So while we're all waiting to see how Max Mosely's libel case pans out, here's a question I've been dying to ask; What's your father-career-related BDSM roleplaying fantasy? Mine would probably involve being bent over and tied a pallet of processed peas up in the back of a Co-Op lorry while four prostitutes in blue aprons paraded around with their jubblies out, taking it in turns to thrash my bare arse with own-brand spaghetti, and then lick and slap Green Shield Stamps on my naked body. And then cry "Spillage in the cat food aisle!" as I shuddered to climax.(PS: As I was writing this, and apropos of nothing, my own Mam rang up and pointed out an advert in the job section of the local free paper for cast members in adult movies, suggesting I have a go. What the fuck?)
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What the fuck indeed.
My father's a concrete engineer; not much kink potential there, unless you want to get creative with cement overcoat bondage. Fortunately my mother was a lay-priest.
You've obviously not read this then, thene...
www.well.com/~cynsa/cement.html
Blimey, Al, thats a strange one. Whats worrying is that I'm not fully surprised after hearing the stories of what Doctors and nurses discover in A&E. I liked the psychiatric evaluation being offered, would be great to know what exactly was going on in the blokes mind. And in his boyfriends....
My father's an actor. That brings up all sorts of possibilities...
As my dad has made some strange career-decisions in his life, there are plenty of options there for me. ;)
The again, the truth is always worse than fantasy. I do it the easy way: playing with a Dom of my fathers age. (or really, 2 possible doms, over twice my age..) Horribly cliché, isn't it?
Christ on a crisp packet, I'm trying to imagine what that would be like. If they're anything like my old man, they'd be hitting you on the arse while you tried to explain to them how to use Sky+ for the eighth time. Shudder.
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