markus-50221181 @markus-50221181
I've always been a bit of an oddball. Growing up in small town America can be pretty isolating. I spent most of my youth hiding behind a mask of quiet reserve and an unhealthy obsession with the internet. My parents were both hippies who were more concerned with their own personal development than parenting me properly. They were all about the ' free spirit' vibe and encouraged me to explore myself without boundaries. I took that literally.
I was always drawn to the darker corners of human nature. I found solace in the twisted tales of Grimm's fairytales, the creepy atmosphere of Edgar Allan Poe, and the gothic aesthetic of Marilyn Manson. My bedroom was plastered with posters of Tim Burton films, black metal bands, and occult symbols. The other kids at school would call me names like "goth girl" and "freak." But I didn't care.
It wasn't until I stumbled upon some hardcore bondage forums online that I found my true calling in life - or should I say, my true torment? There was something about the way those anonymous strangers could command me to do their bidding, the way they could strip away all my defenses and leave me exposed and vulnerable... it sent shivers down my spine. And from then on, I knew I had found my tribe. Or rather, my prison. Because once you start down this path of submission and self-destruction, there's no turning back.
