The first rule of getting away with murder is; never, ever, tell anyone what you did. No matter what happens, do not admit, do not confess. Take that secret to the grave.
My first taste of electrosex; conclusion – Frankenfucking FTW!
Privacy; what does it mean and what is it for?
It looks like resistance, but there’s no conflict here. Only the bracing of myself to accept and endure such challenges…
My dream hi-tech wank-rig
I’m in the bedroom. Bent double over the foot of the bed, ankles cuffed to the posts, arms tied above and behind my head. Face in the mattress.
I can see you watching me. Oh, you avert your eyes when I look around, you pretend to be deep…
Until very recently, sex for me had never been an act of intimacy. Quite the opposite in fact, I used…
From the very depths of my masochistic painslut kink, a disturbingly ambiguous monologue on dark fantasies
Laugh into the voidcast your shadow whereverdarkness has prevailed Original photo by the fabulous Stuart F. Taylor