Miss Mei Chui

Suddenly I'm lifted into the air, and grunt as one of the men place me over his shoulder. I try to scream, the sound muffled and empty. I struggle, writhing in his arms, trying to escape as he carries me through my small apartment and out the door. I look around wildly as he walks calmly, me slung over his shoulder like a sack, to the stairs, down the stairs, and out of the building. Oh god, I think, let someone see, let someone see what is happening. The streetlights glare down on us as we ...

The first time I had this fantasy was when I moved into my first apartment in San Francisco after college. Of all my fantasies, this is the one I revisit the most, remaking it each time, or just visiting a part of it that excites me in the moment.

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I come awake suddenly, a heavy pressure on my body, panic instant as I cannot breath, fingers closing my nose. Terror flares as I hear a voice in my ear, realizing a body is heavy on mine, pinning me.

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I was reading a thread here a few days ago about orgasm denial, and a bunch of people chimed in to say they thought it was horrible, and that watching their 'sub' orgasm was what turned them on. At first I agreed with them, but the more I think about it, the more I think that, in some cases, orgasm is when the sex ends. It's the time before orgasm, when your mind is foggy and you are out of it just because of a little tingle through your body--that is the sex. Sometimes (not too often) I seem ...

A lot of submissives on this site seem to be into a 24/7 type D/s relationship. I'm wondering about the people are who are more into the "equal except in the bedroom" D/s relationships, which is as far as I can imagine myself going in RL. I've never shared my fantasies or my desires with my bfs (I've always been a bit embarrassed about them), and it's been a couple of years of singledom since I've moved, so I'm not sure how I would handle any of it, or if I would even be able to bring ...

Since I moved from San Francisco to the Boston area I've found myself more...interested isn't the right word...in indulging in my fantasies. It's gotten me thinking, both about how they seem to dominate more of my thoughts now, and why these particular fantasies; why so raw and so violent with me as the victim?

I couldn't seem to find a place to post this.... The following (and variations on it, which should be clear) is one of my favorite fantasies, one that I go back to when I'm feeling particularly 'wrong'.

It is really raw, and I'm a embarrassed to admit how much I enjoyed writing it out. It takes place like this in my head, but with more repetition, and variation.

Miss Mei Chui

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I brush the hair from my face as I lean forward to sip ...