missturbation
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Joined: 2/12/2006 From: another planet Status: offline
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BTW, alot of what is mentioned here is nowhere near "sick" to me. Is THAT sick???? .........luci I'm with you here. Nothing mentioned in this thread was anywhere near what i would class as sick. I don't see anything i wish to do as sick, i think my 'fantasies' are perfectly normal. Sir does call me a freak occasionally though!! The reason i say 'fantasies' is because i do not have fantasies about anything i wouldn't be prepared to do / try to do. So here are some favorites of mine......... I want to be the UK version of eel girl. I want to take part in 'ducking' with Softness as my 'buddy'. See DV's post in the captives thread. I want to be crucified. As the arms fatigue, great waves of cramps sweep over the muscles, knotting them in deep, relentless, throbbing pain. With these cramps comes the inability to push oneself upward. Hanging by ones arms, the pectoral muscles are paralyzed and the intercostal muscles are unable to act. Air can be drawn into the lungs, but cannot be exhaled. Finally carbon dioxide builds up in the lungs and in the blood stream and the cramps partially subside. Spasmodically, one is able to push oneself upward to exhale and bring in the life-giving oxygen. Hours of this limitless pain, cycles of twisting joint- rending cramps, intermittent partial asphyxiation, then another agony begins. A deep crushing pain deep in the chest as the pericardium slowly fills with serum and begins to compress the heart. It is now almost over the compressed heart is struggling to pump heavy, thick, sluggish blood into the tissue - the tortured lungs are making a frantic effort to draw in small gulps of air. Yummy, yummy yummy  
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