I flash the bully a smile, and get on the bus.

I needed to go into the local hospital for a routine procedure, only by the end, my entire world had turned upside down and there was nothing routine about it. I have this power exchange/predicament game with one of my lovers (who goes by the moniker BuxomBetty) where I have explicitly given them my complete trust, by agreeing to do anything they say, anywhere, any time. Its exquisite. Its such a profound expression of how safe I feel in their care, as well as being a constant source of arousal -- I never know when they'll give me an instruction, just how difficult it will be for me to comply, whether some instruction which is guaranteed to get me arrested is going to be called off half way through or not, and so many other delicious mind games. I'm constantly bowled over by their creativity in coming up with new ways to indulge my hypersexual, exhibitionist and nympho-masturbatory predilections.