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I want to hear EVERYTHING.

Tell me about your first time, when you were so scared and so excited. When it hurt and then it felt sooooo good. Addictively good.

Tell me about all the ways you find it and the relationships you've had--the online strangers, the gloryholes, your wife's bull, being the party fucktoy (you probably haven't done that, but you may want to), the biggest and best you've taken. The one you fell in love with: you can't get him out of your head (and honestly, your heart).

Does this mean you're gay? Bi? Does that scare you? Thrill you? Do you already know who and what you are and understand the meaninglessness of labels?

Haven't got your courage up yet? Maybe you're bi-curious. Or you dream about forced bi. Let's talk about your desires and fantasies. Do you imagine me watching you? Let's pretend.

Maybe you'd prefer to talk about my nice big strap on ... or (sweet smile here) the bigger one. Ones. You can be my good girl, my faggot-ass slut, or just a guy who likes to take it up the ass. Maybe you'd like to please me and be my virgin, as I lead you sweetly, gently, and then passionately, even roughly, through your first strap on fuck.

Now I want you to pay attention here--I take everyone at face value. It's the occupational hazard of having been a psychotherapist for so many years. So if you tell me, seriously, that you desire cock or that you love to suck cock, I will seriously listen to you talk about it. If you want me to belittle you, humiliate you, and tell you what a perverted little faggot you are, you've gotta give me a hint! Because treating people that way isn't in my basic nature. I can go there, but I need you to let me know that's where you want to go.