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A long, long time ago, in a hostel far, far away....
I was hired out of college along with fifty other recent graduates by an international company, then shipped abroad to spend six months training along side our offshore coworkers to gain an appreciation of their working environment. We had these campus access cards with a strap that was entirely too long. After a bit of experimenting, it hung from my belt, secured with a fun little triskilian knot.
Skip forward a couple months and I've become rather good friends with this girl. She and I were casually watching Se7en and there was a scene, in a car, mentioning bondage.
Me: "This knot that keeps the access card on my belt was inspired by bondage."
Her: "I like being tied up."
Me: "Oh, cool!"
Back to the movie: one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds, six seconds...
Me: "Wait, what?"
And there was much fun had that night.
Here I am, years later - looking to find a sub, explore, take pictures along the way, and see what happens.
*clean and surgically sterile*
I want someone whose throat perfectly matches my hands so I can squeeze it naturally.
I want to see your tears say "yes" and hear your screams say "NO"
I want the gleam of my knife to reflect the fear and lust in your eyes.
I want to lick the rivulets of sweat from your body and enjoy the flavor.
I want to hold you as your crawl into my arms shaking and sobbing, and make you feel right.
I want to use you up and see how much you can take.
I want to use your body against you and watch you love me for it.
I want to feel your emotional content.
I do enjoy meeting new people and discovering new things. Impress me.
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