Nobody ever really tells you what to expect. Taylor Mason thought he knew. He told himself it was something he really needed. He wanted to be naked and ready to serve. But there will be pain. He stared at himself in the mirror and told himself that. There would be pain from the lash, the flogger, the pinwheel and maybe he would be hooded and fucked. His cock started to rise a little when he thought of that and he ran a hand over his newly trimmed pubic hair and wondered if he would cum hard when it happened.
Taylor Mason is certain it is what he wants. His cock is semi-erect now, his balls hard and tight in a smooth bag that hangs neatly below his hooded cock. He holds it as he looks at himself in the bathroom mirror. His body is firm, his stomach as flat as he can get it. He has worked in the gym and his pecs are starting to firm up nicely. Taylor Mason is aroused at the sight of his own body and his cock starts to rise in his own hand. He wants to jack off and shudder as his knees bend and his... Read More...