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ORIGINAL: Barelily

For me I think it was always there, but the incident that really jarred it and brought it actively to life was when I was 15.
A boy in school a couple of years older then myself suddenly yanked me into the bathroom slammed me up against the wall (hard) pinned me and began pretty much raping my mouth with his and violating every part of my body he could find with his hands lol
Once I got past the intitial anger society dictates to females we are suppose to feel when things like this happen, I found myself wishing he'd do it again. But alas he didn't and it wasn't until years later when I met my first dom, later to become my Master that I fully woke up. [;)]

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ORIGINAL: RealSub58

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ORIGINAL: mistoferin

Yeah, I was about 3 and it all started with Penelope Pittstop and Polly Purebred. They were always getting tied up on some train tracks or some huge saw was about to slice them in half. I'd take all the toys out of my toybox, climb in, close the door, pretend I was one of them and masturbate.

Wonders if a toddler of 3 yrs masturbates??  [sm=dunno.gif]

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ORIGINAL: Barelily
LOL I don't know, did you grow up on the islands in Maine [;)]