Me too.
I always fear standing on broken glass or tacks, nails or spittle (apparently the lastest craze for the adolescent generation).
A couple of days ago I bearfooted a way through a muddy wood, but I suddenly had the intense fear of some unknown, unnamable (but thoroughly non-existant) parasite living in the mud waiting to burrow through my foot and enter my bloodstream, so I fearfully put my shoes back on.
I would try it again for sure, as soon as I reassure myself about the 'deadly' dangers I imagine I would face actually doing so.
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. . . .Male
Hard Limits:.Public/Permanent/Illegal/Fecal matter/Family/ Friends/Severe pain/Xdressing
Dislikes: . .. Involving Urea or Semen/Medium pain
I reserve the right to refuse to do any dare, and to subsequently update my limits from there Up to hard limits is OK
..Not frequently active anymore
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