Fantasies are dangerous
The room was hot, and I could feel sweat running down my naked back. The rope, although soft was started to rub my wrists as I tried to get free, but I was wasting my time. My thighs were starting to ache from being held apart for so long, and I longed to close them, or at least move them a little but the leather straps held them firmly in place. I could not see anything due to the blindfold, and I wanted to ask what was happening, but the ball gag was filling my mouth, and I struggled to even...
Gay