I have been reading on here for years.
Looking for things that resonate with my reminiscing.
All the stories are quite complete.
Some stories start but dont continue. I assume the writer got his rocks off writing it and logged off, and some realise what a phaff it is to type this stuff
Am I the only one who remembers fragments and racks their brains trying to recollect more?
Like this one.
I had better add that I have never done anything Non-consensual. (Never been that d*unk. lol)
So this has to have been on a CNC basis.
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I have no idea what lead to this. How it started.
In stockings suspenders and bra.
Enter the room carrying 2 cups of tea. Put tea down for 2 men sat on sofa.
One points to my erection and says “It is not supposed to enjoy this.”
A 3rd man (Came in with me? Lead me in? Pushed me in?) says something like “I can fix that. This one is easy.
Ordered to stand, back to the wall.
Pause. I think 3rd man left the room I guess to fetch things. Not sure.
Ordered to stand in front of men on sofa. Hands cuffed behind back. Metal cuffs. HATE them to this day!. Leather cuffs a nice. Metal is nasty.
3rd man says “Pull and squeeze its nuts.”
Does not take long till I am in tears and very flaccid indeed!
(Hmmmmm. .This is way before the event that I think caused my lifelong tenderness of balls. (ponder later))
3rd man behind me arms round me puts some kinda plastic pipe over my cock and held in place by tape and a strap. No idea of the details but I guess a home made cock cage, Before such things were made to buy?
“ Now it cannot enjoy anything.”
Thats it. No idea what happened next.
No idea if the “cage” hurt, was uncomfortable or how I felt about it. Not a clue.
(Sigh)
