Bondage for Breakfast

Michael woke from a sound sleep tied naked and spread-eagle to his bedposts. His latest gorgeous overnight lover stood in the bedroom door holding a silver tray. She wore nothing but an evil grin and an apron. Her voice was playful as she looked hungrily between his legs, a razor in one hand, shaving cream in the other, and some wicked punishment obviously on her mind. “Morning, sleepy head. Do I have plans for you!”

Only happy to start the day with a hearty breakfast, hot sex and CBT, he was more than eager to play along. But it wasn’t until after she’d gagged him, and he saw the other things on her tray, that he realized exactly what kind of sadistic and crazy things this women he barely knew really had in mind.

(Editor's Note: This work contains graphic language and sometimes extreme sexual depictions of consensual male bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age.)