The root of conventional sex play vs. the avant-garde desires of temptation
leads me to this inquiry.

Is anyone truly Vanilla?

In the bondage world, a little roping, some leather straps, a set of steel
handcuffs, hell even household seran wrap can start off a wickedly
wonderful session. The visual alone sets off a sub missive’s mind. The
restraint oozes foreplay, and the anticipation of what will happen next. As
the knots form, the leather tightens, the cuffs click, the clingy film seals
your powerlessness, its the trust, the respect, the acceptance of our partners
cravings that lead the acts to a euphoric ride, such as a roller coasters peaks
and lulls.

In straight sex, its equally done. Aaaahh you say, how is that? Well, tell me,
have you ever held a partners hands tightly above their heads or forcefully
held them to their sides in the moment of ecstasy? Grant it there was no
visible hardware. No words were expressed before hand, no prelude to this
act. Your partner trusts, respects and accepts those interlocking fingers. An
intense orgasm. Best sex ever! Yet with no communication you will ever
know what the norms are?

So the question I ask ... Is anyone truly Vanilla?