How It Started
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Excerpts from a social media inbox
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So, you’re telling me that men actually lead with their dicks?
That’s their opening line?
Like, before they even get your name, you get an eyeful?
Yesssss.
All the time.
Block!!
It comes with the territory I suppose.
What territory?
Being a female online?
Yep.
‘FaceSlap.Emoticon’
Ughh, you know honestly, I can relate.
I talk freely and have been known to share workout videos and the like.
I’ve had more than one enthusiastic male attempting to seduce me with their dick.
Hot.
Right!
I mean, what is their end game?
What do they expect to happen?
Perhaps they think that I will be so blown away by the sheer glory of their member that I will instantly drop to my knees in admiration?
Massive turn off for sure.
Apparently guys are more visual than girls though.
Maybe they think that the sight of one mediocre erection will cause all our blood to drain to our clits?
Don’t they realise that at the click of a button I can find endless dicks online?
Dicks that are far FAR superior to theirs?
Fuck face, you are not that special!
If you want me, perhaps flirt with me a little, tease me, ENTICE ME!
You are likely right, and you know what?
I don’t find it hot when a lady leads with nudes either.
‘OhReally?.Emoticon’
This one time, a lady slid into my DMs talking about how she loved to show herself off.
Then bam!
There she was, spread out in all her glory.
Multiple angles, videos, the works.
That wasn’t a turn on for you?
Here’s the thing, I enjoy the game.
The push and pull of dominance and submission.
The progression.
The flirting.
The fun.
Mmmm.
I enjoy taking a shy girl and pushing her beyond her perceived limits.
I get off on them losing their inhibitions and subsequently freeing themselves sexually.
And they get off on the freedom of letting go.
Of knowing they are desired.
On the liberation that comes from total submission.
‘Drool.Emoticon’
See what I mean?
We are talking and you are enjoying yourself.
My fucking god, don’t lead with your dick, unless you’ve written a pun on it.
At least that way she will be laughing with you, not at you!
Aahahah.
Yes.
I was just telling my friend exactly that – humour is sexy!
I’m Chloe btw.
Hi Chloe, it’s nice to meet you.
I’m Jackson.
Now, I would have written my greeting on my dick for you, but unfortunately since we are already chatting, I fear I have lost the opportunity to impress you!
Ahah!
Thanks!
It’s so refreshing to have a real conversation for once.
I usually just get a dick pic followed by a whole lot of ‘let me do this’.
Or ‘show me that’.
Usually written with poor grammar and even worse spelling!
These so called ‘Doms’ think they can just message me cold and tell me what to do?
Just because you identify as a Sub, doesn’t give anyone the right to dominate you.
Yes!
This. So much this!
Ugh, honestly it is one of the reasons that I don’t publicise my Dominant persuasion, because it goes both ways.
Bratty Submissives calling me names because I’m ‘too afraid’ to dominate them.
Bitch, I’m not afraid, I’m repulsed.
Firstly, I didn’t give you permission to send me those pictures.
Secondly, I didn’t consent to being your Dom.
Thirdly, by giving it up that quickly you have taken away all my fun.
Sorry, I’m ranting.
I would write the rest of it on my dick for you, but I’m afraid that I’d probably run out of room.
Probably?
‘Eyes.Emoticon’
See, I knew I should have led with my dick.
Then you would know exactly how big it was from the onset.
What was I thinking?
Ahaha.
Perhaps you should have.
Although then we wouldn’t be having this wonderful chat now would we?
Nope, and what a shame that would be.
So wait, you said you’re a Dom?
But you don’t really act that dominant.
I even told you that I am a Sub.
And still, you didn’t tell me what to do.
Do you want me to tell you what to do?
A little.
‘Blushing.Emoticon’
Good girl.
But let’s make a few things clear.
No, I don’t act like those foolish boys who think dominance is a fancy word for mere control.
Nor will I just start ordering people around like some kind of jackass.
Connection and relationship are key.
Yes!
I must want the Sub, and just as importantly, she must want me as her Dom.
Because really, and this is what those boys fail to realise, all the power is in her hands.
She chooses to submit.
She chooses to let go.
She chooses to accept instructions.
She chooses to play.
‘PraiseHands.Emoticon’
My role is to facilitate that play.
To give her the space, safety, and freedom to explore her sexuality.
To encourage her and gently push her.
To give her what she cannot give herself, and in exchange, I receive total and utter submission.
That’s so,
OMG.
Fuck!
Can I ask you a question?
You can ask.
Would you consider playing with me?
Good girl.
I will certainly consider it, but first I need to get to know you a little better Chloe.
More specifically, I need to learn your limits and how well you can follow instructions.
Understand?
‘Gulp.Emoticon’
Yes.
Yes what?
Yes Sir?
Good girl.
Now tell me, would I be right in assuming that whilst you are not visually inclined yourself, you enjoy showing yourself off?
Knowing that someone is getting off to your body.
Knowing that you have caused their pleasure?
Totally.
Show me.
Show you what?
…
Sorry!
Show you what, Sir?
Be creative.
Play a little.
Tell me Chloe, do you enjoy explicit language?
Oh yes.
‘Blushing.Emoticon’
Good.
Then I encourage you to embrace your inner slut.
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Good girl.
Show me more.
Do you have a mirror?
Yes Sir.
Good.
Now we can have some real fun.
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Sir?
Yes.
Thank you.
No Chloe,
Thank you.
I have the feeling that this is the beginning of a long and fun relationship.
I do too.
Sir.
‘How It Started’ is a part of KINK
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