'I don't want to offend you but...I am horny as a toad.' --- someone messaged me.
I just smiled and replied, 'No worries. I am not offended.'
This is one of the reasons we accept each other as friends. We make that connection, and we give consent. In the real world, a woman could have slapped a guy for being so forthcoming, but here, on this site, confessions like these are SAFE.
It feels amazing, doesn't it? To be able to admit one's deepest and darkest desires and not be considered s freak?
Just recently, I myself messaged one of my friends, 'I am craving badly'. Long chat followed, on the discussion of D/s.
No meetups were arranged, no mindless mingling. Sometimes, all it takes is to toss some ideas around. We need certain people, not to bang one another, but to bounce off of each other. To get off. It's that one step necessary to prevent an otherwise ill-timed, ill-planned, spur-of-the-moment tryst.
The reason why we remain connected, long after we may have enjoyed a night of fun together, is that there is someone we can lend an ear to whatever rude, nasty, dirty things we say we want to do - - - whether it leaves us with a warm, throbbing sensation down there. We'd still end up sleeping better, feeling better, functioning better.
And at times, end the catch-up chat session with 'Good night, I'll fuck you in my dreams.'
