The problem with being a male such as myself is that you can't always be sexually satisfied enough. Now I know what you are thinking, "He's a guy, they are never sexually satisfied." However, in my case, it is the constant truth for me. Most guys are happy if the come once or twice a day. Three or four times and they are ecstatic. I, however, need—not want,...
It all depends on you in the end. You need to decide if you want to take pride in your submission or do you want to be humiliated by it. Would you like to be treated like a prized possession, to be placed in ways I find pleasing and, in exchange, have all your needs be met at my whims? Or do you want to be treated like a slut, to be taken as many times and b...
Authors note: I am a straight guy with a lifelong love of bondage. I have had a special love for edging ever since I saw my big sister's "Joy of Sex" with the picture the guy tied spread eagle while the girl sat on him and teased his cock. I have tied and been tied by women many times, and enjoyed it thoroughly. However, when they took the dom role, I never...
Rupesh tore the shirt open with the hunger of a child on Christmas morning. Chocolate fondue! Rich, smooth and dark, glistening with a light perspiration, skin pouring forth from the opening he'd made. Not an ounce of fat to spoil his lean holiday treat. The decorative party ribbons that bound Ahmad's hands behind the chair forced the prisoner's succulent f...
I was resting my shoulders on the platform now, Jorgen was standing with his cock buried to the base, and Anders was now licking the white gooey mess off his left hand. A moment later and I felt the pull of Jorgen's cock withdrawing. He was still semi-hard, his cock glistening in his own handy work. His hairy chest heaved with deep breaths of completion. "B...
If any of them had been asked to pinpoint the moment it started, they probably wouldn't had known what to say. But somehow...it started. Casper and Aaron both thought of themselves as straight, and they had both had multiple girl friends; but somehow; sometime; they had started to think about each other in a new, unusual way. When they found out they we...
"I agree that it sounds peculiar and there may have been some foul play involved, but I can't understand exactly why you have come to me, Mr. Reardon. Whatever it was, it's over and done with and no ransom was ever demanded—or at least you say none was demanded and paid that you know of. As you say the police told you when you went there, it would be very di...
I started to come to. Through the grogginess, I could sense that something wasn't quite right: My range of motion seemed too constricted, and I wasn't able to stretch my limbs. Rising panic cleared away the vestiges of any heaviness that plagued my thoughts, and with horror, I took in my situation. I was lying on my back in bed. My hands and legs were up in...
The sweaty crowds heaving through the tube station pressed their two very different bodies together. When this happened, Mark was harshly reminded of the reality of the situation. This reminder came in the shape of barely-constrained, python-sized cock that pressed painfully into his upper back. The gaze of anyone looking would only take in the muscle-bound...
All he could think of was the pain. It was a long time since something had hurt this much but he was determined that he would not give them the satisfaction of knowing it. So he curled up in a foetal ball and tried not to let them kick him to death, or damage his face too much. When he had given them the missive for this job he had specified that they did no...