thing on the wall was (a chastity belt), i dived in, and lost what little inocence I had left...
badspyro :)
Ah...slash fanfics...how i love thee *blush*Quote:
Originally Posted by caligatia
For as long as I can remember I've had fantasies about being kidnapped and tortured by a gang, or occasionally monsters, or giants. There was never anything sexual about the fantasies themselves, but i would squirm around on my bed, which i realize now was a clumsy method of masturbating.
It wasn't until many years later the the fantasies developed an overtly sexual nature.
when I was in my early-mid teens I fantasized a few times about being raped by creatures with countless arms & legs & occasionally tentacles (way before I had seen any tentacle hentai). It was weird because I amf rom ahighly religious home & never had any real sexual interest or experience when I was younger. But occasionally I had these fantasies. It was never anything dull & simple like just making love to a guy I kinda liked. It was always getting abused & used by a group of multi-limbed creatures. I never quite got it at that age as I was very naive. But now, oh boy do I get it & wish I could really get it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Master13
there was a Porky Pig cartoon where he gets taken captive, maybe he's underwater. He has his clothes pulled off of him.
Alright, that was very silly.
I also remember an English spy movie, the hero is in a castle. He's taken prisoner, metal clamps come around his arms and legs. Metal claws come out and pull his clothes off.
my first sexual fantasy was when i was in grade one. i remember being in a room with many hot guys surrounding me all naked including me. since i didn't know how a penis looked like then or what sex was i only fondled them.
later on in grade five or six i remember watching a video in school. i think it was a video for dangers in your neighbourhood and prevention of harm to children. the video was about a girl a few years older than me then (about 12 or 13 at the time) and she would frequently go to this mans house because he had this video camera that intrigued her and while she was playing with it he leaves and comes back with a little present for her. it's lingerie he wanted her to put on. she hesitated and said no and left. i suppose after that i would fantasize about being her and puting on the lingerie and then having sex with the man. the man was not attractive, he was fat, balding and his hair was white. i think after that the men in my fantasy are mostly unatractive, fat, old and lonley.
There may be hope for "normal" men yet! (wide grin)Quote:
Originally Posted by VAMPIRELLA
My first fantasy goes back to grade school. A mate and I had recently heard of the sinking of the Submarine Thresher, a horrible loss of all aboard. Somehow, the fantasy had me tied to a post being tortured on the sub underwater.... and led to me returning the favor to the bad guys. There was something about body modification and a yard hose reel too, but I think all boys are thinking of that when just starting puberty.
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Originally Posted by chksng19
Mine always involved abduction and rape of some sort usually by more than one person.
As well as the more tamed fantasies like police officers, teacher, just about anyone in authority.
The first bondage text I'd read was in some forgotten novel. Found the book on the shelf of out-of-state relatives when visiting them for a few days as a teenager. The book's only bondage incident had to do with a man standing over a 20-something woman who is stripped and spread-eagled on a bed. He's heating a pair of pliars over a cigarette lighter and then applies the tool to her nipple.Quote:
Originally Posted by Master13
wel uhmm okej here's my fantasy :o ...
wel uhmmm....
here it goes hihihi
okej i meet pretty asian gurl...
then we go go home{dont mind which one}
then we wil fight some time and then i wil kis here....
then i will take here cloths off and slap here as.
i wil then tie here hands together..and tie that to my {or here} bed.
then i will play with here..{i dont know if i must tell details so ask if you wanne details} i think i will beat here also many times :o ....and whip here......then i rape here{or not}..then i wil let here go ihhihihi... :o .
but i must say now...that i dont know if you have it..but somethims i have veryy strong fantasy of beating gurl almost to death i dont know why but i like blood and stufff..
btw i'm getting help for that with psgygo...
they say its because i watch horror movies when i'm little {hellraiser rulsss}..
but okej....that whas fantasy ask if you want some to need :o
I have wanted to be suspended, with my hands spread apart--that was always very important because I felt that it would hurt more than to have them bound together--and whipped for nearly as long as I can remember, for trumped up or imaginary offenses. This was well before puberty, BTW. I first imagined my dad doing it, then others, eventually my wife (never actually happened), then by other fantasized women, preferably accompanied by going without food for several days as well. Or being dropped off on the outskirts of Las Vegas (a fairly small place in the early 60's), naked, and being forced to walk home (~4-5 miles), obviously barefoot, mostly at night, through the stickers and cacti, without food or water.
And no I wasn't abused as a child growing up, other than the occasional spanking, unless you count having to listen to my dad brow-beating my mother most of the time for her apparent (in his perfectionist eyes) weaknesses and foibles.
:confused: yay, first post. Anyway. I started getting interests in bdsm a little bit before I turned 10, or right afterwards. Eitherway, about 8 years ago. The first things I tryed was self-bondage with whatever I could come up with, whether using clothing as a rope, or taking string necklaces. I grew interested in it quickly over time. I did not find out much more about the subject for a few years atleast. I've been a sub pretty much as long as I can remember because I loved being tied up, and was interested in knowing what it would be like to get screwed in the ass, by someone of either sex. I never really had the chance to become a dom. type of person cause I wasn't really ever given that chance in my middle school years. Hope I answered things o.o :confused: :)
My first real bondage fantasy was also at the age of 10, after reading a book, which I later found out was written by L.J. smith, where I am female, in a swimsuit, standing in the middle of a room.
Then a woman walks up to me, and fits on a straitjacket and scuba mouthpiece in and adds on the goggles, while I am being bound and weighted along my body.
Finally i am put in a huge steel coffin, which is then filled with water, and my body floats in the center of the tank.
I am left there infinitely to go insane on my own, with no chance of freedom ever.
I didn't know much about the biology of it at the time, so it was rather simplistic. Sadly, the book is out of print now, although it was probably way too old for me at that point in time (or so my parents would have thought lol)
Badspyro
Hi, I hope you don't mind my reply. I'm still very new here.
The experiences I read from this thread reminded me of many of my own. When I was 6 or 7 I would play with my brothers and I would always be the girl who got kidnapped by the indians or was held for ransom in the bank robbery or at the castle or whatever. I would pretend to fight but they would take old pantyhose and tie my hands behind me in a chair and my ankles to the legs of the chair. Another piece of pantyhose was usually tied through my mouth as a gag. I didn't know why I loved it so much, but I was always a little dissapointed when they finally untied me and let me go.
Then when I was 11 my best friend and I used to pretend we were sister animals. Sometimes we'd be wild cheetahs who got caught and put into cages where we would be trained for the circus. Other times we were stray puppy dogs who crawled around and barked and ate from a plate on the floor. It was never really sexual, but I definately felt something. I just never knew what it was. I always liked the feeling of pretending that the person I cared so much about was so helpless and that they could see me so helpless too. Even now I still have a serious puppygirl and ponygirl fetish.
I didn't really find out about real bdsm until I was like 15 and I found an old copy of an HOM magazine under the dumpster behind a grocery store. It was kind of smelly and in bad shape, but from the minute I saw the pictures of all of these beautiful naked girls tied up with rope and chained and with their mouths filled with gags I was in heaven. I couldn't stop imagining myself in those positions and I kept the magazine under my mattress until I was 18.
I also started having more fantasies about being kidnapped, or being part of a harem of girls in my high school for this really cute football player I liked where we were all cheerleaders by day but at night each of us had to wear a different color of lingerie and when we weren't satisfying him, we were free to play with each other.
Now I've had lots of real time play, mostly as a submissive, but my fantasies just keep getting more and more extreme. Though there are some things that I would never ever do in real life that make me so wet in my fantasy life, I've never seen anything wrong with making fantasies as extreme as you want them to be. After all, that's what they're there for.
Sorry to be so long. I hope to be more involved in your forum and to write some more stories that don't suck. Thank you.
I thought that was a pretty good post. I never really played stuff like that. For some reason I've always just been really over protective of people in a situation of helplessness.
I add myself to the list of women with fantasies about men dominating men. I revelled in such scenarios long before I had a clue about sex. As long as there were guys who got tied up / scared / imprisoned / enslaved / etc., I did not care much by whom. As long as there was a man who dropped to his knees, I did not care much before whom.
Some contributors to this thread have mentioned movies... I even found the incredibly silly torture scene between Count Rugen and Westley in 'The Princess Bride' quite sexy. Not to mention the first scenes, when Westley gets ordered about by bossy Buttercup and always responds with 'As you wish'. Sigh. (Later she gets kidnapped and tossed around like a parcel: yummy for those with M/f interests. If only there were some F/f action included, this film would almost have something for everyone.)
Now that I am older and know some more about the anatomical bits and operational dynamics, my fantasies about M/m domination often feature men having sex. Very enjoyable.
If you're into rough stuff, see the movies Spedders and American Me. The former is very interesting and oftentimes fun movie but it includes an extremely graphic gang rape which is capped off by one of the guys returning to talk. The latter is just about the most intense movie I've seen with men being rough to other men sexually. If you can stomach the gross violence which goes along with all the sex (or just loop the DVD for the "good parts"!), this may be a movie for you.
And in case you're wondering, while I am not gay (or even bi), the scene in Spedders was even exciting to me. LOL! :p
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Originally Posted by Ranai
At junior school every year we had a May Queen Festival which involved dancing round the May pole amongst other pagan inherited activites. I remember endlessly imagining Linda, a girl the same age as me from next door being tied to the pole while I danced round it. She had been going through a phase of insisting on showing me her genitals and I used to study them with intense curiousity in the same way I would study insects or anything else that is fascinating to a boy of seven or eight. To the alarm of my mother I started drawing pictures of girls naked from the waist down tied to a pole being eaten or mutilated in the crouch area. My mother thought she had raised a psycho but I think it was just a boy's curiousity at wanting to take something apart to find out how it worked. I was certainly clueless that the female pudendum was an entrance to a fleshy cavity. However I did have an intense feeling about the experience which I now recognize as sexual.Quote:
Originally Posted by Master13
LaJan,
Thank you for the recommendations. I will try if I can get hold of these movies next time the mood takes me for rough sex between men - sounds very interesting.
Gross violence in films can at times spoil my enjoyment. My usual strategy is to pull myself temporarily out of the illusion and think things like 'Great actors, great photography, great make-up department!'.
Project Europa,
Seems like you placed your fantasy in a very adequate context. Apart from being handy for tying someone up, what better sexual symbol is there than a May pole...
Actually, I missed the significance. No wonder she grew out of the phase of exposing herself to me. She obviously realised she was wasting her time!Quote:
Originally Posted by Ranai
Ah, The Princess Bride. One of the best cult movies ever. A great conversation starter with women (as more women like it than men in my experience) is to quote one of the lines, as in "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."Quote:
Originally Posted by Ranai
You'll be conversing (or better) for the rest of the night.