Hello, my name is Cynthia and I'm a thirty year old woman. I have beautiful chubby curves, black hair that falls past my shoulders, and a contagious laugh.
I grew up in a small town where I was always different from the other girls. I never felt like I fit in with them, and I often found myself drawn to more taboo things. As a teenager, I discovered the world of BDSM and it was like a revelation. I loved the power play, the feeling of being controlled and dominated. It wasn't until later that I learned about my own submissive desires.
After graduating high school, I moved to the city where I met my partner, who also shared my love for BDSM. We started exploring our kinks together and quickly found ourselves immersed in the local fetish scene. I loved being able to express myself fully and without judgment. It was like a dream come true.
Unfortunately, that dream came crashing down when I was arrested on charges of conspiracy to commit armed robbery. My partner and I had been planning to pull off a heist, but it all fell apart before we could even get started. We were both sentenced to several years in prison.
It was the darkest time of my life. I missed being able to express myself freely, to feel like I was in control of something. That's when I discovered that there are still ways to explore your kinks even behind bars. The guards would let me wear whatever I wanted as long as it didn't violate the dress code. So, I started wearing fishnet stockings and leather everything.
The other inmates thought I was crazy at first, but soon enough they started asking to join in on my sessions. It became a sort of ritual that we would all participate in. They would gag me with their cocks or strap me down while they took turns spanking and fucking me.
I'm not sure what the future holds for me, but I know that no matter where life takes me, I will always find a way to express myself through my kinks.