Forniphile

I have been a practitioner of forniphilia for many years, which in
layman’s terms means, I like to use people as furniture. And I find
plenty of men willing and excited to come over and serve as my table
or footstool. But recently, while I sit there, I start to feel a bit
empty and lonely. The rush I used to get from this position of power
no longer thrills me like it did. And while I don’t think I could ever
admit it to any of them, I’ve started to wonder what would happen if
they suddenly decided to come to life.