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I was thinking recently about my first real taste of domination. I was young and I’ll admit, didn’t completely comprehend, or care maybe, about the concept of consent. What follows below is my confession of an event that shaped me (and Carl too!) for years to come – good, bad, take it as you will. But it is the truth, and so here it is:
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