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As I mentioned, at first the Internet solved “I’m pervert and I’m alone!” issue. It turned out that I was not alone and I’m not actually a pervert.
Then the stream of photos, drawings, stories, forum posts, candids, scans began to “settle down” and got filtered by the “internal resonances”. One of such resonances was sacks.
When I was a kid (see also Self-bondage, fetish and children), one of my bondage fantasies was Continue reading “Vintage bondage and vintage fetish. Sean Harper. Part VI. Kids and sacks”