Vavrin Flirt23Free - Dirty dance party turns into a wild orgy.

Thin, curly red lights blink in the darkness. One of my favorite things to do is make people become helpless, like animals, and have arouse, with no regard for their feelings. Picking up a chair and setting up the music. I'm naked and completely open to anyone's wants, needs and wants. Most people are mesmerized by my dark, almost deviant, ways. But I have a way of taking the twisted and the taboo and surprising people just by having them become intoxicated with the light, the sexuality and the tabooness. People who think they know sex are really left in their darkness. And in that light comes a drug that makes you lose control and turns everything into a spectacular and energetic experience. Alcohol is a naturally occurring chemical reaction that takes place in our little gut when we drink. Our bodies become saturated with the emotions. The physical senses become dulled. But the chemical senses, taste, touch are like candy. Once you've had a drink, you can't get it off. The connection is incredible. You feel your soul is enlarged. Your sex life is opened up.

It's like a fantasy. You have more power. Suddenly you realize there's an audience for your every sensuous whim. I set the chair up in the center of the room. People are still engaged in in a drunken orgy, or trying to be. Some are milking their swords or bathes, while others are pulling the tit ropes of scantily clad women. It's a dangerous game. Even more dangerous is the anticipation. When the lights come on, you look stricken. The more you look the more you see. Almost everything you can see is black. Your physical world has emerged from the shadows. Your support systems are in place. Your friends and family are there, as well as your fantasy play. But you are left. The ecstasy of the moment is gone.

You freeze. Everything is still black. But here you are. Close, steady light can sweep around you, diminishing the intensity of the shadows. You have been mesmerized by the blackness, and all the sudden you feel light from a shadowy source. That's the first hint of freedom. Your eyes try to focus but focus on the flashing lights. Moving closer, you realize I pulled the curtain back just before you were set to burst into life. A note was scrawled across the candelabra. It was in blue pen. It said... TALK TO ME. You try. No response. You pause. You want to talk..