Day 5: What was your first kinky sexual experience?  If you haven’t had one yet, talk about what you hope to have happen.

It is hard to identify my first kinky sexual experience, I mean one that was not just virtual, fictional or a fantasy going on in my head. Back then I had to talk my partner into gradually moving toward kink, so there was no drastic jumping into kink, but rather a continuum. I remember very well one experience, though, that made me aware that there was no going back; that, all that time I had been on the right path. It was at a kinky weekend, one of the few I had been without my partner (with whom I then had theoretically opening but still an actual monogamous relationship). Before I went, we made an agreement: she would trust me and, in return, I would not go further than I thought was safe for both of us. The last day of the event, I found myself playing with a transman. It had started only as some kind of game: he wanted to try his canes, I wanted them tried on me; he had needles, I had available skin. Finally, we played for I don’t know how long, but certainly for an hour, and canes were used over needles too. At the end, my breast and ass were black, blue and red, and I was flying and kept flying the days after contemplating my bruises.

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