You think about this constantly. Its terrifying, but for some reason you can’t get it out of your head. Its the one thing that you won’t share with your girlfriends, your sisters, anyone. For some reason the idea of being taken against your will is the one thing that gets you going more than anything else. When you get dressed to go out, you always wear the skimpiest outfit you can, you never wear panties or a bra. You always tell everyone that you like looking good because it makes you feel good. In reality your hoping, begging that someone will take you up on the bait that you keep laying out. Just for one night, you want to be grabbed, dragged away and forced to be quiet. You want to be screamed at, degraded, humiliated like your nothing. You want to know what its like to be under someone else’s complete and total control. To be confined and used when they feel, to not have a choice if you want to make it back to friends and family.

That’s the fantasy anyways. Its the thing that gets you going. So much so that you found a community of people that explore the same fantasies. Recently you started talking to someone online from the community. The ideas he shares sends a shudder through your entire body, you feel like its not naturally possible for one person to get as wet as you do as you read about how he will stalk, follow and grab you. You found someone that is just like yourself.

One day, you get a new message from your online friend. Its you? Your getting dressed in your room, putting on.. the outfit you are wearing right now? How the fuck did he get this? Your mind starts racing. Your terrified, this was all just fantasy. Not something you through someone would ever actually follow through on. How diid this creep even find where you live? As the fear and panic starts to run through your mind, your body starts running into a different problem. Your suddenly more turned on than you ever have been. You know you should message him, tell him he crossed a line. You know that you should tell a friend that your scared, but for some reason, you start moving to your window. Your opening the blinds?? You can’t stop yourself, you start undressing and playing with yourself knowing, hoping that he is watching. You start putting on the best show you think you have ever given anyone in your entire life and you don’t even know if he is watching from a distance. Your just so lost in this thought that your legs begin to shake, your body begins to quiver. When your finished, a moment of clarity hits. You run to close your windows, draw the blinds and decide its time to run to your friends, somewhere safe. You pack your things in a hurry and decide to charge your phone in the car.

Just as you get out the door, you suddenly feel two large hands grab you from behind. “I enjoyed the show”, words that make your heart sink as they are whispered in your ear. This is everything you have always been scared of actually happening to you in real life, but yet, your panties are telling you a different story altogether.

Im looking to ACTUALLY run a CNC scene. Do NOT message me if you are not serious. YES, it will be scripted ahead of time. YES I am going to require you provide your hard limits and we WILL establish safe words. No im not going to give you an address and just “take you”. Im looking for someone that is not going to talk and disappear. No im not looking for or interested in men. No offence, its my personal preference. Verification NEEDS to happen before we run this.

If you are interested in this scene, understand what im looking for and are ready to actually do this. Include “A Good Show” in the first message so I know you read this far.