Devilish cruelty
It all started when my wife and I were watching television one night; it was one of those police detective shows that proliferate across the weekly viewing, in this one the villain had a sadistic kink and was capturing young girls and tormenting them. We watched it through and then went off to bed. We talked of the show and agreed that the plot had been rather stupid. Somehow though, we began talking of the kink the guy had towards girls. “I can’t see any pleasure in hurting someone like that unless they wanted to be hurt,” I commented. My wife was a little surprised and asked would I like hurting a girl if she wanted it. I felt a bit embarrassed at what I’d unthinkingly said. “Well, if someone wanted it,” I mumbled. “Would …