Everyone watched the stranger who had taken me away from the other men, several of them outraged.
“Listen,” I told him, “I’m more than happy to role play, but I don’t feel safe doing bondage with someone I don’t know.” He kept his hand on my ass and cupped the front of my jock with the other one. I’m usually so horny I want everyone: tall, short, fat, thin, young, old. But looking at this man’s face and body made me feel so overwhelmed with desire I breathed hard.
“I’m not talking about role playing,” he said.
“Then real slavery is definitely not my thing.” It was difficult to argue because I was hard as a rock. He stood there fondling me. I couldn’t keep from fantasizing about him throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me off.
He winked at me and then grimaced as he ripped my T-sh
