Could it be that I had actually turned into a BDSM snob? Have I become one of those people that could only enjoy her kinks with the finest of hemp rope or the highest quality leather cuffs? I had this thought a few weeks ago when a lover pulled out his white nylon rope to tie me to the bed before he had his way with me. Did he really pull out nylon? Any self-respecting bondage slut knows that hemp is the way to go. With this newfound realization of my BDSM snobbery I vowed to enjoy the moment, and…
