I love seeing women being roped or tied up by men. It feeds a deeply hidden sadistic part of me, or more of the masochistic side? Who’s to say? Which ever parts of my twisted brain beckons for such an animalistic behaviour to take place between a man and a woman is beyond my control.
The art is putrid to many ignorant beings and all I can think about saying is it is better to be feared than loved, because only a certain respect, by a few loyalties will be cast your way in this lifetime. Therefore, this is where you can truly cherish something.