george costanza naked on a velvet couch

That Time I Went to a Sex Dungeon

Never again will I be able to look at a macram√© 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…)