First timer (on the site :D) Fantasy turns reality? | 2016

Well I have been reading this site for months now and I was waiting for something special in my life to happen in order to make my first post. That did not happen, so I decided to share my solo playing experiences.

A small intro about me: I'm 30 y/o, dark short hair, and green/blue eyes. I am skinny but not anorexic and I have several health problems that give me a ghost-like appearance which I try to exploit to my advantage. My breasts are small but firm and I wear glasses since I was young. I am unemployed at the moment, living with my aunt and brother and I have close to zero privacy.

A few days ago, while looking for an online job as academic writer (my latest type of job which turns out to be very successful) I found a job offer to proofread an erotica BDSM story written by someone. I downloaded the rough draft and began earnestly working on it. Last time I had sex with a guy was last Xmas and since then I was just masturbating and fantasizing. As I read that book draft I got drawn into the book's plot, couldn't stop reading, I read it all in an hour or so, and when I was done I was shocked to see myself soaking wet. I tried to snap out of it although my libido was through the roof; I just couldn't avoid replaying the scenes in my head and imagining me in there. So I took my favorite toy from the purse and took a shower. I let my mind carry me into the book scenario; I closed my eyes and shut down everything external. It was just me and my master in a "cold BDSM playroom" (50 shades quote but that's how I saw it). I could feel the cold air from an unknown source caressing my body and the contrast between that and the hot water cascading over me made me shiver. I let my mind drift, imagining myself tied up and completely exposed to the whims of a savage and tender master. I let my mind imagine him whipping me all across my body, using a leathery whip that left red welts all over while I was blinded gagged. Then he began tracing all the welts with his fingers, insisting on the ones over my breasts, sending shivers of pleasure through me. I tried to beg him to fuck me, to fill my pussy with anything, anything at all, feeling my arousal flowing freely and spreading down my thighs, but being gagged I could only make incoherent sounds. My mind carried me into deeper darker places and from being tied up on my feet I fantasized about being restrained doggy style on a bench while my master was spanking me for being a bad girl. (I just love physical punishment). I cannot tell exactly how much time I dreamed with my eyes closed but what got me out of the daydream was most likely the most intense orgasm I have had in a long, long time. I cried out surprised and collapsed in the shower shaking and shivering from the aftershocks and remained there for a while until I was able to get up, clean myself and get out. Only when I got out of the shower and wanted to get dressed I noticed the red marks on my breasts done undoubtedly by my own fingernails and when I pulled my panties up I felt a smarting ache on my ass. I can say that although I do not remember anything that I actually did to myself, my fantasy really made me explode like no man until now.

Any comments on this would be appreciated, I don’t know how this will look as a post, but I hope you will like it. If you want to hear more I will post more.