a
d in the darker end of the spectrum, where pleasure and suffering collide in a stream of subtleties that is both s
ng at my computer, I look through the vast Internet for someone who can assist me. I need ass
ictional. And I'm interested in learning more about the how, where, and why of it all. What makes people do it? Where can they find people who share their desire
did the same, what constitutes immoral behavior has been modified. For sexual activity, wh
days, people are considered immoral when they receive punishment-as they requested, mind you. It's widely assumed that if someone engages in
sons I can't explain. As an adult, I simply cannot fathom why anyone would wish to administer or receive punishment. But in the back of my m
g is possible. There are worlds where a regular woman can meet a man who is unusually attractive, viral, and,
nes of today, on the other hand, are strong in every way, intelligent, witty, and take-no-shit. Most of these fictional women see
. For whatever reason, our hero enjoys hitting women in many of these books. And th
man could make me fall i
you up while you make his dinner and iron his clothes, though. I'm
ries. I imagined why things were happening the way they were after lo
very close to the point in my life where I'll have to support myself. I have to concentrate now that I'm going to be disconnec
s not what I want. Like a reporter, I want to be one of those writers who goes above and beyond to get to the heart of the matter, but I want
ppetite for sex and a tendency to beat them. I'm currently browsing the web in the hopes that n
allen off. Contrary to what one might assume, I'm not a prude. Most of the time, I'm just very preoccu
s just part of my reporter's instinct. However, I don't share much about myself be
pears on my computer screen. An enormou
as to do with a forthcoming auction. It is only after seeing that I realize that the link I clicked
n it comes to finding such things, it's the best city in America. Furthermore, it appears to be the ideal starting point for my quest for
to her mouth. I guess she didn't see the man behind her coming. It's hard to believe, considering that he is holdi
pression. The man's ruggedly attractive exterior belies a firm expression. In my mind, I can h
d silly. I would probably laugh and turn away if a man threatened to beat me with a real whip for something so trivial
se it's such a fantasy for many women. There should be more than a grain of truth in my first erotic n
on whether any of them would even want to take a break from slapping asses
s my vision. Two women, dressed only in black underwear, are facing away from a m
ots," as I spot an op
eedom, is it humanly possible to remain m
test the side effects of a particular drug but are unable
nce over their shoulders as they wait for one of their bodies to be
I saw a man frantically running down the street while brandishing
en one BDSM practitioner who is willing to expl
o offer. I want nothing more than to satiate my own curios
Maybe I should stop this nonsense. Perhaps I should set this thought aside and c