The Fuck Slave II

After that brutal cock and ball torture, I was in excruciating agony. The ball-binder had been mercifully removed and so had the cock-sheath that contained those pointed needles. My eyes behind the blindfold were still wet. Never in my 36 years on th

The Fuck Slave

I awoke. My mind was in a fog. What the hell happened, I wondered? The last thing I remember was walking along a path when I felt a sharp wasp-like sting in my right buttock. Five seconds later darkness overcame me. Blindfolded, I was now spread-eagl