Gay Dungeon for the Straight Boy (Classic Romance Book 2)

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Jordan glowered at Dewey, furious at this further evidence that the news of his humiliating situation was spreading like wild fire. “Shut up, if you want to keep your teeth!” he snarled. During the 90s a Latino friend of mine started producing what he called “Dungeon Dances.” These were kinky dances where leather folks would go to dance and to play at the same time. I loved to go there because of the play not the dancing. It also gave me an opportunity to reach out to young men interested in BDSM and leather but who would not set foot inside the Eagle. I have always liked reaching out to the new generation, not only because I am attracted to younger men (Remember Batman and Robin), but because it gives me a venue to teach others what I did not have the chance to learn when I was in my twenties. At first he did not recognise them, but they certainly recognized him “Hi Jordan!” sniggered Dewey Rees a small built guy in baggy red swimming shorts “Aren’t you supposed to be bare assed? I head you burnt your asshole!” March 1999 arrived, and I drove to Atlanta with boy bobby in my new conversion van, which I bought a few months before for the “family” to come. I was looking forward to this trip and to this event. Finally something different was on the Kinky horizon.

The classes, the presenters and panelists were a validation of my inner feelings. I was not alone. What has been cruising my brain for so long, can be done. Time to act. Time to be myself. Time to be real. Master Taíno was born. When we registered, for the first time I was asked for a scene name for the badge. For the first time, I had a badge saying “Master Taíno,” the same name I had been using at the SigMa dungeon for the last couple of years and the same name I had been using on my vanity license plates for both of my vehicles. Many in the community, including my now good friend, Guy Baldwin, believe that we should use our real names as a way to be totally out. I respect that opinion but also I disagree. Each person has to make his own decision on what works for him. So I am going to explain why I use Master Taíno and not my legal name. Still tied up and duct tape gagged, he had been hing fron the ceiling by his blue speedos, in an uncomfortable and embarrassing wedgie. Adding to his humiliation a white surrender flag protruded from between his two now red and bad badly bruised and bitten butt cheeks, having been inserted deep into his ant bitten anus. The bathroom is equipped with a douche and a european shower with shower seat. Extra towels and bed linens are available.She’s flown over from New York, she says, especially to be part of London Fetish Weekend. She is one of many fascinating creatures who just seem born to be at a place like TG: sexually liberated and at one with the heady soup of nudity and sexuality on display. The Brighton Dungeon's Erotic Boudoir is ideal for overnight stays for couples (or more) wanting to explore their kinky side in a private and discreet location. You will have full use of all the dungeon playrooms and facilities. It is also very popular with visiting professionals such as Dominatrices/Mistresses/Masters who require a bedroom while their slave/sub. That was why I was very interested in the Multiple Relationships class. I felt that was what I wanted to do. So far, I had only seen one multiple relationship. A local friend in DC, Master Logger, had one slave and three boys. He had other things in common with me. He was my same age (I was just three weeks older), we both were born in Puerto Rico, and we both were Scorpio, a very dominant sign for those who follow the zodiac.

I began to attend as many events as I could and the fun really started. Now I would wear some leather when going to the Eagle, but I was still worrying about who might recognize me among the drivers of cars passing by. However, at that moment, Jordan was free from the myriad discomforts which had recently plagued his life. The Ranger, his new guardian, had agreed he could have a morning free from chores and had dropped him off at the old swimming pool at the edge of town “You can relax today” he had said “Tomorrow you have an important role to play at the local charity fair!” My journey began as a child. I was born and raised in a small town in the heart of the Island of Puerto Rico right in the middle of the 20th century. There was no Internet and you could not find anything on any alternative lifestyles in books, dictionaries or encyclopedias available to a child growing up in the 50s and 60s. Brighton Dungeon is a discrete, gay-friendly and private underground dungeon chamber. Located in Brighton on the South Coast of England a short walk from the seafront. Offering a unique kinky play space for adventurous couples, experienced players, photographers, Professional Masters and Pro-subs.

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Gingerly getting in to the cab – latex chaffs – I’m not entirely sure what I’ve just witnessed. As Wood had told me, ‘Fetish is really a term for your fantasies and obsessions’ and Torture Garden, as he had said, is certainly the place to explore those fantasies in a fun way among consenting adults. We stand watching. Taking it all in. It was hard not to feel like a voyeur. But people weren’t bothered. About 400 people gathered in Atlanta with one common denominator, we were all Masters and slaves. There have been many turning points in my life, but that weekend was the most important of all. It was the weekend that the closet doors came down for good. I was free to be myself, to be who I am. And I was not alone.

Having a 24/7 dungeon by the spring of 1997 was just awesome. I felt I was on the top of my game and my journey into the kinky BDSM world went full speed. Still when participating in public events like Gay Pride or marches, I always wore a hat, trying to conceal my identity from TV news cameras. Established in 2011, The Secret Dungeon is a boutique self contained accomodation and BDSM play-space that's ideal for any budding Christian Grey or Anistasia, as well as more experienced Dominants and submissives. Fully equipped, air-conditioned, lit and decorated for an authentic S&M dungeon atmosphere, yet warm, welcoming and with every creature comfort, it's the perfect location for an indulgent night -or more- of taboo passion and roleplay. Every Guest must sign a liability waiver before entering. It can be signed at door or guest may sign and submit their waiver from phone by scanning the QR code shown in the photos. In the medical room – where, to be honest, not much was going on, apart from the odd medical dummy getting a good feeling up – I meet US-based professional dominatrix Mistress Dee. Remember that itching powder you put in the kids clothes while they were in the shower?” he continued “Well we’ve got a different brand … this one is extra strong itching powder” he held up a small bag while tossing a similar bag of white powder to Sammy.Keeping the energy company happy, 2 different T.E.N’s units, a Tektronic and an ElectraStim, both with a selection of attachments for CBT and nipples and also a double headed pin wheel. There is also an Old style Violet wand, not a modern imitation, which of course has great potential. Apparently it’s a doddle, according to Monty Python. These allow Crucifixion by ropes and make for a great photo opportunity when completed, of course other things can be done too. I joined the Defenders Leather Levi Club a few months later and attended my first leather “run” or event. It was held in, of all places, Richmond, Virginia – the former capital of the Confederacy. During the first evening at that event there was a “slave auction” as an AIDS fund raiser and I ended up “buying” the most handsome of all the slaves. I called that my “baptism of fire.”