Apparently there are a lot of people who like to act-out scenarios of suffering and torment and capture and sex-against-their-wills in order to accrue for themselves what should not really be all that hard to accrue, and that would be an orgasm or an ejaculation. APPARENTLY a lot of people need more than just a "hey let's fuck, ok we're done" experience; they need equipment and they need costumes and they need resistance and they need a level of pain and suffering and they need near-death experiences and the apparatuses to bring them near to death, and, really, it's borderline nuts. But, hey, it apparently is a category of fucking that will attract a paying customer base. Hence the Bondage and Discipline Hotel and Casino. If you're into it then you know where you need to be: at the hotel and casino that will humor you all the way into your sphincter with cooperation and with never a discouraging word. Unless of course you deserve it! You impotent worm!!
As you can see from an example of the hotel decor above of the moray eel-toothed nightmare ingesting the biomechanical penis, it's not martinis and George Shearing in the Room of Screams and Pleadings lounge. No. It's something else. In every sense of the expression. Enjoy!.....you piece of worthless shit.
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