Virgin And Kinks

I am nineteen, almost twenty, and I am still a virgin. I have never been in a relationship, nor have I had even my first kiss yet. I have never had sex or done anything intimate with another person, but I have masturbated and self-explored. However, I do read my fair share of erotica and found through my own research and interest that I am an extremely kinky woman. I am intrigued by the run-of-the-mill praise and degradation and even consider myself a submissive —meaning I do not mind a little rough play like choking and bondage— but what really sets me apart from others is my somewhat obsessive fascination with masochistic practices. I have always enjoyed pain and being pushed past my comfort zones, the idea of a man striking me across the face or biting my neck and chest is exhilarating. My most disturbing intrigue has to be how attractive I find blood. Something about seeing blood on someone else from a bloody nose or on myself from a small cut while shaving just looks so beautiful. Not only the pretty crimson color, but the taste is delicious. That bite of iron in something that looks so sweet is addicting. I want to someone to make me bleed, just as much as I want to make someone bleed.