The first story was an excerpt from a book a classmate of mine was attempting to finish. Upon discovering that we had similar less than good Christian... leanings she had promptly co-opted me to proofread and help edit her manuscript. In one scene her main character instigated a gay bondage scene. Her descriptions were stimulating and vivid. The protagonist teased using his background with massage and various therapies to stimulate his willing captive. He used a belt to redden the other mans back. ", he gasped loudly, "...my cock is dying for some pussy!" "Ohh, yes Johnny, put it in me!... I want your cock in my cunt, now lover!"Johnny grabbed his young cousin's squirming asscheeks and thrust his hips upwards at the same time as Jenny bore down on him, impaling herself on his throbbing organ. The hot, little teenager squealed with pleasure as Johnny's lust-hardened cock entered her cunt, filling her tight little hole with more hot cockmeat than the young girl had ever experienced in her. A castrato, as fit his profession, but, except for his melodious soprano voice, showing nothing of the physical features, softness, flabbiness, obesity, that are generally believed to go with the loss of the male sexual organs — and he had lost them completely, by his own hands, and proud of it, penis and testicles, as I later had ample opportunity to see. I was happy to find out, almost on the first day, that he was as uncomfortable with the idea of our spending eight hours a day together, six. The company was mostly young singles looking to get experience quickly."I found myself shaking my head. "Well, I don't think anyone is going to bother reporting that crime now. However, and this might sound strange, I need you to remain in this pod for a couple hours. You are right that something funny is happening and I get this feeling that you are being set up to be blamed. Lie down on one of the beds if you want, but don't leave for now."With that I walked into the back where Linda was.