Breakdown Motel Part 2 (Gay Bdsm Erotica)
“His eyes were closed, a futile attempt to focus his thoughts on something else, anything besides his current predicament. But with the sound of that single click, there was no escaping it. Jeff was trapped.
“I remember building these stocks myself,”
Mason muttered, half talking to himself. He stepped back to admire the sight of his naked captive bent over, his neck and wrists pinned between the two heavy slabs of wood, his ankles chained to the device’s base. Mason had led a bound Jeff about fifty meters into the desert. Now, locked into this archaic apparatus, he could only just barely make out the distant glow of the motel’s neon orange sign somewhere beyond the hills that obstructed his view of the horizon and, perhaps more importantly, obstructed the horizon’s view of him.
A few feet away, Dwayne began pouring a can of kerosene over a sizable stack of wood and dry brush. After emptying it, he struck a match and dropped it, immediately igniting the bonfire, a devilish red glow flic...kering to life across his face.MoreLess
“I remember building these stocks myself,”
Mason muttered, half talking to himself. He stepped back to admire the sight of his naked captive bent over, his neck and wrists pinned between the two heavy slabs of wood, his ankles chained to the device’s base. Mason had led a bound Jeff about fifty meters into the desert. Now, locked into this archaic apparatus, he could only just barely make out the distant glow of the motel’s neon orange sign somewhere beyond the hills that obstructed his view of the horizon and, perhaps more importantly, obstructed the horizon’s view of him.
A few feet away, Dwayne began pouring a can of kerosene over a sizable stack of wood and dry brush. After emptying it, he struck a match and dropped it, immediately igniting the bonfire, a devilish red glow flic...kering to life across his face.MoreLess
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