Richard's accustomed to being in charge at the bondage club, ordering men into humiliating, revealing situations. One night, he starts a scene that he thinks is going to be a little embarrassing pup-play. But soon it becomes clear that the submissive man in front of him is more of a dog than he should be. With the help of a domineering wrestler friend, Richard stumbles upon a new way to exert control over men, to humiliate them, and to train ...
A dissatisfied dom joins an exclusive BDSM club, but he must survive being a sub there before he can become a master. Can he withstand the pain and navigate the internal politics of this bizarre society?
Marc made his first pickup - Sean, a young body builder with a bondage fantasy. One evening in the deserted gym, Marc turned Sean's fantasy into reality
After I had him securely tied to the bed posts, I stared at his beautiful furry torso. "Hey." he said, snapping me out my daze. He didn't seem to mind it though...
The fourth tale from the stories this time it was with Spike. Hornier, sexier and a whole lot of fun. If you enjoy bondage or kinks, you'll love this story.
Have you ever known someone, someone who isn't the typical sexy, hot person everyone loves but someone who is the ultimate piece of hot ass you love? I have and his name is Mark. Bondage mad and something for everyone to enjoy.
This is a story for all those that always liked taht special someone and finally getting their hands on you or tehir cock in your mouth. All done in great bondage. Enjoy.
An unsuspecting motorist is stopped by the police and taken into captivity against his will. After enduring their torments, he is now turned over to another, even more sadistic officer.
Once in his room we pushed him down on his bed. My friend held his upper body flat down on the bed while I tied his arms to the bedposts. I just love four-poster beds, don't you? Once Jake was tied my friend took my video camera from the bag and began to film me taking off Jake's sock and shoes. Then his shorts. I was right. Instead of the boxers he usually wore, he was clad in briefs.
Palmer stripped off his tie and bound Harm's wrists behind his back. He ran his strong hands up Harm's chest and massaged his pecs, flicking his nipples and rolling them between his thumb and forefingers. Harm's head fell forward and he sighed deeply.