Sunday, September 2, 2012

Make Me Wear the Purple Panties


I'm up late at night scrolling through profiles on Jdate a few months back.  A guy from another state, across the country, begins to IM me.  He looks really handsome and has a great profile so I decide to answer his instant message.

"Hey, how's it going?" He asks.

"Doing well, how are you?  You're up really late!"

"Yeah, I like to stay up late.  So, can I tell you a fantasy?"

Wow, this guy just gets right into it.  Just like OKCupid after dark, there is also a Jdate after dark.  A guy I wrote to a few times said that after midnight the "Jdate zombies" come out, or something like that.  I sometimes have trouble sleeping and I tend to chat online when this is the case.  I'm guessing this is some of why I've encountered many of the freaks I've written about in this blog-- because they are up late at night, looking to act out their fantasies.

"Sure, why not.  I've got nothing better to do."

"Well, I have this fantasy of marrying a Jewish woman.  She'll be really sweet to me and we'll have a loving relationship."

"Hrm, that doesn't sound like a fantasy to me.  That just sounds like an essay on what you are looking for from this site."

"I'm not done," he said.  "She'll be really sweet to me when we are out in the world.  But when we come home, if I'm bad, she'll punish me."

"Punish you?  I'm not quite sure what you mean."

"Are you a princess at all?  Do you like to tell guys what to do?"

I thought back on my history.  I've always been really loving in my romantic relationships, and I never viewed myself as much of a princess.  Suddenly I was flooded with flashbacks of being 10 years old.  I used to love to boss around my little cousins, and be the princess with my parents.  Wow, it's like this guy was hypnotizing me and I was in a therapy session, getting in touch with a side of myself I had completely repressed.

"Um, I don't know.  I'm not a princess in my relationships, but I guess sometimes I do like being a princess."  I was really conflicted on how to answer this question, because I don't think most guys want to date a JAP (Jewish American Princess), so I opted for a safe answer.

"You don't like bossing guys around at all?  Let me tell you more about my fantasy.  I want to marry a Jewish woman who treats me really well, but when we come home, she's totally different.  If I'm really bad, she'll put me in a cage."

"Woah.  This is interesting.  Tell me more."

"Oh, are you interested?  Is this something you think you'd want to do?"

"I'm not sure.  I think I'm too 'nice' for this.  But I'm curious about what you like.  Tell me more."

This is one of those situations where I felt I'd catch more flies with honey than vinegar.  I'd always heard about S & M relationships, and I've never read 50 Shades of Gray, so I wanted to learn about this from the horses mouth.

"Okay.  So also, if I'm really bad, I want her to make me wear my special panties.  What's your favorite color?  What color do you want the panties to be?"

"Um, purple?"

"So if I'm really bad, do you think you could make me wear the purple panties?  And invite all your friends over?  I want you to make me wear the purple panties, invite your friends over, and force me to serve you and your friends drinks.  I've been really really bad."

"Wow, I don't think I could make you do that."

"You don't want to do it at all?  What if I was really really really bad?  Would you make me sleep on the floor at night?"

"No.  That's really mean and would hurt your back."

"This is part of my fantasy.  Just play along.  You're a princess, tell me what to do.  I've been really really really bad!  Tell me what to do!  Make me wear the panties!"

"Honestly, I'm pretty nice, I don't think I can play along with this.  I'm not into humiliation."

"I'm super horny thinking about it.  Just play along.  I think you have it in you!"

I couldn't do it.  I really couldn't.  Instead I started asking him questions.

"Have you ever acted this out in real life?"

"No, I really want to, but I'm shy."

"So you write to women across the country and act it out in that way?"  I asked him, feeling very curious.

"Yes, I don't think a woman I'm dating would accept me for this, so I write to women in other states and talk about it with them."

"What kinds of reactions do they have?"

"Usually they are very curious, like you are.  So.  I've been really bad.  I know you can do it.  Put me in the panties.  Put me in a cage.  Let me rub your feet and do all the dishes."

"Wait, you'd do my dishes and rub my feet?"

"Yes, ma'dam.  Whatever you want, princess."

OMG!  I *AM* a princess!!!  It's my secret dream to do nothing all day, have someone do everything for me and then have them rub my feet and shoulders because I'm so exhausted from doing nothing.  This exchange really was tapping into some strange parts of my psyche.

"Okay, so I don't think I like to humiliate anyone, but I do want to be pampered."

"Yes princess, let me rub your feet.  You're making me really horny."

"Wow, it's getting late, I have to go to sleep now."  I just wanted a foot rub, I didn't want to make him horny and have him jack off to the thought of rubbing my little tootsies.  Plus it really was late and I had to work the next day.

"Whatever you say, princess.  Nice talking to you."

"Nice talking to you too.  I want to encourage you to act out these fantasies in real life.  There are plenty of people out there who want what you want.  I promise you."

"Okay, I'm really scared. :(  But maybe I'll try."

"I'm the princess here.  I'm the one in charge.  I ORDER YOU to explore this in real life."

"Okay princess, whatever you say."

This conversation was quite eye opening.  I got back in touch with my princess-self that I abandoned at age 10.  Since then I've gone to about 8 S & M clubs and I'm now a well known Dom in my city.  Just kidding.  But I have been experimenting with my more dominant sides both in the bedroom and with my friends.  In the bedroom, the guys seem somewhat into it and somewhat freaked out.  My friends have just been calling me a bitch, so it's not really working out so well.

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