The problem with getting off mainly to [the sick, sinking feeling you get in your stomach when something extremely bad is going to happen] is that you eventually acclimate. And then you need to escalate... I'm becoming the meme about masochists with ridiculously intricate roleplay specifications...
This has been my experience as a humiliation bottom. Getting off to the flesh scouring feeling of having my greatest secrets unearthed by my dom was exhilerating. Then I ran out of secrets to tell. Then came the blackmail and pictures of me with a propeller hat and [REDACTED] and a big lollipop that would kill me to exist on the internet. But that 1 piece of blackmail can't be used forever right? It loses it's teeth. The threat gets mundane. And releasing it online is so impersonal. You can't just send it to people I know either because that would be unethical and actually damaging.
So, naturally, you escalate to the public. And then you're on stage covered in whipped cream put on you by an NB covered in latex and so you go to the bathroom to clean it up but you can't get your head in the sink and so, naturally, your dom and bully shove your head in toilet which cleans it off but then everyone at the club sees your wet hair and you don't have a good explanation. And then suddenly telling the basic simple truth comes easier and makes you so sickly horny your vision loses focus.
AND NOW I have to chase that dragon
