Last night I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen for ages. It was good to see him again but what’s more important is that he reminded me of something I’d completely forgotten about.

He has a fetish, y’see. A peg fetish. Well that’s what he calls it although there may well be a ‘proper’ name for it that I don’t know about.

The thing is, Johnny likes to have pegs placed all over his body. He used to go to a madam who would oblige him with this but as she’s moved away from the area, he’s “without placement”, as he put it, and looking for a new lady to participate in his games.

His old madam used to give him a bag of pegs (the old fashioned wooden kind with a spring in the middle) and tell him where to put them. One on each toe, several on each ear, on his foreskin, on his cheeks, his lips, his tongue, his fingers and just about anywhere else it was possible to place a peg. In all, fifty of them were placed around his body.

It sounds pretty painful to me but I’m sure he’s not the only one with this particular fetish. And as I’ve said so many times before - each to their own.

Sadie xxx

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