S & M neighbor

last night i realized that i needed to cheat. i couldn't control myself- the desire was overwhelming.

so i went to the apartment of young man who lives in my building. a young man who could give me EXACTLY what i need...

a cigarette.

this particular nice young man is a well known S & M master. i know because of the chains hanging from the walls, and the leather daddy teddy bear on his chair. oh, and because he told me.

last night was i inhaled the forbidden but heavenly tobacco we talked about the stigma that those of his kind have to endure. he said he's lost friends over it, that people judge, that the internet finally made it possible for him and others like him to realize they were not freaks.

well, i mean they consider themselves freaky but you know what i mean...

ahem.

at this point i told him that i could definetly understand the role playing but that i couldnt understand the EXTREME pain- like knife or needle play. or CBT*

he told me that he usually explains it by asking the "vanilla" person if they have sex.

usually they say yes.**

the he asks if you ever scratch your lovers back, or get scratched or bite.

blah blah blah. they (S & M leather daddy's) just take it a step further. blah blah blah. anyway. nice guy. thanks for the smoke!




* cock and ball torture of course!
**do you really need to ask? i am GLOWING!