BrokenBee
That’s not what I’m looking for
RaisedByWolves
So why don’t you be a good girl and tell me what you ARE looking for.
Why don’t you be a good girl…
Fuck, that’s hot.
BrokenBee
You know what I’m looking for. It’s in my profile
I didn’t fill out much of the optional information in the portal, because I didn’t want to bring too much attention, or accidentally give out any personal details. But in the “what are you looking for in a partner?” section, I was pretty blunt. And he must have read it…which means he wants me to say it anyway.
Fuck, that’s hot too.
RaisedByWolves
Tell me what you’re looking for. I’m not into games.
There’s a power in his language and the brief, stoic responses. It’s slightly rude, or at least a little brusque. At the same time, it’s also more than a little exciting. It’s thrilling, like this person has a real edge of danger to them.
Which, obviously, rings my bell, because I’m insane. Why yes, please, I would love a “dangerous” vibe to my internet stranger who I’m chatting with for the sole purpose of acting out a rape fantasy with.
You need psychiatric help, you nutbar.
I take a deep breath. Then my thumbs tap rapidly on the phone screen.
BrokenBee
I want you to surprise me in the dark. I want to be chased when I’m not ready for it. I want you to catch me
My pulse is roaring in my ears.
RaisedByWolves
And then?
BrokenBee
I want you to fuck me. Hard. Rough
RaisedByWolves
And if you protest? I mean without using the safe word.
Heat pools between my thighs.
BrokenBee
If I protest, I want you to keep doing it anyway, harder
He’s silent for a second. It feels like ten hours.
RaisedByWolves
What are your hard limits.
BrokenBee
None
RaisedByWolves
Try the fuck again. And this time think before you say shit like that to a man like me.
Holy fuck. What the hell am I doing?
I think for a second, and then tap out an answer.
BrokenBee
No bathroom stuff. No impact play. I mean, slaps are okay. But nothing harder than that.
I hit send, then start typing again.
