From Wired, an article about Japanese love hotels from a book "Love Hotels" by American photographer Misty Keasler:
For decades Japan's love hotels have provided a place for couples to enjoy anonymous, uninterrupted sex. Politician and secretary, teacher and student, husband and hooker -- all are welcome, as long as they pay in cash and leave when the time limit is up. But 2006 spawned a new type of love hotel. Decorated with theme park interiors and equipped with game consoles, karaoke boxes and sex machines -- these establishments provide kinky fun for all types, from fetishists and sadomasochists to the ordinary couple seeking sexual adventure.
It doesn't matter what turns you on, you just cannot act on certain fetishes. Nobody knows or cares what turns you on if you don't act on it. If your fetish is to spank your girlfriend, you need to make sure she is OK with it; in the case of a child, who can never be "OK with it," you just have to find some other outlet.
If you can't, society will remove you from its midst, as it should.
Most people just can't help what turns them on.
ME! One word: Weightlesness. Ok one more word: Floating.