I once had sex with a woman after 50 shades of grey was released that didn’t want to be treated like an infallible woman by a billionaire who was both utterly intuitive and insanely attractive. She still wants to be abused and demoralised, but in a somewhat understandable way that comes from 16 years of shit marriage. I now like being loved for who I was all along... A man who really enjoyed having unrestricted sexual communication towards every potential lay with no unrealistic expectations whilst being a balding, middle class, peaked at 33, socially retarded, hates team sports kinda guy. I’m going to marry that freak mid next year.

TLDR: Fetishised perfection and it was awkward for me to admit that I found it.