This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
I felt my dinner jacket being removed by Frank Hartley as Dave Whalley moved in to unbutton my shirt. Hands grappled with my trouser fastenings and I shot to protect them as I suddenly remembered I only had on a very small jockstrap underneath.
After volunteering to wash the warehousemen’s soiled clothes, Rajan and Mike are permitted to visit the hotel’s laundry room, while their masters chill out watching more Bollywood movies on TV.
I forgot to watch myself when posting rude remarks online. I was found out, and the Gay Master came to visit. He did everything to me that I'd said was crude and disgusting. This a fantasy piece.
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
“Sir, can I ask you a question?” Jason ventured after a lengthy but atmospheric silence.
“You just have,” I replied unhelpfully, distantly, and on automatic pilot.
“Why d’you shave your pubes, Sir?”
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
We were passing my study and I ushered him in and closed the door. Locking it, I swiftly pulled down my trousers and underpants and raised my shirt tails. Richard stared in open-mouthed wonder.
“Dial the number,” I ordered.
This chapter describes Master Mitch and his slave David’s, dinner invitations to Professor Masood’s house. Other student Masters join him. The Professor is known to take on Assistance Student Masters. Mitch is excited to find out if that is what the Professor has planned for him.
Having put the receiver down, I stood transfixed. My heart was beating faster. I could feel it pumping in my chest and throat. Was it all so very wrong, I asked myself? Should I have made up an excuse not to go? Jiminy Cricket was working overtime.
Richard had had to dress and leave quite sharply after he had completed his task of shaving my most intimate extremities. We had taken so long indulging our passion in the shower, we had lost all sense of time and it was really quite late
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
Alan Watson, already subjected to ever-growing humiliation at the hands of his sixth-form mentors, has been fitted with a portentous symbol of ownership which cannot be removed. The unfortunate man is condemned to wear a cock ring. And what is worse, it can be made to vibrate!
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
Taken from across the road, the picture showed me kneeling on my right knee as I tied the laces of my left trainer. Clearly visible was my scrotum bulging out of the right leg-hole of my ruckled-up shorts.
Richard was waiting for me on the landing with an open-mouthed kiss. Towel-clad at the hips in careless cavalier fashion, his ardour far from the dampness of his hair, he drew me towards his room unzipping my tracksuit top as he did so and combing his fingers hungrily through my chest hair.
This is a sequel to a previous story of mine called Civic Experiment. It will show the world with new slavery laws through the eyes of the various people around a small town. It will continue Tyler's story from Civic Experiment. Thank you for reading.
Eager to impress his father by joining his previous fraternity in college, the weak and soft Ben McDaniel has to go lengths to prove his worth to Tyler Davidson, the current vice president of the fraternity. Will he be able to endure or will his spirit be broken?
The final chapter in this cuck-and-bull story finds our protagonist, Orson, on vacation. Joined by his husband, Hector, and his handsome bull, Leighton, will Orson find happiness in this unique situation?
Over the remaining pack of beers, Dave Whalley, showing not the slightest shred of embarrassment about lounging naked in my living room, nor about his recent masturbatory activities, or even his professed pursuit of every opportunity to get his lips round my penis, unwound and revealed what he knew of the situation in which I now found myself.
Our protagonist, Orson, is finally getting married. When it comes to consummating the relationship, his new husband, Hector, and his bull, Leigh, have different plans.
Reluctant to face growing doubts about his own sexuality, Alan Watson is still in denial as he faces joining Richard’s parents for Sunday lunch. But first there’s a Saturday night in with a surprise visitor.
I had a bite to eat in town, as much as anything so that I could keep my clothes on. I spent much of the early afternoon pottering in the back garden for the very same reason, putting off for as long as possible the time I must spend in vulnerable nudity.