It's Dark.......and you are in complete and total control.

I am willingly tied hands up above my head from a rafter in your attic, blindfolded, sweaty, legs apart and my shorts are down just enough to reveal my hairless pubic area and the top of my cock. It's dark. Your eyes acclimatize to the dark, which is good because I am relying on your carefully aimed lasxes. Finally, you've had enough patience - you are hard, dripping pre-cum and ready. You have examined your large selection of flaxls, strxps, whxps and switches, and have decided to start with the suede flail, before graduating up through your collection to more precise and se vere instruments.
You stride over, fondle me with an animal sava gery, and rip my shorts off, tossing them on the floor. You take a step back and land the first laxh on the base of my dink, just where it protrudes from my lower abdomen. Then another blxw, and another, each progressively harder. The next strixe is halfway along my shaft, as are the next dozen, with the occasional strixe to the uncircumcised tip of my cock, and a few more to the sides, then a few sxings that strixe the underside of my cock, causing it to ricochet off my abdomen in in an almost comical fashion. You pause to consider the effects of your work, and watch me writhe around on the bindings of my hands..


But you're just getting started. You have All night and almost a dozen more instruments to use.....

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