pick someone hot, anyone, maybe a celebrity. now imagine you are offered sex without strings attached with him or her. while there would be no real power play with the sex itself, the person controlling the relationship will be that someone, who will decide such things as when, where and how (or if) to have sex or to call off the relationship.
would you? you might want to indicate if you’re a man or a woman.
You know, you’re taking all the fun out for some of us.
You’re really taking all the fun out for some of us.
Yep.
But not all of us. 
“no real power play”, don’t mean no play acting, that someone is really open to experimentation 
So, say I was Dustin Hoffman, and I gave the producers of The Messenger a kickback so that I could play The Conscience to Milla Jovovich’s Joan of Arc, thereby derailing the movie just so that I could do get inside somebody’s head and play around (“We’ll do it through method acting. Mr. Director, don’t say anything and don’t stop the cameras. I’ll have it done in one take.”) would that fit the OP?
No, I wouldn’t. It just wouldn’t be fair.
I’ve already said I’d cut off a finger to have sex with Vin Diesel.
I bid a batch of freshly-baked cookies and my very best effort for the attentions of Meryl Streep, who just keeps looking better and better.
Oh, I’ll sleep on the wet spot, too.
Would I accept a booty call from a celebrity is what you’e asking. Since I accept them from non-celebrities why wouldn’t I accept them from a famous person?
I’d give up chocolate for a week to have sex with Kasey Kahne.
I’d sweat nervously, act awkwardly, talk in unintelligible mumbles, and generally act like the biggest loser ever while trying desperately to be witty, suave, and debonair.
It’s what I do every time I’m interested in someone.
I’d give up the internet indefinitely for James Marsters or Alexis Denisof. I’d give up the internet for a year for JM and AD at the same time. I’d give up the internet forever if Mrs. Alexis Denisof joined in the fun.
And considering the fact that I’ve got a full blown internet addiction…
At this moment in time, yes I would. I’m free and single and getting some is better than none, even on their terms, and the person in my mind is sizzlingly hot.
Aaaaaaaah.
Sorry, got distracted. What was I saying. Oh, yes. Well, if I were in a relationship then obviously, no, and ditto if I weren’t but was in a flirt/courting ritual/half chance with someone which might lead to a more equal relationship that was less based on lust.
Two conditions, though.
Even though they call the shots, I don’t want this to be the case because they are famous, i.e. I’m not a groupie. If it is a side effect of the fame, as in, will ring me when in my neighbourhood but travels a lot, that’s okay.
Secondly, I do not want to deal with a girlfriend. He wouldn’t have to be faithful, but I don’t want to know about his “real” woman. Either he’s a single and a bit of a flooze or she lives far away and I don’t get to hear about her or see her.
Now I’m off dreaming of this scenario. 
P.s. I’m female if that’s of any additional interest.
And by that post, I meant I would **give ** off a pathetically obvious vibe that I’m interested but am too cowardly to let them know or even act on it.
That’s what I get for trying to be clever when I’m sleepy.
(I’m even sleepier now though. Wonder how much sense ***this ** * post will make tomorrow afternoon?)
I would let Julia Stiles have sex with me.
You throw me the Whip, I throw you the Idol.
No time to argue … You Throw me the Whip, I throw you the Idol.
Well, Ok. Go ahead, but you had better make that Kelly Clarkson that you throw at me and not and Ruben Studdard.
I’m not sure which question you’re asking.
Are you asking what I would give to have sex with Salma Hayek?
Or are you asking if I would accept a sexual relationship with Salma Hayek, on the condition that she has complete control over how that relationship is conducted?
(My answer would be: “anything,” and “yes.”)
And you notice your fly is open, too. You and I must have gone to the same finishing school.
Overheard in the public restroom: “That’ll leave a skidmark all the way to the treatment plant!”
I’d give up a Klondike Bar.
I’d have sex with Rosanne to have sex wtih Natalie Portman