Monday, August 30, 2010
It's sex not love...
I want a lover that I don't have to love. I want to be tied up. I don't want to be tied down. I want to be bent over in front of a mirror. I want him to use the red rope and the black gag. I want the nipple clamps and the leather...not the flowers and the love letters. I want a lover that I don't have to love. Is that really that bad?
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