This used to be about sex. The literature of my people was pornography, filled with cries for mercy, drama enacted on people without prolonged negotiation, partners engaged in a dance in the middle of a bonfire. Now, it's 300-page manuals about how to make sure nothing bad will happen.
"Unsafe at Any Speed or: Safe, Sane and Consensual, My Fanny". Pucker Up (puckerup.com), Issue 1, p. 12, Winter 1995.
