When I say taboo, I mean in the naughty sense. As in it feels kinky because you don’t understand why it turns you on, and you know it shouldn’t, but it does anyway.
Yeah that’s a good point. That’s what I would call intelligent design. Take that, creationists!
The “shouldn’t” aspect is more directly applicable to different kinds of kinks or fetishes. Anyone who has experienced what the… uh [checks notes]… “fun button” has to offer will probably tell you that the whole situation is not a coincidence.
When I say taboo, I mean in the naughty sense. As in it feels kinky because you don’t understand why it turns you on, and you know it shouldn’t, but it does anyway.
But hey, it’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.
It shouldn’t turn me on? Then why is my fun button only directly accessible through the back door?
Yeah that’s a good point. That’s what I would call intelligent design. Take that, creationists!
The “shouldn’t” aspect is more directly applicable to different kinds of kinks or fetishes. Anyone who has experienced what the… uh [checks notes]… “fun button” has to offer will probably tell you that the whole situation is not a coincidence.
Or so I’ve heard… (they’ll buy that, right?)