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**Note: *I do not wish to take ownership of any slave or sub. My goal is to share my experience and journey with you all. I appreciate feedback on my work and your advice, so please feel free to interact naturally, but avoid requests such as “Ma’am, please own me.” Also, kindly refrain from asking why I am not verified as female yet; I plan to do that based on what I learn here. Coming from a country where premarital sex is still rare, you might notice some differences in my diary entries.

I have decided to document my journey through several stages, moving from vanilla experiences to becoming a keyholder. Please read along and share your thoughts; I love seeing people engage with my creativity. Your input will help make my lifestyle more vibrant. * Introduction: I am 31 years old and married for the past four years. My husband is kind and caring. We had an arranged marriage, and before it, I knew little about kink or fetish, mostly viewing sex in traditional terms. We were both virgins when we wed.

Once our marriage was set, we began getting to know each other gradually. Living far apart, we chatted via mobile phone and Skype Messenger for hours at night. After a few weeks of casual conversation, he broke the ice by asking, “How would you like to have sex with me?” I hesitated because my understanding of intercourse was mostly scientific.

‘Can I show you my penis on webcam?’ he asked. ‘I’ll take a look,’ I replied, somewhat unsure. He stood before the camera and pulled down his underwear. It was the first time I truly saw a naked man’s penis. My heart raced with excitement. He displayed it from various angles and began stroking it. This became our nightly routine. We would both be topless on webcam while he asked, “Tell me what you want me to do.” Initially, I didn’t know how to answer. Later, I started asking him to jump or do push-ups naked. A few days later, he sent pictures of men being punished by women and tied to poles. At first, their meaning was unclear.

One day, he asked if I would be open to inserting something into his backside. Though surprised, I agreed happily. The next day, he bought an eggplant from the market and inserted it into his ass hole. It made me feel hot and wild, though I could barely speak. He also requested that I “rag” him on our first night of marriage.

When we finally met before the wedding, we had plenty of privacy. We seized the moment to kiss for the first time; it was incredibly exciting. My body reacted quickly—he noted my wetness immediately. Why wasn’t my virgin vagina more experienced? He asked me to suck his cock. I noticed his foreskin was quite tight and difficult to retract, so the tip of his penis remained hidden. Having never performed oral sex before, I simply put him in my mouth and began sucking. It wasn’t a perfect technique, but I enjoyed it.

We spent an hour playing together afterward, and he masturbated on my thigh. One thing to note is that he enjoys frequent masturbation—a habit he mentioned early on—but I found it somewhat distracting, even during foreplay when his hand was often busy with his cock.

Eventually, we married and went on our honeymoon. We were thrilled. On the first night after dinner, as he requested, I tied his legs and hands blindfolded him and began kissing him passionately. He loved it just as much as I did. Following his instructions, I used cloth clips to attach to his nipples. The mix of pain and pleasure made him scream. I then tried inserting a long, slim perfume bottle into his ass, though the penetration wasn’t deep. He continued to masturbate in this state before we slept.

I was amazed at how wild I could be; such thoughts and excitement were new to me.

The next night, we attempted our first full intercourse after an extended foreplay session. I was very wet, and he had an erection despite his tight foreskin. He positioned himself above and tried to enter me. My cunt was extremely tight, compounded by the resistance of his foreskin, which initially prevented him from entering fully. Though slightly disappointed, we kept trying for two more days without success due to his tight skin causing frustration that affected his erection.

On the third night, he finally managed to penetrate my slippery yet virgin cunt. It was painful but pleasant; he successfully fucked me.

After returning from our honeymoon, we settled into married life, enjoying frequent intercourse whenever possible. My body opened up slowly through penetration, and I gained confidence in oral sex. However, I remained slightly dissatisfied with his tight foreskin because it kept the tip of his ‘lollipop’ hidden from view.

(To be continued…)