My deepest, darkest fetish is a “human hunt” scenario. I want to be given a five-minute head start in the forest, wearing nothing but a collar, and have a group of men track me down. The fear of being caught, the adrenaline of the chase, and the total “capture” at the end is the only thing that truly turns me on.

My ex deleted everything when we broke up, but I had already archived every single photo, every dirty video, and every voice note. I have a hidden folder on an encrypted drive that I look at every night

He’s too nice and it’s killing my drive

My girlfriend of three years just told me she thinks she’s bisexual and wants to explore with her best friend. She says it “doesn’t count” because it’s not another man, and she wants me to be okay with her staying over there on weekends to experiment. I feel like I’m being cheated on in plain sight

My girlfriend has a very specific humiliation kink. When she’s getting ready for a night out with her friends, she makes me lie flat on my stomach under the bed. I have to stay perfectly still while I watch her heels click around the room and listen to her talk on the phone about how excited she is to go out. I’m not allowed to come out until she leaves. Being treated like a piece of furniture while she looks her best for the world is a total head-trip

My darkest fantasy is a “forced” objectification scenario where I am a literal doll. I want to be dressed, posed, and displayed for his friends, but with the added layer that I’m not allowed to react if they “inspect” me. The thought of being a piece of property with no voice, no rights, and no escape, knowing that my only purpose is to be used until I’m broken is the only thing that actually makes me lose control.

I have a dark fantasy about being the stranger someone regrets but can’t stop thinking about. I don’t want to be a boyfriend or a husband in my head, I want to be the person who took control for one night, pushed them past their limits, and then vanished. The thought of occupying that “dark space” in someone’s memory, being the secret they never tell anyone because it’s too shameful, is my ultimate power trip