Today’s moment of joy:

The most joyous thing I’ve seen today is a line of internal monologue in a BDSM romance as an in-over-her-head submissive is far too late with a vital realization: “This man was a Dom, not a play toy.” Yes, honey, but there IS a play toy in this scene…

It’s like that old funny-because-it’s-true joke about playing poker. If you can’t spot the chump at the table, the chump is you. Likewise, if you can’t spot the play toy in the BDSM scene…