Elfi@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the... more@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the same image. This, just with the goal to make know to those, site members, who recognise me because recognise my face, how my body is made; especially what my breast and my genital parts look like.
I know, it's a stupid thing; but I find it spicy. I like to be seen naked above all by those who know me and saw me always dressed: on the screens and, if it's possible, even better live. less
BabyHueyYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man... moreYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man will have from you.
Elfi@Denny Never say never! I too would want to live such an experience, totally naked and tied at the mercy of sadistic people, desirous to see blood slipping along a young female body, without any chance to defend me! I should search for some group of... more@Denny Never say never! I too would want to live such an experience, totally naked and tied at the mercy of sadistic people, desirous to see blood slipping along a young female body, without any chance to defend me! I should search for some group of depraved people. Not migrants though! Those kill truly.
ElfiLighthands Actually, still young I asked my boyfriend for taking some pictures of myself topless: this is the first, the day of my 20th birthday.... moreLighthands Actually, still young I asked my boyfriend for taking some pictures of myself topless: this is the first, the day of my 20th birthday. https://darkfetishnet.com/index.php/albums/photos/view/8559/717267/photographed-for-the-first-time-with-the-bare-breasts He took me even some nudes but privately and not shaved. Later, at 22 years I surprised myself by undressing totally in public on a forest road in the mountains and stood naked in the cold more than an hour to be seen by as people as possible. https://darkfetishnet.com/index.php/albums/photos/view/8559/633535/an-exciting-set-in-front-of-people Significant but extemporaneous things. Only since an year I denude me in public without fear, on the stage and now even in the city. If I will live twice, I will start secretly at 14 or 15, fully naked and shaved in front of a stranger with a camera. Reached 18, I will do it in public and post the photos. I regret I started so old. less
This is a true story actually lived by me, like the others I told.I was 20 and already I suffered from a serious fetish for the heart from many years . I was very curious to know what you might feel if someone stabs you in the heart. Wanting to draw atten...
Elfi@snuffme - Anyway, you have to know: maybe my story if involving because I lived it really. I still remember the blade tip descending ever more towards my bare chest, directed to the heart, and how much I struggled to slower its descent! I remember the... more@snuffme - Anyway, you have to know: maybe my story if involving because I lived it really. I still remember the blade tip descending ever more towards my bare chest, directed to the heart, and how much I struggled to slower its descent! I remember the fatigue and the shivers of fear; I remember the moment when, realizing how much it was close, I felt suddenly the desire to receive that acute blade in the heart, a thing I dreamed since child. I remember that hard blow in the chest, nearly painless; my astonishment for being still alive, the blood slipping along my torso, his knife enlarging the wound, his tongue licking my blood. I remember the sex we made after, with the chests wet of my blood which had restart to exit. You can't forget the most intense experience of your life. less
Elfi
@snuffme: Maybe for a woman is easier. Women were born to be penetrated, not to penetrate. I would not have reached such a degree of involving probably, if I had been a man.
I am in the common room, relaxing by reading a light novel when someone calls me. "Jenny! Jenny!" I turn around, it is Lucy. "Jenny, the Big Guy said that the cake today was really wonderful and the guests were really pleased. You can return to your room ...
ElfiReally a great story, never boring although long! I saw myself in Jenny and started getting wet at the start of the fight. Will who win? I thought Jenny because she wrote. Instead no. When the tip was placed on the heart of Jenny I was near orgasm, ever... moreReally a great story, never boring although long! I saw myself in Jenny and started getting wet at the start of the fight. Will who win? I thought Jenny because she wrote. Instead no. When the tip was placed on the heart of Jenny I was near orgasm, ever more close while it descended into the chest. A fountain of blood squirting from the heart is a my ancient dream; often I thought I might really be willing to die, in order to see high red jets jumping high from my heart in front of many people.
Bernard Depomme
A well written, highly descriptive story of consensual enslavement and its outcome. A very good explanation of the rationale of surrendering "self" and how it can be appealing. Thank you for posting this.
Elfi@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the... more@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the same image. This, just with the goal to make know to those, site members, who recognise me because recognise my face, how my body is made; especially what my breast and my genital parts look like.
I know, it's a stupid thing; but I find it spicy. I like to be seen naked above all by those who know me and saw me always dressed: on the screens and, if it's possible, even better live. less
BabyHueyYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man... moreYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man will have from you.
Elfi@Denny Never say never! I too would want to live such an experience, totally naked and tied at the mercy of sadistic people, desirous to see blood slipping along a young female body, without any chance to defend me! I should search for some group of... more@Denny Never say never! I too would want to live such an experience, totally naked and tied at the mercy of sadistic people, desirous to see blood slipping along a young female body, without any chance to defend me! I should search for some group of depraved people. Not migrants though! Those kill truly.
This is a true story actually lived by me, like the others I told.I was 20 and already I suffered from a serious fetish for the heart from many years . I was very curious to know what you might feel if someone stabs you in the heart. Wanting to draw atten...
Elfi@snuffme - Anyway, you have to know: maybe my story if involving because I lived it really. I still remember the blade tip descending ever more towards my bare chest, directed to the heart, and how much I struggled to slower its descent! I remember the... more@snuffme - Anyway, you have to know: maybe my story if involving because I lived it really. I still remember the blade tip descending ever more towards my bare chest, directed to the heart, and how much I struggled to slower its descent! I remember the fatigue and the shivers of fear; I remember the moment when, realizing how much it was close, I felt suddenly the desire to receive that acute blade in the heart, a thing I dreamed since child. I remember that hard blow in the chest, nearly painless; my astonishment for being still alive, the blood slipping along my torso, his knife enlarging the wound, his tongue licking my blood. I remember the sex we made after, with the chests wet of my blood which had restart to exit. You can't forget the most intense experience of your life. less
Elfi
@snuffme: Maybe for a woman is easier. Women were born to be penetrated, not to penetrate. I would not have reached such a degree of involving probably, if I had been a man.
Elfi@Kevin Stangel I never thought I'm masochist because I don't love feeling pain. But maybe I am such! If not physically, at least psychologically. Why? Because I imagine myself in each of these women. I envy them, I wish to be them, I wish to be tortured... more@Kevin Stangel I never thought I'm masochist because I don't love feeling pain. But maybe I am such! If not physically, at least psychologically. Why? Because I imagine myself in each of these women. I envy them, I wish to be them, I wish to be tortured in thousand ways. It's a recent idea, for me, but I can't resist anymore. I must put it in practice in real life, as soon as possible.
Denny
You can scream all you like, Elfi, no one but I will hear you.
But, I’m warning you, things are going to get a lot more painful for you and, if your screaming becomes too loud, or too annoying, I will be gagging you!
