Chapter Four-Penance We both woke up at almost exactly the same time. He smiled at me and then laughed. "I'm so glad you're a morning man Jay." "Me too Chris, I love getting up early and training actually. Are you?" "Hell yeah, except for one thing might make me want to stay in bed today." "What's that," he said smiling. "This," and he put his hand on...
The young groundskeeper found himself totally naked and strapped tightly to the stool. Sitting upright with his legs slightly separated he was bound and could not move an inch, nor could he even flex or flinch, he was a total captive. Now he was inside the old abandoned hospital, long left to rot and ruin. The property management company paid him to keep the...
"Baby Girl you're fine," he said confidently as he danced beside me with my sexy wife. I was used to her getting hit on, especially by black men. She had a beautiful round ass and a trim waist that drew admiring looks wherever we went and it attracted black men to her like a moth to a flame. But I wasn't used to the man being so blatantly aggressive with her...
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It had been three days since I had been fucked four times within two days, and I was hiding out. I had taken a by-week apartment made over from a motel not too far from the campus, dropped the logic class, and kept as low a profile as I could. I'd found the former motel too noisy to study in, so I was camped out in a small overgrown park nearby, where I was...
I tried to shift up to my knees, but my hands were cuffed tight behind my back and my feet were bound. I looked up at the master and he repeated his command, "get up on your knees whore" I tried again and this time rolled up onto my shoulders than my knees. I struggled but managed to pull myself up. I stared at him with naive optimism that he would be pl...
It was raining again, not as furiously as it had been previous days, but a slow, lazy drizzle that was both annoying and persistent. Today, Santiago had meant to go out into the garden and tend the neglected mint and tomato plants, which he worried would be under siege by weeds and insects brought out by the downpour. Instead, it seemed he'd be spending yet...
The deep green water swirls as lazily as dreams. The drone of insects vibrating the heavy warmth of the sullen air. Small diamonds of water glisten in among the fine hairs of his bare body as he lies beside me on the gently undulating raft which bobs on the slow tide, tethered by a limp hawser to the tree-branch overhanging us, gifting us drowsing shade. I c...
King Edmond was in court. His nobles were all congratulating him and sharing condolences for the death of his father, King Robert. Edmond's elder brother, Alexander, was next in line for the throne of Alnwick but he was still in exile in the Easter Mandese Kingdom where he had eloped with the beautiful warrior Princess Mae Ling. He showed no sign of returnin...
I thought he'd suffered enough. But we'd reached a crossroads. Would I rather have his blowjob lips wrapped around my cock, lipfucking me, tonguebathing me? Or would I rather have his big, thick blond fuckstick filling my tight little asshole, massaging my prostate until he made me paint the ceiling with my boy-juices? Both sounded good. So I mumbled a quick...