Elfi@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the... more@Lovelyman Once I used to hold back from sharing my face not to be recognised; in a second moment I understood that, instead, I desired to be recognised; so, I started publishing pictures with my face and, if possible, with body and face together in the same image. This, just with the goal to make know to those, site members, who recognise me because recognise my face, how my body is made; especially what my breast and my genital parts look like.
I know, it's a stupid thing; but I find it spicy. I like to be seen naked above all by those who know me and saw me always dressed: on the screens and, if it's possible, even better live. less
BabyHueyYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man... moreYou have an amazing body. I know I and probably lots of other men would love to spend some time exploring all the delicious secrets to be found there. I hope that when you share that body with a man it gives you at least as much pleasure as the man will have from you.
I am in the common room, relaxing by reading a light novel when someone calls me. "Jenny! Jenny!" I turn around, it is Lucy. "Jenny, the Big Guy said that the cake today was really wonderful and the guests were really pleased. You can return to your room ...
ElfiReally a great story, never boring although long! I saw myself in Jenny and started getting wet at the start of the fight. Will who win? I thought Jenny because she wrote. Instead no. When the tip was placed on the heart of Jenny I was near orgasm, ever... moreReally a great story, never boring although long! I saw myself in Jenny and started getting wet at the start of the fight. Will who win? I thought Jenny because she wrote. Instead no. When the tip was placed on the heart of Jenny I was near orgasm, ever more close while it descended into the chest. A fountain of blood squirting from the heart is a my ancient dream; often I thought I might really be willing to die, in order to see high red jets jumping high from my heart in front of many people.
Bernard Depomme
A well written, highly descriptive story of consensual enslavement and its outcome. A very good explanation of the rationale of surrendering "self" and how it can be appealing. Thank you for posting this.
