She likes clothespins pinching up and down her body, especially on her nipples. She particularly enjoys removing the clothespins after twenty or thirty minutes and the pain that burns across her flesh as the blood comes rushing back.

  She owns a black mini dress made mostly of spandex; she likes to wear it with a garter belt and stockings in spiked heels. She hates wearing panties. She likes to diddle herself while driving; she owns a small car so that she can put on a show for people driving larger vehicles. Sometimes, she gets so turned on walking down the street like this, that her juices trickle down her thigh. On occasion, she will insert a black, twelve inch dildo into her pussy and go shopping. If she hasn't been keeping up with her exercises, or if she becomes fatigued, it slips and may protrude from beneath her skirt.

  She once was caught giving a stranger a blowjob in the adult section of a video store. The clerk put her in a small room and locked the door. She waited for the police. The clerk came back a few minutes later and asked for a blowjob. She happily complied. She prefers sex with strangers.

  She once had sex with a rock star in the back of his limo.

  She likes to be called slut, whore, cunt, dog and bitch while she fucks. She wants to be fucked hard.

  When she was eighteen and home alone for the weekend, she was masturbating on all fours in her room. She was moaning very loudly and didn't hear him. She felt a warm, wet sensation on the back of her thigh, it was the families' Labrador Retriever. She was shocked at first, but continued pleasuring herself in spite of the dog's presence. The dog's course tongue caused her to climax harder than she ever had before. To this day, she has told no one about this.

  She takes pictures of herself ; her breasts; her ass; her pussy; her legs; her feet. Once the film is developed, she looks at the pictures and writes trashy love letters and poetry based on them. On her mischievous occasions, she will place the letter and pictures in a perfumed envelope and send it to an address she chose randomly from the telephone book.

  She prefers group sex to one on one encounters. She prefers to be objectified rather than personified. She likes to be bound – hand and foot – and pleasure large groups of men. She likes the feeling of being fucked and filled with come.

  She hopes one day to own a Great Dane.

  She likes candle wax, especially on her pubic region. She likes the sting of a riding crop; the triangular welts that rise and the way they feel the morning after. She likes the taste of blood, "a delicacy", she says, whether hers or someone else's. She lies to force and be forced.

  She learned to dominate from a submissive, who dominated her from the submissive position. It was a mind fuck she never truly got over.

  Frequently, she holes herself away from everyone and sinks deeply into herself. At these times she masturbates passionately, often with a straight razor as her companion. She lets blood and slowly sinks into the recesses of her mind allowing her fantasies to flow freely. She imagines herself dead, or dying; imagines violations of her body as she leaves this world; imagines finding some necrophiliac who will take her and keep her and love her until there is nothing left of her.

  She is tall and svelte, like a model, and beautiful in an exotic sense. Her hair is black with auburn highlights, her eyes deepest blue. Her pubis is waxed smooth as a newborn's skin. She constantly aches for passion, pleasure and degradation. She is part animal, part machine. She is instinct and mechanics.