" And I loved the way that felt. That private battle, and the way I always caved in the end.
So maybe it was fucked up, but to me that was kind of the point of kink. Not the fucked-up-ness, exactly, but the fact that you got to piss on society’s idea of fucked up. And nobody could stop you. Finger-waggers couldn’t storm your house and tell you it was wrong for one person to call another a kike or a cunt or a fag. Couldn’t stop you from taking a shit on your partner’s face. Couldn’t say you were weak or crazy for wanting to be dressed like a baby or walked like a dog. With kink, you had the power to be your sickest, most secret self.
Maybe one of my goals could be to make that sickness less secret. "

― J.A. Rock , 24/7 (The Subs Club, #4)