abysmale saidOK. I guess I just fail to see why you didn't adequately screen for nutcases before you started "fucking" them.
A fair criticism, worth exploration. In my case, I don't have a degree in any of the disciplines that might qualify me to pre-screen some trick before I jump into bed with him. Nor do I suspect he'd jump onto my analysis couch before he'd hop into my bed.
Which naturally raises the larger question of tricking itself, in which, virtually by definition, we don't pre-screen, we just fuck. Well, at that time I accepted the inherent risks of tricking with strangers (or near stranger in his case, I'd known him for about a month at a place where he bartended).
So I took my chances, and it went badly (the only one in my life, BTW, but of course once is enough, if he's like a murderous psychopath or something). My bad, and I paid the price, faked my orgasm to get out of there, and I tell the story as a cautionary tale at the expense of a laugh on me. My stupid/scary mistake, but the topic here is faked orgasms, and that's why I faked one.