The smell of decay is in the air, lad. I have seen forums die before. Finally, only a few stars twinkle now and then, and then it is dark.
Likely the owners have got her up for sale. Some new masters should be coming in, we will see what is in the wind then. Get your whips and chains out. The rumor is erotic humor. Okay, I'll bite.
I took this girl home the other night. She says, "I don't do fetishes."
"Good," I said, "I don't either. Here's an enema kit. Doll yourself up with it and I will see you in ten."