This is also a fantasy that I have and scares me to death but also makes my cunt drip.
I like the idea of being hurt on a stage. So in a bar, maybe, or a restaurant, so there’s some kind of small performance space, and I’m on it. I’m there, with spotlights on me and attention while a room full of people watch and drink and talk. Or perhaps even eat. And I […]
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