It's amazing to go through most of your adult life either stifling your fantasies to the point they don't exist in your conscious mind or dreaming about something but never imagining they could ever possibly come true. What's even more amazing is when, after all that time, those dreams become reality in an almost torrent. What a rare gift indeed!
Such has been the case with my entry into the lifestyle a few years back and the people I've met, had relationships with, have played with and grown close to. Of course, most rewarding has been the love, D/s and relationship that developed with Lizzie. Again and again as I fantasize about all the fucked up shit I like and am into--both sexually and sadistically--I can safely say I've scratched almost all of them off my once bucket list of things I'd never imagine I'd actually get to do. No longer a bucket list, these things are part of my regular existence.
That's such a rarity in life in general. I may be the luckiest man alive.
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