I was at the tattoo studio with my girlfriend. I laid down while she was practically flirting with the artist. I just scoffed and didn’t say anything—let him deal with her. The guy kept his eyes on me, looking slightly annoyed by her… good.

I’d been wanting to break up with her for a long time, but I never had the right moment. As he worked further up my chest, I winced and squirmed. He glanced at me and warned me then praised me.

And just like that—I melted.

what a great way to discover a praise kink at 24 years old from a …man.