I like to ask this question: Which are your firsT fetishist remembraces? Do you have conscience of in what precise moment you noticed how you are? Most of people fetishists that I have meet, can go back until their childhood, what sometimes means that they have had a lot of time to understand it and to end up enjoying it. I won’t be less…
It was seven years old when I had my first menstruation .it was something unusual, but not impossible. For me, its was very strong to wake up so soon to the sexuality. My games and my body began to change. I began to be aware that there were certain things that woke up my fascination, much more than playing to little girl´s traditionals games.I began to noticed that I was different. what more I liked it, it was to organize list games, dramatizations. Toda, still follow me impacting those memories, because the situations that outlined my games were very radical. And completely the group of girls with those that met after the school for that time, only one of them, a neighbor of my street, consented to continue playing with me. The other ones refused when I dared to go a little further on, they gave me of side to consider me strange, to my I didn’t care it. I didn’t insist, because I had Martha. With her, everything was different. We could go more away.
We locked in my room. The session consisted on the following thing. First, we came to an agreement: We choose the necesary ambient: school, a jail, a closing convent, a reformatory, militar school…we invented any restrictive atmosphere where the punishment was a common practice. We always recreated the arrival, the first day, we also invented the characters. We even sometimes represented somebody real, some girl of the street that had given way and to the one that we didn’t support. In our imagination, we made them to him to happen quite bad…. you can imagine the things that happened to the main characters. I always made the dominant paper, of directress of the school or of the boarding school, police in the jail, superior mother in the convent…I was always implacable. Martha made the contrary paper, sometimes, of submissive beginner, another time, she was a polemic girl., and then she gets punishments of all types… of course, all the sessions began with a meticulous buzz cut. The main characters of our histories always put an end to the regulation cut in the institution: a ficitious Buzzed. We recreated the situation, many times we didn’t know how to continue the scenes, we were always improvising and impressing us the one to the other one with different reactions. We enjoyed much of those games. I didn’t know what was that feeling, only noticed kind of a pleasant drowsiness, and a constant tickling in the stomach during those sessions. It was sexual excitement, was not completely conscious, only made me fly. It was not attracted by Martha. But it was obsessed with our games, with our theaters.
Martha and me, we never spoke of our sessions. .We finished without any comment, conclusion or similar. In the street we behaved in a normal way, even distant the one with the other one.
Martha’s father was move from his work, and they left the neighborhood, to live to another city. The afternoon that she came to say goodbye, she requested, for the first time that we choose the papers. She wanted to dominate, only for that time. It was so implacable, severe, strict and gnarled, and it impacted me so much the session that had drifted for my that I had my first orgasm when that directress decided that a buzz haircut was not enough for that rebellious and disobedient girl that didn’t stop of protesting, and with a meticulous performance, she simulated that she shaved my head completely.
We had, exactly, 10 years. I didnt saw martha never more.I began to write those histories, but that is another chapter…
I was a precocious girl….
What has not fetishist that is priced it been…?
