Hey lucyboy, how is Thailand? I am supposedly moving there in about five years.

My fantasies involved more than just being whisked away by a tall dark handsome man, and being helplessly ravaged while staring at mirrors on the cieling, during a thunderstorm.
My fantasies were in place before I even knew about BDSM, Master/slave, or the paraphanelia that went with it.
Maybe vanilla women don't really divulge thier secret innermost fantasies, for fear of being lableed something bad, which is what happened to me.

I still at times feel uncomfortable with my fantasies, but they are there and they get me very excited and hot.

I love the thought of being overpowered and controlled, I love the thought of being pulled around by my hair, to be spit on, slapped, pinched and bitten. I love to be forced to deep throat.
Add in the name calling and you have the perfect fantasy. With name calling I throw all rules out the window.

I find sex to be rather boring, and I would rather throw in a mix of pain and humliation to make it something that is enjoyable to me.