Silliness At The Neighborhood Mall Sports Bar

I’ve come to realize that along with a wicked exhibitionist streak, I love being submissive in a mild sort of way. I think being told what to do, and therefore not being wholly responsible, takes away some of the guilt I sometimes feel. I owe this discovery to an ex-boyfriend, who had a certain way of getting me to do things. The way he’d whisper in my ear telling me how hot I looked and how every guy there wanted to fuck me, among other things, just sent me into a state of mind where I wanted to prove him right. I’d done things for him that were really over-the-top, which only pushed my limits further. But I feel somewhat less slutty knowing that in all those experiences, alcohol was a factor. 

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