We all like to get a little kinky sometimes in the bedroom. But when you don't have a significant other to share it with, what the hell do you do?
Though some may reach for their vibrator or dildo, I turn to my trusty blowtorch.
Nothing makes me more passionate than firing that bad boy up and engulfing all of my possessions in flames. I scream in pleasure as the life I had known turns to ash and the possibility of a new existence lies ahead.
The orgasmic feeling of losing your mind and committing arson cannot be matched. And now they're hauling me to the mental institution, just as I had hoped. Those padded cells and straitjackets are just the kind of kink I am looking for after a night of supreme pyromania.