Bound and Broken Reluctant First Time Gay BDSM
While Jack is investigating a pair of missing girls near Munich, he discovers a depraved sex dungeon under a German castle that is beyond his darkest dreams. Before he can escape with the news, he's captured by the sadistic Count that owns the castle. The Count has plans for him, plans that Jack will be powerless to resist.
This short story is intended for adults only. It contains reluctant gay sex, BDSM, forced seduction and brutal humiliation.
Excerpt:
I hung in the stocks, letting myself relax as much as a man in my situation could. I've spent time in a Central American prison. I've spent time in a Pakistani jail. This was a Caribbean cruise by comparison.
The footsteps returned. "Now soldier man, it us just you and me. The girls have gone to bed."
The Count stepped in front of me. He pulled the jacket of his suit back, showing off his prodigious bulge. Oh what the fuck?
"You like what you see, no? I have heard this about you navy types." He unzipped his slacks, exposing an erection a porn star would envy. His cock looked like it belonged on a horse. It was so big I thought it had to be fake. My asshole clenched up tighter than Scrooge's fist. This guy was not about to fuck me, was he?
"I see the fear in your eyes." He crouched before me, just a few inches from my nose. "I don't know who you are, or why you are here, but I am untouchable with my government. As you have seen, I have not harmed the girls. Yet." He leaned forward, kissed me delicately on the forehead with the softest lips I'd ever encountered. One finger stroked along my jawline. "You will enjoy this, I think."
This guy was a madman. A bona fide lunatic. Fear coursed through me. That "yet" echoed in my ears. Whatever game the girls thought they were playing, he was up to something more sinister.
He disappeared behind me, and I heard the squelching burp of a bottle of lube followed by the sound of a man stroking his own cock. A cold, wet hand touched me between my cheeks and rubbed lube all over my ass.
"You must relax, soldier man."
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This short story is intended for adults only. It contains reluctant gay sex, BDSM, forced seduction and brutal humiliation.
Excerpt:
I hung in the stocks, letting myself relax as much as a man in my situation could. I've spent time in a Central American prison. I've spent time in a Pakistani jail. This was a Caribbean cruise by comparison.
The footsteps returned. "Now soldier man, it us just you and me. The girls have gone to bed."
The Count stepped in front of me. He pulled the jacket of his suit back, showing off his prodigious bulge. Oh what the fuck?
"You like what you see, no? I have heard this about you navy types." He unzipped his slacks, exposing an erection a porn star would envy. His cock looked like it belonged on a horse. It was so big I thought it had to be fake. My asshole clenched up tighter than Scrooge's fist. This guy was not about to fuck me, was he?
"I see the fear in your eyes." He crouched before me, just a few inches from my nose. "I don't know who you are, or why you are here, but I am untouchable with my government. As you have seen, I have not harmed the girls. Yet." He leaned forward, kissed me delicately on the forehead with the softest lips I'd ever encountered. One finger stroked along my jawline. "You will enjoy this, I think."
This guy was a madman. A bona fide lunatic. Fear coursed through me. That "yet" echoed in my ears. Whatever game the girls thought they were playing, he was up to something more sinister.
He disappeared behind me, and I heard the squelching burp of a bottle of lube followed by the sound of a man stroking his own cock. A cold, wet hand touched me between my cheeks and rubbed lube all over my ass.
"You must relax, soldier man."
Bound and Broken Reluctant First Time Gay BDSM
While Jack is investigating a pair of missing girls near Munich, he discovers a depraved sex dungeon under a German castle that is beyond his darkest dreams. Before he can escape with the news, he's captured by the sadistic Count that owns the castle. The Count has plans for him, plans that Jack will be powerless to resist.
This short story is intended for adults only. It contains reluctant gay sex, BDSM, forced seduction and brutal humiliation.
Excerpt:
I hung in the stocks, letting myself relax as much as a man in my situation could. I've spent time in a Central American prison. I've spent time in a Pakistani jail. This was a Caribbean cruise by comparison.
The footsteps returned. "Now soldier man, it us just you and me. The girls have gone to bed."
The Count stepped in front of me. He pulled the jacket of his suit back, showing off his prodigious bulge. Oh what the fuck?
"You like what you see, no? I have heard this about you navy types." He unzipped his slacks, exposing an erection a porn star would envy. His cock looked like it belonged on a horse. It was so big I thought it had to be fake. My asshole clenched up tighter than Scrooge's fist. This guy was not about to fuck me, was he?
"I see the fear in your eyes." He crouched before me, just a few inches from my nose. "I don't know who you are, or why you are here, but I am untouchable with my government. As you have seen, I have not harmed the girls. Yet." He leaned forward, kissed me delicately on the forehead with the softest lips I'd ever encountered. One finger stroked along my jawline. "You will enjoy this, I think."
This guy was a madman. A bona fide lunatic. Fear coursed through me. That "yet" echoed in my ears. Whatever game the girls thought they were playing, he was up to something more sinister.
He disappeared behind me, and I heard the squelching burp of a bottle of lube followed by the sound of a man stroking his own cock. A cold, wet hand touched me between my cheeks and rubbed lube all over my ass.
"You must relax, soldier man."
This short story is intended for adults only. It contains reluctant gay sex, BDSM, forced seduction and brutal humiliation.
Excerpt:
I hung in the stocks, letting myself relax as much as a man in my situation could. I've spent time in a Central American prison. I've spent time in a Pakistani jail. This was a Caribbean cruise by comparison.
The footsteps returned. "Now soldier man, it us just you and me. The girls have gone to bed."
The Count stepped in front of me. He pulled the jacket of his suit back, showing off his prodigious bulge. Oh what the fuck?
"You like what you see, no? I have heard this about you navy types." He unzipped his slacks, exposing an erection a porn star would envy. His cock looked like it belonged on a horse. It was so big I thought it had to be fake. My asshole clenched up tighter than Scrooge's fist. This guy was not about to fuck me, was he?
"I see the fear in your eyes." He crouched before me, just a few inches from my nose. "I don't know who you are, or why you are here, but I am untouchable with my government. As you have seen, I have not harmed the girls. Yet." He leaned forward, kissed me delicately on the forehead with the softest lips I'd ever encountered. One finger stroked along my jawline. "You will enjoy this, I think."
This guy was a madman. A bona fide lunatic. Fear coursed through me. That "yet" echoed in my ears. Whatever game the girls thought they were playing, he was up to something more sinister.
He disappeared behind me, and I heard the squelching burp of a bottle of lube followed by the sound of a man stroking his own cock. A cold, wet hand touched me between my cheeks and rubbed lube all over my ass.
"You must relax, soldier man."
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| BN ID: | 2940015992380 |
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| Publisher: | Vivian Leigh |
| Publication date: | 01/12/2013 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 112 KB |
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