The Long Walk Home
A Fictional SPH Story by Camwhore1. Nathan had agreed to this. That was the thing he kept reminding himself as the blindfold slipped over his eyes and the zip-ties cinched tight around his wrists. He’d signed the contract. He’d paid the fee. He’d said the safe word they’d agreed on—”redlight”—and then immediately taken it back because he didn’t want to use it. He wanted this. “Got you, you little-dicked loser.” The voice was Cole’s—six-foot-four of pure gym-built muscle, a man
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