Assignment of my sexuality…It’s official…I’m Bi Sexual

I wanted to take some time to reflect and those of you who read my blog an insight into my mind. By now you all should know that Master and I haven’t been in the scene long. I have reached out to a select few of you for help (you know who you are) in becoming the best slut slave I can be.

“You are bi-sexual”…when I heard Master say those words, it took me back to a time and place of confusion, hurt and pain. My Journey into BDSM started from as far as my memories go. I thought back to a time when I didn’t CHOOSE to be submissive. My mind drifted back to me as a child. With Master’s permission, I will begin to post entries of how I got to this place. A place of needing to be wanted, needing to be owned and loved by someone who would never hurt me, a place where I CHOOSE to be owned, a place of complete trust and loyalty.

When I heard those words from Master, I thought back to when I was a young child, around 6 or 7 years old. I remember always having a fascination with women. With the shapes of women’s body, with the way a woman smelled. By now I had long lost my innocence and so my sense of sexuality was very demented and confusing. All I knew was that I hated men and I craved being around women. I remember the few times I got to go visit with my aunties, I would rub their legs and skin & it would feel so soft to me. They would smell so good. Their hair, their skin it made me feel warm and for lack of a better word to use… almost aroused. Because of the abuse in my childhood, saying that my teen and early adult years were confusing is an understatement. (More on this topic later.)

My mind drifted back to the time where I thought I hated men. I was barely 18 & used to be an exotic dancer. For a period of about 3 years, I thought I was a lesbian. The thought of dating a man absolutely disgusted me. I went on several dates but never had the courage to dabble into anything sexually. My attraction to women came from their presence. Women seemed to be warm & soft and to understand me. I didn’t feel like a man could relate and at that time I my hatred over rode any emotions I could ever feel for any man. I remember at the club receiving multiple advances from women. I never felt awkward because I believed I was a lesbian. There were times when I had wet, naught dreams of caressing a woman, smelling their scent and tasting them, fantasies that never quite came into play. Thru the years I came to terms that what I was feeling was a comfort level more so than it being sexuality. Although I’ve always felt women were beautiful, I came to terms with knowing I wasn’t a lesbian.

Although I’ve never had any real sexual experiences with women, I have to say that I’m extremely excited and turned on by the fact that he has chosen for me to be bi-sexual. As Daddy is very anal, I can only imagine the BDSM scenes we will have of me licking multiple cunt’s assholes and wet pussies. I know exactly what is in store for me per his demented and oh so wonderful and wicked desires. I am his ANALBi-sexualpainslutwhorecunt!!! Master and I will be very careful to choose the correct play mates for our scenes but I have to say that I’m wet and extremely aroused just by thinking of it. Master has allowed me to post a couple pictures of myself for the first time. (Coming Soon) This makes his cunt extremely happy.

~DovesCagedBird~