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Title of this video: Switzerland In December – Part 25
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Hans-Peter of StudioGum shows off some interesting restraints:
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Title of this video: Switzerland In December – Part 25
StudioGum official site is here
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By Pickle
The dawning of the next day proved pleasantly mundane. I awoke in my own bed, back up in my farmhouse. The responsibility of owning livestock meant I’d reluctantly had to leave Steve’s bedroom in order to bring the cows back up from the pasture and get them into the barn in order to do the evening milking. Once again the milking process made me think of that night on the spaceship. That was only the night before last, but it felt like a year ago already.
I had no idea Steve was gay or even bi … or till that kiss, that he had ever looked at me in any way other than as his best buddy. I was happy but still a little surprised by what had transpired, and I wasn’t entirely sure at this early milking hour that it actually had occurred. I sucked back several strong black cups of coffee, and I was halfway through my third one before I could even begin to believe it hadn’t been some weird dream.
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By Pickle
I had been deposited back on the cowpath exactly in the spot from where I’d been abducted. I was again dressed as I’d been before it all happened, and seemingly no worse for wear. I lay there face-down on the muddy cowpath for a few minutes, soaked to the hide from the rain that was pelting down upon me and covered in muck, just trying to gather my wits.
I had memories of what I thought had happened but wasn’t sure if they were real. I thought I MUST have been hit by lightening and it had short-circuited my brain enough to give me those hallucinations, but I felt fine … better than I had ever felt, really REALLY good in fact. Kind of euphoric, but also full of energy and strength.
I felt around to the back of my neck, and sure enough, there was a slight, thin ridge. I’d be checking that out with mirrors as soon as I got inside my farmhouse. I checked my watch and it was only a little more than an hour after I’d left the cottage. In my mind, it had felt like days that I’d been aboard that starship, if I indeed HAD been.
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By Pickle
I woke up stretched out in a narrow spread-eagle over a large arch of some kind. I had long fantasized about those medieval wheel-shaped racks, and wondered how long I could tough it out on one. There was some deep, twisted part of me that truly wanted to know how much I could take on one of them.
Now here I was, stretched out fully, arms above my head, torso stretched tight, bent far enough backward that when I lifted my head I wasn’t able to see my legs beyond my upper thighs. I was naked. During the period of blackness I’d experienced, these insect-like hombres stripped me and attached me to whatever I was on. The stretch wasn’t painful, but I was definitely stretched taut on this thing.
At first I thought they had tapped into my brain and found my kinky desire to be put to one of these racks. Any time I wanted to rub one out fast I’d put a couple pillows on top of each other and lie arched backward over them presenting my gut “front and centre,” stretching my abs out. If I poked or punched myself in the navel in that stretched-out position while masturbating, I’d usually shoot my load within a minute or two at most. Saves time when you’re a horny guy but have a million farm chores to get done.