Firstly, I need you to know that when young I lived way out in the country, so I was home schooled. I was taught by School of the Air. I then had to submit my essays and homework. Therefore my education was sort of weird. Now of course we have computers and it is much better.
My first lesson in sex was sort of terrifying. I got my periods really early. I had a bad tummy ache and I got out of bed and there was blood on the sheets. I was terrified and ran into my mum and she was fast asleep. Blood was running down my legs and I really was scared. She half woke up and told me oh you have your periods, there are some towels in the linen cupboard. Then she promptly went to sleep. I was left thinking okay, towels. I rushed to the said cupboard and grabbed a towel. You know the ones you dry yourself with. I saw the pink packs on the third shelf but I had no idea about what was in them. I took the towel to my bedroom and tried to rub my legs clean but failed so I put the towel on the bed, all folded up and sat on it.
I waited like that for an hour and a half holding my tummy and crying. It really hurt too. When my mother came to my room she was cross I had used the wrong type of towel but she scooted me towards the bathroom for a shower. She then said ‘you stick these in your knickers and change them when they need to be changed. She then told me how to dispose of them.
She left the room and from the door she said, ‘Oh you can get pregnant now.’ I was nine almost ten.
At fourteen I was raped so that was how I lost my virginity.
I was sent to live in the city because of my on going medical needs with a very good friend of the family. He became my guardian.
I did go to a rather posh school and I finally did sex ed. It was all clinical and I was left thinking yes a man put his penis inside a girl and injected sperm at some special moment. It sounded so much nicer to what happened to me so I tended to think it had nothing to do with sex.
My first BDSM relationship became my classroom and I the willing pupil. I was eighteen.
Now I can say I am still learning but with my darling S. This was not my first BDSM relationship but my second. In my first relationship I was a slave and this time I am in a D/s relationship. My wonderful man has taught me so much and in a much gentler way.
I also think you never stop learning. I still have those ‘Oh my god.’ moments.