Naked sexual desire and a life of secrecy—about ones, threesomes, SM, etc.

Humans have seven emotions and six desires, but for me, sexual desire is the only one I can't satisfy. Perhaps it's because I matured late (I was still a virgin and a bookworm until graduating from university), which made my sexual desire particularly strong after I matured. So, in my life after starting work, I stumbled and encountered many interesting people and interesting things, as mentioned in the title.
Regarding ONES,
after failing my postgraduate entrance exam, I returned to Changsha to work. At that time, WeChat hadn't become popular yet, and what people called "ones" were nothing more than through nightclubs and the like. Men and women, amidst the bright lights and bustling crowds, engaged in subtle exchanges, testing each other and flirting. If it worked out, they would pretend to be drunk for seven days and part ways amicably the next day. If it didn't work out, it didn't matter; they would just "pick up dead fish" after two or three in the morning. Of course, there were always cases of "being taken advantage of." When I first graduated, a few male and female drivers from my company's sales department took me to bars to broaden my horizons. I remember the first time was to Soho Bar on Jiefang West Road. I don't remember the details, but we played a game at a bar where you passed notes with your lips: men and women stood alternately, tore off a piece of paper, held it in their mouths, and then passed it around on their lips. Whoever dropped the paper had to drink a drink or play a dare, like sharing a drink, kissing on the cheek, or even a passionate kiss. The exchange of lips created an atmosphere of ambiguity, and under the influence of alcohol, it was hard to control oneself. The intimate contact with the opposite sex, mouth to mouth, was incredibly intoxicating. From then on, I loved nightclubs, and eventually formed a circle. There was a girl in that circle, we called her Ping'er. She was slightly plump, but often wore a white, fitted, low-cut dress that made her breasts almost spill out. She paired it with a tight leather skirt and black stockings, matte eyeshadow, and long, thin eyebrows. Her smile always made me feel a surge of heat. One summer night in 2013, she lost a dice game and had to play a dare by kissing one of the men in the room. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Ping'er readily agreed, embracing me and giving me a deep French kiss. I still remember the soft friction of her full breasts against my chest and abdomen. As a virgin, I couldn't resist, so that night we tacitly went to a nearby Home Inn together. Unfortunately, virgins always lose control; the first and second times, I ejaculated as soon as I touched her, wasting several condoms. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that we truly got into the mood, so the quality of our sex that night wasn't great. But after that, it opened the door to one-night stands for me. Plus, I went to nightclubs a lot back then, and I managed to hook up with a few girls.
Later, I was transferred to Guangzhou, and my contact with my online friends gradually faded. Out of boredom, I learned how to use WeChat's "Shake" feature, which was quite popular at the time. Guangzhou is a big city with a large young population, and with one-night stands in mind, I did manage to meet two girls through "Shake." One was a married woman, A, whose husband was busy with work and neglected her, so she had thoughts of having an affair. Unfortunately, she was too slow to warm up. It had been almost a year since we started chatting and finally met and I took her out, and I was about to be transferred back to Changsha, so my one-night stand hadn't materialized. Another one was an unmarried college girl working part-time. We slept together a few times, but she seemed to develop feelings for me later, so I left her and was a jerk.
Since then, I've been puzzled as to why I only crave naked lust and flirtatious ambiguity, while avoiding deep emotions. Maybe I really am just a beast who prioritizes his lower body? After that, ONES only flirted, never talked about love. I had heard

of SM
before, but never actually experienced it, always thinking it was a bunch of perverts playing perverted games. It wasn't until I saw this subculture on the Taqu app that I learned SM, besides the extreme discipline often played by foreigners, also includes SP, K8, K9, etc. Later, as I gradually learned and understood, I discovered that my sexual desires were driven by a desire to dominate. I started learning about discipline, and also communicated with other Dom's, developing my own views on SM: First of all, SM is just a way to release sexual desire. Perhaps it's too intense for most people, but it's effective at relieving stress. If anyone reads this post, I will tell you more about my stories as a Dom in the next post, and also post some pictures of the rope bondage I did for my slaves.
In fact, the process of S and M training is both a process of mutual satisfaction and a process of mutual testing and psychological game. To get an M to accept your training, you must first psychologically overpower her. This requires conscious and unconscious psychological maneuvering.
After training, I don't necessarily have sex; in fact, I've already achieved sexual satisfaction during the training process.
However, SM is just a desire hidden in the shadows. When I learned that a Shanghai loser S (why "loser S"? Because he's over 30, has no house or car, and a very weak economic foundation) had controlled a college girl who had entered the scene out of curiosity, turning her into a sex slave, keeping her (not keeping her as a sugar daddy), depriving her of the ability to interact with outsiders, brainwashing her "dad" (that loser S), making her addicted to group sex, maliciously playing with her, and causing her many physiological problems, I was shocked. There was another M, also a sex slave. Her master's task for her was to get married. After marriage, the honest man went out to work during the day, and the pregnant M was frequently subjected to group sex by her master and a group of his friends at her home. M said in the group that she would confront her husband after the baby was born because, after trying so many things, ordinary sex had become bland and tasteless, even unresponsive. Her sex threshold was too high, her addiction too strong, and she could only sink deeper and deeper. I suspect it will be another tragedy.
You gaze into the abyss, and the abyss gazes back at you.
From then on, the training was just for her own amusement; she left the circle and the group, and there was no further contact.

Regarding threesomes,
frankly, I think threesomes are exhausting, especially when you're a single man in a couple's setting. Your first priority shouldn't be your own satisfaction, but rather ensuring the satisfaction of the couple, especially the woman. This requires you to judge her inner thoughts, her sensitive spots, and her level of comfort based on her body language and facial expressions, and then decide your next move.
This contradicts my controlling sexual desires to some extent.
However, it's a sexual game with the least emotional risk and guilt. At the same time, being able to enjoy the company of a friend's wife is also a pleasure for someone with cuckoldry tendencies; my mental satisfaction isn't low. So now I'm trying to delve deeper into this circle and try more things. Of course, I'll satisfy any couples' needs for "training" (or "domestic interaction"), after all, this isn't a one-person game, right?
So let me clarify here: although I have a girlfriend, I don't intend to let her, who's so naive and clueless, enter this circle. You can try treating me as a single man. If you're looking for a couple or one-on-one experience, feel free to contact me; I guarantee you'll have a unique memory.
If you just want to be friends, that's fine too. I enjoy road trips, cooking, hiking, and swimming. I welcome like-minded people to be my friends without interfering in my public life. I appreciate thoughtful and interesting individuals.

Regarding my life
, I consider myself a relatively positive person. I volunteer once or twice a year, visiting a school for autistic children. Perhaps it's because of the darkness of desire and the backstabbing at work that I need a pure place to cleanse my soul? As for work, I'm a seasoned professional with some achievements; I'm quite adept at deceiving superiors and climbing the corporate ladder. For my girlfriend, I'm a good boyfriend; I can satisfy her with both romantic gestures and the mundane realities of daily life. As for life itself, I am a traveler stumbling forward, unaware of the scenery ahead—perhaps life itself is just a fleeting glimpse of scenery on my life's journey. I am walking alone, carrying my naked and ferocious sexual desires.

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