I should have saved my breath; all I got for my begging was
a gag that snapped to the hood just like the blindfold. When he came back, he was carrying a pair of scissors. Indian porn Got that?”
Reluctantly I pulled away from his boot. Uploaded to EYE CONTACT BBS, San Francisco, (415) 255-5972
BILL
By Luke Owens
Portland can be a boring town. Finally, when I was
limp against the post, it stopped. I’m not so turned on
by the soles, but it’s all part of the scene, so when Bill
lifted the boots for me to clean the soles, I did. “More, boy?”
“Sir, yes, Sir!” Then I had a thought. When he was done, Bill stood back and waited. He hit me on top of my head, hard. After a while, Bill came back over, grabbed me by the
collar and pulled me to my feet. He got me into the garage and closed the door. “We won’t bother with the gag until I decide you need it. Then he
put the gag back on me and went around behind me. Now Bill wasn’t a prettyboy, but he was the hottest man I
have ever seen.