Forced Fantasy

Everyone has a fantasy. Show me a person who doesn’t dream of something, and I’ll show you a grave. However, we don’t always talk about our fantasies. Why? Because some of them are unacceptable. Additionally, we don’t want to sound perverted, dirty, or criminal. We even get to a point where we don’t allow ourselves to fantasize about something indecent or out of the ordinary. Well, I’m beyond all that. I have my forced fantasy, and I cherish it like one of my treasures.

We live in a time of strong women. Movies and novels are full of “strong female characters.” Well, I’m fed up with all of that! I am a strong woman, yes, but I want an even stronger man to come and take what I have for him.

Now, I will say it without blushing: mine is a forced fantasy. I want to be subjugated, overwhelmed, conquered; use whichever word you like best. My point is that I like what I like, and the rest of the world should be able to accept that. 

You wouldn’t believe how hard it is becoming to find men willing to play out this fantasy with me. They are afraid of crossing the line of political correctness, and being considered toxic. Well, f*ck all that, I say! Let everybody do whatever they want in their bedroom, as long as it is consensual.

I won’t submit to a man who doesn’t dominate me first. Usually, guys don’t fully go into it, at first. However, when they realize that they won’t get what they want from me unless they grab it, most of them bring out the man within, and we both end up having a great time. What could possibly be wrong with that?

Now, forced fantasies are not for everyone. If you like something else, by all means, go and do that. But let me play my forced fantasy without guilt.