Shove me to my knees, piss in my face, make me call you Daddy, beat me til I cry.
Let's engage in humiliation, watersports, role-play, and corporal.
I hate fetish labels. They distance and categorize everything that's supposed to be nasty and messed-up and visceral. It's like eating pizza with a knife and fork. Labels give a weird sort of legitimacy to things that are only hot because they're illegitimate. They're useful for detached third-person discourse I guess, but trying to "engage in corporal" when you want to be fucking hit is a miserable thing.