Kidnapped Celebrity Fantasy

Let’s get things straight. Point number one: everybody has a fantasy. They either want to dominate or be dominated. I know there are all possible combinations nowadays, but I’m a traditional woman, so I like taking the submissive role. Point number two: at one point or another, everyone likes it rough. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not talking about violence here. I’m talking about fulfilling your fantasies and letting yourself go. To put it simply, you either want to f*ck your partner’s brains out or you want to get yours f*cked. In the end, that’s what we all want. And don’t you dare lie to me. Once I’ve made my two points clear, I can tell you about my kidnapped celebrity fantasy.

I always wanted to be a star. Unfortunately, I never made it. In my heydays, I was sort of a spicy version of Shannen Doherty. I don’t know why, but I just never got a big role. However, when my boyfriend and I cosplayed 90210, we stayed in the bedroom for over four hours. That taught me a lesson.

Now, of course, I’m too old to be a star. Hollywood is allergic to mature women. However, my boyfriend, who is now my husband, is still my number one fan. So, we developed this kidnapped celebrity fantasy, in which I pretend that I actually made it, that I’m rich and famous, and that I live in a mansion. My husband plays a man who is totally obsessed with me, so he picks me up, throws me into a van, ties me up, and satisfies his every wish while I’m restrained, whether I want it or not.

Just to make things clear: of course I want it! I like this fantasy because it makes me feel that I’m so attractive that a man is willing to break the law and risk his freedom just to be with me! And the more forcefully my husband acts, the more pleasurable it is for me.

This is my Shibari story.