Shameful Kinks

I'm a first-year law student and I feel so ashamed of what turns me on. It's not the usual stuff people talk about, it's something more twisted. Last night, after class, as I was walking home under the dim streetlights, my mind wandered to these dark fantasies involving strangers. I imagined being in this crowded cafe, feeling their eyes on me, and then suddenly finding myself cornered by a complete stranger who knows exactly what buttons to push. Their fingers would trace over every inch of my body, making me squirm with need. The worst part is, I wouldn't resist it at all, I'd melt into their touch, wanting more and more. It scares me how much this excites me, how desperately I crave that forbidden thrill. But every time I think about it, a chill runs down my spine because I know it's never going to happen, and yet the images won't leave me alone.