the crucible dc

That Time I Went to a Sex Dungeon

 

Never again will I be able to look at a macramé plant hanger without blushing.

I don’t often go places or do stuff, and trying new things scares me.

Two years ago, I didn’t even know BDSM was a thing. Imagine my surprise when a friend talked me into venturing out to a nightclub fully equipped to strap naked people to every wall. (more…)