8-10 Years Ago.

Met a girl at a party. Hit it off. Had party coatroom sex. She then invited me to her house later that week.

I went and she wanted to get gagged. Like really gagged. So I obliged. Stopping at what I believed to be the last gasps of someone about to shed their mortal coil, i recoiled in horror, only to have her retch, sit up straight and say puckishly "why'd you stop?"

After a few sessions she then went on to say that she wished she had met me in a different way. I replied "you mean not fucking in a closet?" she said that I could be boyfriend material and asked me if I would like to be her boyfriend. And I asked what that entailed.

She replied "well all this, the sex and the choking, that goes away, and you'll have to earn it."

I thought about it for a second. Said "nah I'm good," and plunged myself back into the deeper recesses of her windpipe.

We stopped seeing each other shortly after that.