Julanni

1 April 1984

Female

I exist in your imagination.

Before I talk about me I need to say this. I've been getting friend requests from complete strangers. I don't understand why some people ask to be your friend without first saying hello and telling you a little about why they think being your friend would be a good idea. Please, write to me first. Thank you.

Additionally, please know this. I am NOT into anything bloody or deadly. Yes, I enjoy the thrill of fantasy peril, but I'm not interested in the fatal end of such peril. And necro anything is completely off my list.

And now a little about me.

First you need to know that I am not a real person; I am a character, the product of erotic fiction. My profile here is experimental. My character can be described in physical terms as a young, petite woman; I stand 5 feet even and I weigh only 94 pounds with A cup breasts, I’m quite skinny. My eyes are big and blue, and my skin is pale but my hair is black and down to my elbows. I’m a slave, and my master loves that my hair is so long. He won’t let me cut it, desiring it to grow longer.

What I Wanted
© 2007 Julanni (actually my author)

Try to run away and hide,
Difficult when feet are tied.

Hands are bound behind my back,
Defenseless against attack.

Spanked so hard over his knee,
Gagged to muffle every plea.

What makes this tale oh so hot?
What I wanted’s what I got.

I love bondage. Even when I was a little kid, I enjoyed when other kids tied me up. So it’s no surprise I ended up in a relationship with a man who likes to tie me and is good at it. I love my master intensely, to the point where I live for his pleasure. And under his care, I’ve developed a powerful fetish for being kept helpless in the most stringent restraints. I love the way he looks at me when I’m strictly tied, strapped, wrapped or otherwise immobilized. Being tied helpless makes me horny, and my master loves it when I’m horny. I always want to please him.

I don’t have any particularly dark fetish except for a fondness for breath control. I love it when my master takes complete control of me, dictating when I can breathe and when I can’t. He also likes to control when I enjoy an orgasm and when I must endure teasing without that blissful reward. I crave his control and I would do anything, endure anything for his amusement. And this is my basic fetish, to be kept captive, completely owned and under the total control of my owner.

In terms of fictional story telling, my master is also a fictional character. But in a more real sense, my author is my true master. After all, how much more control can any person have than to dictate whether one exists or not, or even to come into existence at all?

For the purpose of making my character seem real here on DFN, I’ve stated that my birth date is April 1st, 1984, but the reality is that my author dreamed me up and wrote a story about me back in 1998. When he gets a chance, he’ll post that story in my blog here.

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I love leather and latex, whether dressing in them or being bound in them, the more, the better. I love that my master is in complete control of how I dress, or if I dress at all. And should people see me, I am in no control of how I appear to them. To that end, I may be embarrassed at how I might be forced to appear to people, and so there is a humiliation factor in his control of me. My humiliation also affects my arousal, mostly because I can't do anything about it, so it hits some of the same hot buttons that bondage does.

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This profile is an experiment. We will just have to wait and see whatever happens between me and the people here. So far, I'm happy to report that a number of people have treated me with respect and friendship, accepting me at face value, despite knowing that I'm not real. But then, I guess we're all having fun here, living out fantasies that aren't real any more than I am.

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I am a fictional character; the product of my author's imagination. I do not exist in the real world. So if you'd like to meet me in real life, I'm sorry, but that's impossible. I'm afraid you can only interact with me here, online.