My First Meeting With Denise A story by Chris Straight @all rights reserved I was hiking in the hills just on the edge of the city. I had a favorite trail. It was quiet and peaceful. Lots of green shade and plenty of pine needles on the trail. When I came to a familiar fork in the trail, I decided not to take my usual path and instead I took the other trail, which was hardly visible. It dipped down for a while, and then curved around a bit. Then, without warning, I came upon a man and woman arguing. He was dressed in army camouflage—boots, pants, shirt, hat, the whole thing. She was… Read more

The naked young man's hands were bound and stretched to an O ring in the ceiling. His ankles were spread and fastened to the floor by strong ropes. A thin cord had been wrapped tightly around his ball sack, carefully knotted and then tied to a ring in the floor. Every time he moved, even slightly, his balls were stretched painfully. Another thin cord was tightly looped around the head of his cock, like a tourniquet around his growing erection. The two ends of this cord were looped around his hips and tied behind his back. He was vulnerable and totally helpless. Mistress walked towar… Read more