Any Hole
For some reason, unknown to me, the blindfold made me feel much more vulnerable and helpless than my nudity, or my bondage For some reason, unknown to me, the blindfold made me feel much more vulnerable and helpless than my nudity, or my bondage. I knew where I was; my Master had driven me out to this isolated truck stop, off the main highway, full clothed, and unbound, my eyes taking in the sights along the way. We pulled in to the parking lot, and He took me into the men?s room. I...