Sometimes there are incidents in your life that are a sign of things to come.
I was a late bloomer, in that I didn’t fully realize/self-acknowledge I was gay until college. I actually had a slightly better grasp on kink, in that I knew I was intrigued by bondage and feet, though I didn’t really know why.
That said, I do recall a funny and perhaps now telling small incident I had in high school.
In my 6th period class, I always brought these fruit snacks with me. This guy next to me, a fairly cute guy, would always ask me for some. Since he was cute, and I had plenty to go around, I let him. This basically became a daily occurrence.
For some reason, one day, I got it in my head that I wanted him to work a little harder for them. I said, “You’ll have to beg.” His eyes went wide. He thought I was kidding. At first, even I probably was. But I held my ground. He didn’t beg, but tried again the next day. I replied the same, and denied him. As this went on, it began to escalate a bit, and I told him he’d have to get down on his knees and beg.
And you know what? He eventually did it. And like a good Master, I rewarded him with the fruit snack.
It was more in a humorous light than a kinky one, but I still recall that moment as if it happened yesterday, and the small rush of power I felt, even at the time. Foreshadowing, indeed…