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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 27
I don't know what category to put this in, so I just picked Anything Goes.
First, I am a very fortunate person, I was born into an economically privileged family, I attended private schools and went to Vassar where I studied art and art history. My degree was irrelevant as to sustaining myself economically as my distributions are more than enough to allow me to live very comfortably.
At Vassar I went far to the left, arguing against the rich and powerful. And I argued against men. Of the two, I hated men more. Men it appeared to me were the source of all that was wrong, I hated men and everything that men represented. I became an activist against men and swore that I would never find myself in a situation where men would rule my life. Being independently wealthy allowed me to feel that way. I tried women for sexual satisfaction, there were lots of women to get with as most of the women I was associating with were lesbians. I turned 24 and I had never had intercourse, I had never been kissed my a man, I had never held a man's hand, I had actually never intentionally seen a naked penis. I hated them so much, they symbolized to me everything that was wrong with society, the world, politics, science, education, everything.
Then one day a older man grabbed me and forced hugged me. He was too strong for me to break away, he told me to let him feel that I was a woman, to feel my breasts against his chest, to push up with my hips so he could feel my vulva against his leg. When I tried to push his hands off my rear end he chastised me and told me that he was going to take care of my butt and that he wanted to feel my vulva against him. His strength was so much that I could only move in his arms if he let me, and he wanted to feel breasts and vulva while he massaged my rear end.
Somehow my face got pointing up and he started to kiss my face and my lips, now he was angry and he was telling me to press my tits against him while he kissed me, that he wanted to feel tits. I could feel his erection against me, as he kissed me and he managed to open my mouth and put his tongue in my mouth. His hands on my rear end were so strong, I was by then so wet and I kept getting wetter and I didn't understand what was happening to me. His erection kept rubbing against me, somewhere in the back of my brain I started to realize that whether I wanted to do or not, his penis was going to be inside of me and he was going to be my first man. I was no longer resisting his kisses, I was pressed against him as hard as I could, I wanted to feel the sensitivity of m nipples against him, my vulva was pushing against him, I wanted to reach down and release his erection.
He started to lower me to my knees, at first I resisted, but he was far to strong for me and I found myself on my knees facing his erection and he was rubbing it against my face, until I opened my mouth and started to suck and lick him while he looked down on me and I looked up into his eyes. I cried inside as I gave up completely and gave myself to his erection always maintaining eye contact to make sure I was pleasing him. When he lifted me by my chin, I let him push my pants and panties down and I stepped out of them and let him turn me over the table in his office and he penetrated me and all I could do was surrender to him. I had no control over myself, no control over him, I was completely at his mercy. I had no protection for sex with a man, none, I had never taken birth control because as far as I was concerned this was never going to happen.
When he ejaculated, he asked me if I was his master, and he asked me several times until I acknowledged him as my master.
I am a mere mortal in his hands and he is a God and he is my lord and master here on earth. I am heavy with his child. His wishes are for me to fulfill, his children for me to bear. I am no longer wanted in my groups, I am their enemy now, I have fallen from grace in their circles, I am a traitor to their cause. I am only what he wants from me, I am a woman and he is my master he on earth. I have found my place. I recognize I was never one of them, and I was never meant to share my body with another woman, I was meant for this one man.
This is my confession,
First, I am a very fortunate person, I was born into an economically privileged family, I attended private schools and went to Vassar where I studied art and art history. My degree was irrelevant as to sustaining myself economically as my distributions are more than enough to allow me to live very comfortably.
At Vassar I went far to the left, arguing against the rich and powerful. And I argued against men. Of the two, I hated men more. Men it appeared to me were the source of all that was wrong, I hated men and everything that men represented. I became an activist against men and swore that I would never find myself in a situation where men would rule my life. Being independently wealthy allowed me to feel that way. I tried women for sexual satisfaction, there were lots of women to get with as most of the women I was associating with were lesbians. I turned 24 and I had never had intercourse, I had never been kissed my a man, I had never held a man's hand, I had actually never intentionally seen a naked penis. I hated them so much, they symbolized to me everything that was wrong with society, the world, politics, science, education, everything.
Then one day a older man grabbed me and forced hugged me. He was too strong for me to break away, he told me to let him feel that I was a woman, to feel my breasts against his chest, to push up with my hips so he could feel my vulva against his leg. When I tried to push his hands off my rear end he chastised me and told me that he was going to take care of my butt and that he wanted to feel my vulva against him. His strength was so much that I could only move in his arms if he let me, and he wanted to feel breasts and vulva while he massaged my rear end.
Somehow my face got pointing up and he started to kiss my face and my lips, now he was angry and he was telling me to press my tits against him while he kissed me, that he wanted to feel tits. I could feel his erection against me, as he kissed me and he managed to open my mouth and put his tongue in my mouth. His hands on my rear end were so strong, I was by then so wet and I kept getting wetter and I didn't understand what was happening to me. His erection kept rubbing against me, somewhere in the back of my brain I started to realize that whether I wanted to do or not, his penis was going to be inside of me and he was going to be my first man. I was no longer resisting his kisses, I was pressed against him as hard as I could, I wanted to feel the sensitivity of m nipples against him, my vulva was pushing against him, I wanted to reach down and release his erection.
He started to lower me to my knees, at first I resisted, but he was far to strong for me and I found myself on my knees facing his erection and he was rubbing it against my face, until I opened my mouth and started to suck and lick him while he looked down on me and I looked up into his eyes. I cried inside as I gave up completely and gave myself to his erection always maintaining eye contact to make sure I was pleasing him. When he lifted me by my chin, I let him push my pants and panties down and I stepped out of them and let him turn me over the table in his office and he penetrated me and all I could do was surrender to him. I had no control over myself, no control over him, I was completely at his mercy. I had no protection for sex with a man, none, I had never taken birth control because as far as I was concerned this was never going to happen.
When he ejaculated, he asked me if I was his master, and he asked me several times until I acknowledged him as my master.
I am a mere mortal in his hands and he is a God and he is my lord and master here on earth. I am heavy with his child. His wishes are for me to fulfill, his children for me to bear. I am no longer wanted in my groups, I am their enemy now, I have fallen from grace in their circles, I am a traitor to their cause. I am only what he wants from me, I am a woman and he is my master he on earth. I have found my place. I recognize I was never one of them, and I was never meant to share my body with another woman, I was meant for this one man.
This is my confession,
