1. Pieces-How do you keep yourself ready for sex


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    away. My girlfriend has told one of her friends at work that she kept my cock locked in a cage. She even showed her friend the key, and a picture of me. It was only a matter of time before she was invited over to the house to see for herself. I was made to stand before her, strip off all my clothes and present myself to her. She laughed, and her first comment was how small my cock was. She reached out and grabbed my balls and squeezed them, smiling as I grimaced. She pulled on my cage, twisted it, making sure it held me securely, but pulling and pinching and hurting my cock and balls as she did. Finally, my girlfriend told me that her friend had a very good idea on a way to decide how often I could cum in the next year. My eyes opened wide as I just stared at my girlfriend. Laughing, her friend explained that I could chose a number. That number would either be how many times I got to cum for the next year, or how many days I had to wait between orgasms. Which it would be would be determined by the flip of a coin. Grinning widely, she laughed and said, “Go on, little boy, pick a number.” My mind raced, as I looked from her to my girlfriend and back, they were both grinning now. I did math quickly in my head. Did I want to play it safe, pick 19 and get the same number of orgasms either way? Or did I want to pick a different number, hoping that I could get more orgasms? I had been locked in my cage for over three weeks. No orgasm, unable to even get hard without it hurting. My ...
    cock wanted more than 19 orgasms this year. I was definitely thinking with my cock when I answered “Three, Miss.” The women howled with laughter. Her friend said, “You are a horny little slut. I do hope it doesn’t blow up in your face.” Both women were grinning, I knew they each wanted to see heads come up, while I was praying for tails. Her friend flipped the coin, as I watched it spin in the air my cock was eagerly hoping for tails, but there was a little part of my mind that was saying, “Would heads really be all that bad?” I was desperate. It was the fourth time in the past six months I was late with rent. When I told my landlord he just looked at me. He told me he would give me one more week to come up with the money if I sucked his cock. I quickly refused and he just laughed. “Fine”, he said. “Rent in full by this evening or the eviction notice will be on your door in the morning.” I gave in immediately, really had no choice. I started to get on my knees and he laughed again. “Oh no, Princess” he chuckled, “I want you all dressed up and pretty.” I blushed. When he had come to do some repairs a few weeks earlier he had walked in on me while I was dressed in lingerie and heels. Completely defeated I nodded, said “Yes Sir” and turned to walk into my bedroom. He followed me and watched as I changed. He smiled wickedly as I stripped, exposing my smoothly shaven body and small cock. It was very humiliating to put on stockings and garters and panties as he watched. A bra with ...