He had the most exquisite teeth. But I didn't learn that until later.

I met him online, and after chatting for a day he decided that he wanted to meet me. We met at Tim Horton's, I like always was extremely nervous to be meeting someone from online. He knew that I was looking for a dominant man and that is why he contacted me. He was shorter then most guys I date, only 5'7 but still taller then me. After spending half an hour flirting he invited me back to his place. He raced ahead of me in his new car, making me chase him.

While there I sat on the couch as he turned on the t.v and made his lunch for the next day in the kitchen. We sat and laughed at some comedy show. He put his arm around me and we cuddled together. Turning to me he held out his hand and said
"Come here"

I panicked and asked where? why?

He took my arm and pulled me onto him, kissing me and holding me to him tight. He was a good kisser and although he seemed small and skinny he had quite a strength in him. I ended up on my hands and knees on the couch with him bending over me. He would hold my chin in his hand, just the top of my throat making me twitch with pleasure at his control. Starting at my ear, he would drag his teeth over my neck never quite biting but more dragging and scratching. Having never had anyone do that to me, it was amazing. Smiling and pushing harder every time I moaned.

He lead me to his bedroom, tossing me on the bed to take advantage of me. Stripping me down into my underwear and bra i stopped him and helped remove his clothes. I pushed him to the bed and took him into my mouth. Rubbing him with my hands as I sucked him eagerly, making him moan and grabbing my hair and pushing me down. After shuddering, he exploded in my hands and mouth. Sighing happily i lay down with my head on his chest. He smiled at me and said he hadn't gotten off on a blow job since high school. I took it as a compliment. He rolled over and fell asleep.

In the morning he kissed me on the forehead and said he had never had a girl let him take off all her clothes but made him stop at her underwear. I thought to myself, I never have full sex on the first date. He laughed at me and said he still had a good night.

He never did call me again.

I find within me there are always contradictions, or inconsistencies on what I want to wear, what I want in a lover. When I think I’ve figured out something it twists and changes on me, it becomes something else.

There are days when I want to be dark, demented and terrifying. To wear my leather skirts and big black boots, to be stronger and bolder. To become sexier and have the ability to seduce. And I want to be beaten, be taken by a strong man. To be used for his pleasure and not mine. At this time I want to be tied and gagged, fucked without mercy.

And then I want to be sweet, innocent and perfect. I want to be the sweet girl dressed in something cute and loved. To live in a clean, pure world where everything is vanilla, and white. If I could I’d have two different sides of me. Worlds apar, they would have different lives, different friends.

But even more I love being the sweet innocent girl you see at work, that becomes this sexy dark vixen.

Introduction

Welcome to my blog, you will have to wait and see what it is going to be exactly. I am a submissive girl that is 20 living in Canada. This blog is where I will write about my realtionships and those that I experiance new things with. Through my journey into finding out exactly what I want in life. I hope you enjoy.