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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So, I was drinking with a new friend, we clicked so amazingly well, but there's no chance of being together, she has a boyfriend and I respect that, we don't know each other that well yet but were enjoying sharing our mutual taste in music and wine and taking about her, much more active, BDSM experiences as a sub and model. We danced around her tiny flat, talking and laughing.. The conversation got round to pleasurable pain, like hair pulling...something I've always liked to receive and give.. I asked my new friend if she too felt pain when her hair was pulled, she just shrugged and said she didn't really know but invited me to grab a handful of her shiny black hair from the back of her head. We'd been dancing around in her flat, it was getting warm in there and her head was a tiny bit damp from sweat, but I took a hand ful of her hair from the back of her head and made a fist, pulling her hair tight against her scalp. No reaction. she asked me to try both hands. So I did, I was stood in front of her, she was sitting on the sofa and she looked up at me as my hands tightened her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. I loved seeing her react like that, even though she's "off limits" due to being faithful to her boyfriend (something I totally respect) but in that moment, only for a few seconds, I'd made her at home and the rest of the world didn't matte , gone in the rush.
She doesn't remember that night, or at least hasn't mentioned it, but I remember. I remember the power I felt, I remember the feeling that for that moment in time i had taken her to place I've rarely been, but would like to visit again. |
