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Hello,

As part of a dare, I am going to post some of my sexual fantasies in this thread, about once per hour. I'm really wanting to hear what you all think about them. I promise to respond to every comment.

For easier browsing, I shall tag each post holding a fantasy with a flame icon.

Good for you! What kind of dare is it? Was it given to you by someone else? What if you fail?

One of my earliest fantasies (I can date it to before my puberty) was that I was tightly bound, with a rope coiled around me from my ankles to my neck with my arms bound along my torso. I was on the floor and I was struggling to free myself and crawling around.

crazyxxx wrote:Good for you! What kind of dare is it? Was it given to you by someone else? What if you fail?

Yes, it is a dare given me by someone I have just met on the Internet. For the next hours I must post a new fantasy every hour and respond to every comment.

If I fail, the task will be re-conducted tomorrow.

[Link removed because everybody was adding hours, not subtracting them!]

when I clicked the link it said "add one hour" or "sub one hour"
I would rather tease for one hour, but that's just me , I think I need to hear one more fantasy before I click "sub one hour"

dr.d wrote:when I clicked the link it said "add one hour" or "sub one hour"
I would rather tease for one hour, but that's just me , I think I need to hear one more fantasy before I click "sub one hour"

Note that you will only be able to click any of those buttons once (or maybe once per day, I'm not sure). So do not click the wrong button! You won't be able to change your mind later.

I shall post a new fantasy next hour. Thanks for your interest.

Bondage has always been part of my fantasies. After puberty, sex and pain began to join it. In one fantasy I was on an Robinson-Crusoë-like island along with men from my school. Things quickly got wild as they wanted to catch me, hunting me through the forest and bringing me back bound, hanging from a pole, to their camp in and in front of a natural cave. There they would bind me to trees and insert sticks into my vagina, pinch my breasts, pull my hair. I struggled against my binds and always managed to escape at some point. I ran away, only to be hunted and captured again, and tied more strictly and more uncomfortably.

Aurelie.Catena wrote:Yes, it is a dare given me by someone I have just met on the Internet. For the next hours I must post a new fantasy every hour and respond to every comment.

Interesting! :) But what do you mean by "respond to every comment"? If I ask you something, do you have to answer?

crazyxxx wrote:But what do you mean by "respond to every comment"? If I ask you something, do you have to answer?

Only if it is related to those fantasies I posted.

Please! Stop adding hours to my session! This is not funny!

Another fantasy is one where I am staked out on the ground of a hot, rocky desert. I am naked, with no protection against the sun, and I am left to roast under the fierce rays. Birds of prey begin to circle my helpless body. They land and come closer and closer. I can move a bit, thanks to the slack in my restraints. That's enough to scare them at first. But the get progressively bolder and hop closer to me. Once the hardiest attempts a beak bite and they all see I can do nothing for protecting myself, they all jump on me to devour me.

A strong fantasy of mine is one that was inspired from a movie I saw a long time ago. In that fantasy, I have my clothes on but I am bare foot. My arms are tightly bound behind my back, at my elbows and wrists. I am gagged with a stick crossing my mouth and tied behind my neck. My long hair is bound to my elbows to keep my head up. I am on my belly in a desert. My knees are bound together, and my ankles too, and those are bound by a long rope to a tree, or to a heavy log.

I then have to crawl all the way to a stream to drink water. I have to stretch the rope to reach it, or drag the log. It is exhausting and I ruin my clothes in the process. The sun beats hard on my semi-naked body.

Aurelie.Catena wrote: [Link removed because everybody was adding hours, not subtracting them!]

*chuckles* I'm sad I missed the chance to either increase or decrease your torment!

An old fantasy has me prisoner inside a basement, or bunker. Damp, cold, musty. I am bound with chains and padlocks, I am naked. There is a rusty piece of metal protruding from the concrete wall, formin a right angle, its end point upward. I am "sitting" on it, with it inside my pussy. A chain around my neck keeps me from falling or bending forward. Of course my feet are just off the floor.

Banquo wrote: *chuckles* I'm sad I missed the chance to either increase or decrease your torment!

I've just been put under a new regime and I might soon post a new link, less dangerous than the previous one.