Aminda's story
redlegtiger
Yes you saw the subject right. Aminda is a real person. She has
shared a story with me that inspired the character you are familiar
with. Read here the story that she shared with me. Again, whether
this is fantasy or real is only known by the real Aminda. Please make
comments to let the real Aminda know what you think.
redlegtiger
AMINDA's STORY
It is hard to believe that I started so young, but in reality I
started puberty around that time and started menstruating when I was
10 years old... it was halloween, and I thought I was dying lol... I
went to a psychologist years ago to try to help me figure out why I
felt this way and try to analyze things, she thought I may have been
molested as a child because there is so much of my childhood that I
cannot remember. If I was I have no recollection... but I do
remember doing these things to myself.
I am really into humiliation... I love getting pissed on, my Master
has made me piss my pants in public, public humiliation is amazing....
I love it... I love being called names, sometimes when we are out
without our children he calls me slut, or bitch or whore... people
just stare at us like we are aliens. It's great. I am not fond of
scat, but if my Master feels I need it then he makes me endure it. I
do however, love sucking his cock after he fucks my ass.. there is
something so degrading about that...
As far as the story goes, you may do whatever you feel is necessary
for your story, I have no problem with you using any of my memories
and I would love for you to tell my story... It will take some time
for me to get it all out... I do have one request though, if you
wouldn't mind telling me which memory you want me to expound upon
would be most helpful, because if not then I will sit here and think
about what you want to hear and it will be counter productive for you
if I write about something that you don't really want to read.....
Yes, I did work for Royal Carribean. I was in the corporate office,
but their ships are amazing. Explorer of the Sea, Radiance of the sea
I have actually been on...... they are also partnered with Celebrity
cruise lines which is supposed to be a classier cruise line... but I
have never been on one.
Would you mind telling me about yourself?
Afew things I forgot to mention: when I was in middle school I was
dating this girl, BEAUTIFUL... green eyes you could just get lost
in. She was my submissive, and there was another girl who liked being
told what to do but I didn't care for her as much as my "girlfriend."
One day I told them to prove their love for me. They wanted to know
how and I told them however they see fit. The girl who I would
dominate occasionally wrote me a beautiful letter, my girlfriend took
a knife and basically carved my name into her leg, so somehow the
letter just wasn't enough. Also, the first time I was fisted I was in
7th grade and it was the last day of school. We were in the library
and I was wearing a short skirt with no underwear (my customary
outfit). I was teasing him telling him I wanted him to fuck me, there
was no one else in the library and we started kissing then his hand
went up my skirt, I swear I was dripping wet. he started fingering me
nice and slow at first... he pulled me under the desk we were working
at so no one would see us. He asked if he could fuck me now and I
told him no and before I could get up he had his one hand over my
mouth and he put 2 then 3 fingers inside of me... and at that point
the tears started rolling down my cheeks. The next thing I know he
started fitting hispinky and thumb into me and he was twisting his
hand to get further inside of me. He was working it in and out and I
was just laying there crying silently. I let him do it... god I
love getting fisted...
With that sir, I leave you... I mnust get to work.... :-(
Yours,
aminda
Innocence lost.
I have never moved past that stage in life where you cannot leave your
genitals alone. As a child you continually manipulate yourself but
our parents tell us it's wrong. As adolescence we "experiment" with
ourselves and friends... and as adults we know exactly what we like and
want. I was seven when I first started looking at my dads playboy and
hustler magazines... That is about the time I started "abusing"
myself... I would take shoe strings and tie them around myself so my
labia and asshole were exposed. I would fantasize at this point about
having been kidnapped and tied to look like this so my captors could
inspect me. I would do this almost every night... I used to get so
wet... even at that age my pussy would produce fluid or a sticky thick
substance. Soon after I started doing that I would continue to tie
myself but then I would take my hair brush and rub it into my pussy
and on my clit. I would imagine my captors hurting me beyond anyone
could imagine. I would think about them giving me breast implants to
where I could not longer see my toes... I would think about them burning
me and cutting me... I even went as far as imagining them raping me with
a gun... I continued doing this up until I was about 10. Around the
time I started looking at my dads smut magazines I would tell my
girlfriends about the pictures I saw. We would look at each others
pussies and sometimes touch each other and rub our pussies together.
We would play with each others nipples and suck on them.... My most
vivid memory was with this one girl who lived next door to me. We
spent the night at each others' house a lot... almost every weekend.
Her parents had one of those whirlpool tubs that we both fit in. We
used to sit across from each other her foot would be in between my
legs and my leg in between hers. We would alternate the pressure on
our twats... I would always tell her to press harder because I loved
the way it felt. I was nine or ten when I started having nocturnal
emissions... at the time I had no idea what they were... just this strong
sense of tingling and then pulsing, throbbing deep inside my cunt. I
loved it... I noticed the more I tortured myself the more I had them... my
"masturbation" continued almost nightly. I started sticking small
bars of soap into my asshole in the bath tub around this time...
sometimes after taking a shit I would finger my ass because I liked
the way it felt... I would pull my shit covered finger out and wipe it
on toilet paper and then smell it...
All of this continued until I was about 12... up until then I had never
experienced anything sexual with a man...
Pretty girl + Dirty mind = Trouble
(the summer between 6th and 7th grade)
I was twelve... curious... very interested in boys... I was in middle
school... usually where the "sexual awakening" begins. I was on a trip
with my mom and dad... My dad was a school teacher and we were at a
contest in St. Louis, Missouri. His "star" student was there also, an
attractive latino with brown hair and brown eyes and a caramel colored
skin. I was immediately drawn to him... I, at twelve was well developed
I wore a size 5 dress, 34C bra... and I am naturally blonde... (who
doesn't like blondes?)... He basically "babysat" me while my dad did
the teacher thing and my mom did the wife thing... so he "hung out" with
me. We went on the trolley and talked about a lot of stuff... the one
day on the week long trip he was sick and I was tired so we just hung
out in the hotel room... we watched tv... and the next thing I know we
were kissing and he was undoing my shirt. The kissing I was ok with...
I had been kissed before... but my shirt being opened inch by inch I
was extremely uncomfortable with... I told him to stop... he kissed me
harder...deeper than I had ever been kissed before... I remember him
unzipping his pants with one hand as he held my hair with the
other... the next thing I know his cock was in my mouth... it happened
so fast... I tried screaming and choked... I tried pushing him off of me
and he put my arms underneath his legs... He thrust his cock further
and further down my throat... I gagged on every entry... my mind was
telling me this wasn't happening but my body was responding as it
would from most sexual stimulation... His triangle patch thrust harder
and harder into my face... I could smell the musty smell that balls get
from being enclosed all day... and taste the salty precum in the back of
my throat... Tears streamed down my cheeks... I kept thinking to myself
just take it... you deserve it... when he came he shot his load right in
the back of my throat... I gagged... he pulled his cock out of my mouth
and held my mouth shut with his hand... He told me I better swallow it
all... I did... I nearly threw up... I was so shocked by what happened I
completely ignored the fact that he was unzipping my pants and pulling
them off of me... I just laid there... I let him put his finger into my
dripping pussy... he licked my clit and slid his finger in and out of
me... it hurt... but it was a good hurt... it was the first time anything
had ever entered my vagina... After this I felt so empty... and alone... I
sank into a depression and thought all that I was good for was sex...
and I used that to get what I wanted... I went back to middle school a
different person... 7th grade started and I met this boy who claimed he
wasn't a virgin... and I asked him if he knew how to finger a girl... he
said he was the best... I let him finger me almost everyday in science
class and he let me cheat off him when we had tests... I would give him
head in the stairwells whenever he wanted. He told his friends that I
was a whore and they would do anything they wanted to me... one would
finger my twat while the other fingered my ass. Before school we
would go out into the fields and I would suck them off... I was a
whore... I was so depressed about being who I was... but I couldn't stop...
sex was my drug... I was 13 when I realized that I was in love with a
girl... a beautiful girl a few months older than I, long black hair,
dark brown eyes, half asian half Hispanic. She would come over to my
house and we would finger each other and I would eat her until she
came... I loved her... but then she betrayed me... I was her puppet... I
did whatever she wanted without asking for anything in return... I
would have done the most disgusting most perverse thing... just for
her... perhaps it was an obsession... I don't know... After this girl used
me and left my life... another girl stepped in claiming she was in love
with me... I started treating her the way my love treated me... she acted
the same way I did when I was in her shoes... Then another girl came
around and wanted me to be her girlfriend... it got to a point where
these two girls hated each other but would do anything to please me...
so I told them they needed to prove themselves to me... any way they
choose... the 2nd girl wrote me a letter a beautiful letter claiming I
was the only one she ever wanted... saying she would die for me... The
first girl carved my name into her leg with a razor blade... somehow
the letter paled in comparison. She was my pet... she knew this... she
would jump through any hoop I presented her with... She is 100% lesbian,
but I made her get into compromising situations with boys who played
with me... She hated it... I knew that she did, but she still did it for
me. The last day of school my 7th grade year a boy in 8th grade and
I were in the library, finishing up our volunteer work. We got to
talking about sex and we had been teasing each other for a few weeks...
I would tell him how much I wanted him to fuck me... and he would tell
me about how he would eat my pussy raw... this last day of school I was
sitting down and he was kneeling in front of me, I looked like I was
working at a desk in the back and he was helping me with something.
In reality he had 2 fingers buried in my dripping cunt... my skirt hiked
up and I never wore underwear. My bare ass sitting on the wooden
chair. He pulled me under the desk while no one was looking... and
asked if he could fuck me... I told him not without a condom... he begged
and I told him straight out no... the next thing I know his one hand is
pressed tightly over my mouth and his fingers working into my cunt... 2,
then 3, then 4... I felt him wiggling his thumb passed my labia into my
hole... stretching it farther than it had ever been. I wanted to
scream... but I laid there quietly crying... ... getting fisted for the
first time... I remember afterwards going to the bathroom and wiping
myself and seeing blood on the toilet paper.... It startled me... I told
myself that I can't do this any more... And in 8th grade I was better...
I teased boys but I didn't let them touch me...
In 9th grade I went to catholic school... and I got a boyfriend... cute
guy... bass player... tall... huge cock... I loved sucking it... we would mostly
touch and give each other head. I dumped him for another guy who
wasn't waiting to get married to have sex... Me and my new beau did a
lot of stuff... I held out until I was 16 to have vaginal sex... I had
anal sex around Christmas time and a few months after my birthday in
February we had sex... He told me "bitch get on the floor" I did... next
thing I know his cock was inside me... and he thrust in and out only a
few times and came... I felt so empty afterwards... I kind of hoped we
would have had a romantic time doing it... instead of 30 seconds of
blind passion on only his behalf...
... I never wear underwear... so he always had access to my dripping
twat... He would finger me in public whenever he could... The movies,
restaurants, the car... I would give him head in the car... he would cum
in my mouth and tell me to hold it there until he told me I could spit
or swallow. He ended up cheating on me... so I left him for a psycho
path who would choke me (which at the time I wasn't into... I am now)
and he would hold knives to my neck and threaten to put them inside of
me and cut me into a million pieces from the inside out. I left him
for his best friend who is now my husband and Master...
Thanks...
aminda