Deep down some part of me does end up getting extremely aroused at being mean to M or blaming him or letting my body decide for me. Maybe it comes down to the whole power thing. I know that if it ended up happening (and it could happen so easily) he would react in his way and wouldn’t do anything to put a stop to it… that a dominant man could take me from him and he couldn’t do anything and I would just let it happen because of how much my body would desire/be intoxicated by it. Something so primal and powerful. The whole caveman thing all over again.

- H