I was a s*** when I was younger. Now
I was a s*** when I was younger. Now I'm only a pervert.
When I was 8 or so, my mother warned me that one of our neighbors was a molester. She told me that a molester was someone who wanted little girls the same way as men wanted women, but he couldn't control himself. This had the opposite effect on me than what Mom wanted - I thought the idea of a guy that would do anything just to kiss me sounded cool. So the next day I got up in my prettiest dress and went to his house. I literally made him crawl and call me Princess and lick my shoes. It was a power trip that made me wild, so in return I let him do things to me. In two weeks, I had done everything a girl can do when only one guy is involved, and I enjoyed it. In return, he did everything I told him to, which got pretty degrading but he enjoyed it. We were a couple of sorts for six years until my family moved.
I became obsessed with s** and especially penises. Before my 10th birthday, I figure I had something like fifty one-time screws, two dozen g********, and six serious relationships (usually two at once). Usually they were adults but not always. After I started developing I became interested in guys my own age and branched out into lesbian experiments. I got my first venereal disease when I was 11 (a case of the clap) and my mother went all Christian on me. When I was 14, I got pregnant, got an abortion, and we moved so no one would know about my "shame".
I got pretty jaded about s** early, but I never lost my taste for humiliating and ordering guys around. Having a male crawl at my feet and suck my toes on command is still the most erotic thing I can imagine. I even trained as a dominatrix in college and made some money entertaining at an S&M club. But I couldn't do it professionally because I genuinely loved doing it. I haven't had any relationship that lasted more than three months, and usually have maybe one one-night-stand a month, whether or not I have a guy at the time..
I briefly got married when I was 24 but it didn't last because I wouldn't stop picking up guys. But I still have a daughter. She's 10 now and and asking me about boys. I tell her to be bossy and commanding, and I got her a Norplant so she can have s** if she wants. I even described my own experiences to her. She's started dressing sexy and flirting with older men as a result.
And the odd thing is that I do not feel guilty. About nothing. And I'll keep it up as long as I can.