Torture stud Izzy Danger gets a happy ending

With his lithe body covered with lash wounds and his muscles quivering in agony, Izzy Danger mumbles to himself unintelligibly. The man torturing him loves his body: its thin waist and broad chest, lean but with just enough muscle. Today young Izzy suffers the worst torture yet. The next day he remains chained on the table but still cums on command after being whipped with a riding crop.

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Title: IZZY DANGER: Fantasy Boy – Chapter 8

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My Pal Jock and the Pillory

By Hunter Perez

I rode my bicycle up the driveway to my pal Jock’s home and found his garage was open. Parking the bicycle next to his Mercedes, I ventured into the garage and knocked on the door to the house.

“I’m downstairs, Bingo,” Jock yelled from the basement. “Come on down, I want to show you what I created.”

I came inside and found Jock at the bottom of the stairs to the basement. He was wearing a blue baseball cap that caused the ends of his reddish-blonde hair to curl in the most adorable manner, while his white t-shirt and black shorts hugged his tall muscular body.

“So, what do you want to show me?” I asked as I descended the stairs.

“You’re the first to see this,” he said in an excited voice. “It’s a prototype, but if it works I think I can make a fortune from it.”

I came into the basement and found a large wooden pillory at the center of the space. I pointed to the pillory and asked, “Are you building that for the Renaissance Fair?”

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The Man That Changed Me – Part 05

By Tigerkey

We spent a few months doing this, staying at each other’s place and in the end I asked Rob if he wanted more from me, as in sex and play? To which, of course, he said he did but only when I was ready.  So after an evening where we had chatted more about this I said to him that I truly wanted more but I had a fantasy about him, and that it was weird. He asked if I wanted to tell him about it and I said OK. It was to do with the paper he had given me about the commitment and said WELL it goes like this…

I was looking at him with the paper in my hands and I so wanted to find out what would happen but he had only given me 5 minutes to decide. Then I thought of one thing and asked ‘IF I do this, does it mean I have no say in anything that happens to me and you control EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE, WITH ME HAVING NO SAY?’ He said, ‘No, but you will do as I tell you most of the time but I’m not going into detail on anything until you are MINE, ALL MINE.

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