I'm a dirty whore

Ok maybe I'm a bad whore... I don't take money for it ;-)

So what do you when you can't sleep?

Me?  I read erotica.

Last night I came across this gem.  It made me so hot to read.... the power exchange, the helplessness, the intricacy of the predicaments.

Oh wait... should I put a trigger warning before/after that link?  In general, if it's erotica, and I found it hot enough to share, it should probably have a trigger warning.

I spent the day half doing work, half prepping for vacation, and a sprinkling of flirting with hot, evil sadists.

And then all of a sudden it hit me.

I'm a fucking dirty whore.... and I love it....

I looked around my office, made eye contact with a couple of co workers.

"How the fuck can they not know," a voice said in my head.

I mean I know I can not be a whore... that I can be a prim proper young (ish) lady....

But that's more of a role than the whore.... the whore is what drives me, what makes me happy, what make me excited for the next day....

How do I integrate that into the other side of me?  How do I get that love of life, that ability to go for what I want, into the part of me analyzes every word and makes sure the whore isn't slipping out unknowingly...

I want to curl up with my porn again and revel in the whore some more ;-)