I keep my real life and my life as “Alpha Harlot” seperate for the most part. Over the years, I have collected a few crossover friends but, for the most part, if you’re friends with who I am in real life, you aren’t friends with Harlot. While I understand that not everyone wants to see me naked and masturbating, my choice to have two identities is mostly because I like privacy.
Yes, that’s right.
The BBW who fucks herself in public places while no one is watching likes being private.
When a few Internet Peepz discovered my FB (that I honestly for real only made a few years ago when I switched careers) I lashed out at first. I was furious to be discovered and to be called out publicly or even privately via DM. I felt like it was an invasion of my privacy because, well…I mean, it was. After hurting a whole lot of feelings that didn’t need to be hurt, I’ve taken the “I’m just going to ignore that friend request,” approach.
The things we choose to share with the world about our private lives should be the decision of the parties involved in the behind doors antics. If the play is consensual and no one in getting hurt, keeping your cards close to your chest is probably your best bet. It’s super fucked up, but people judge and their judgements can totally affect your well being.
Disclaimer: I know absolutely zero about politics in the UK, so if anything you’re about to read is incorrect, please school me in the comments. Learning turns me on.
Conservative Parliament Member Andrew Griffiths is on a moral high horse most of the time. From the very extensive (read: like 5 minutes of skimming maybe) research that I’ve done, he seems to be the type of guy who loves to tell other people what to do based on the moral that he was raised with in his church.
He’s been wagging his finger telling the British people what sinners they are, but when he’s inside his head?
He’s a freaking perv just like the rest of us.
There’s legit nothing wrong with sexting or asking willing parties for naked pictures and videos…but when Griffiths does it, the media goes crazy and starts calling him a freak and a pervert…and there’s a negative connotation attached to both of those words (whereas it’s a term of endearment coming from my filthy mouth). He’s into BDSM and so his conversations with his less than discrete lady friends (who undoubtedly sold the story to some trash rag…That’s a guess, but I feel like it’s a good one) were on the extra frisky side.
No kink shame here…you know I’m down for some leather and paddling. I’d much rather shame him for his conservativeness because that’s got to be the mask. In my experience you discover your true self when the dungeon doors close. Life gets stressful and everyone needs to escape every now and then. I just think it’s kind of fucked up when both sides of your personality wouldn’t be friends the morning after.
Overcompensating for your own indiscretions isn’t the way to a peaceful existence. In fact, it’s pretty much the opposite. Everyone has sex and it’s kind of time we stop attaching that sort of pleasure with guilt and shame.
Source: The Guardian
Image: Veronica Avluv in Is It A Penal Offense by Brazzers
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