Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2007 21:48:37 -0800 (PST)
From: Brian Bqueman <mecollegeboi@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hookup Gone Bad Part 1

It started out as some innocent fun. My online profile
was just a joke. Sure I thought leather was hot but I
never had actually fantasized about sex in leather. So
it came as a huge surprise when this dreamy man
contacted me and wanted to hook up. I should have read
Jon's profile, but all I could do was look at his
amazing pictures. If I had to put on a leather outfit
to have sex with him it didn't seam like a big deal.
Who the fuck cares, anything to get his cock in my
ass.

I invited Jon over to my apartment for the night. He
didn't seam like the type who would want to waste time
with a date. I lived alone so it wasn't a big deal and
its not like I would have a roommate around to judge
me for my weakness for this hot man. When he asked
what I had for gear, I was a little embarrassed. I had
to admit that this was all new to me and that I
actually didn't own anything more then a leather
jacket. I was relieved when this didn't bother him.

Just as it started to get dark outside I heard a buzz
alerting me my visitor had arrived. I was a littler
nervous; I was hoping I knew what I was getting myself
into. The evening would be a total waste if he didn't
look anything like his photograph.  When he stepped
into my apartment my heart skipped a beat and my dick
doubled in size. He was far from a disappointment. No
he was just like the pictures in his profile, a bad
boy persona with tattoos down his arms and two pierced
ears. He had on a leather jacket and a bag slung over
his shoulder.

"Nice place you have here, where's the bathroom so I
can change?" he asked looking around and absorbing his
surroundings.

"Ohh its down the hallway and to the right"

It didn't take him long to change. He stepped out and
was in some leather chaps and some sort of harness. He
also had on an armband. This is the first time I had
ever seen someone dressed up like this in person and I
had to admit it looked pretty hot. I just kind of sat
there with my mouth open staring in awe. When I looked
up at his face I noticed that he looked pissed. "Why
the fuck do you still have you cloths on? Quit wasting
my time, this dick needs action."

Huh? What was he talking about? I expected to have sex
with him tonight when I had him over, but I never
imagined he would be so forward. I was dumbstruck and
a little afraid with that look on his face. I tore off
my shirt and pants and stood before him only in my
briefs.

He strutted over and said "You really are new at
this." Then pushed me onto the bed and yanked off my
underwear. "Stay there." He barked to me and walked
over to his bad and grabbed a few things. When he
returned he made me roll onto my belly. I couldn't see
what he was doing but he straddled my back and lifted
my head to put a collar around my neck.

I thought leather sex just entailed wearing leather
and having sex a little rougher. I didn't know I would
have to wear a collar. It felt so demeaning. It was
when I heard the snap of a lock that I really freaked
out. Who the hell padlocks a collar around their neck.
Where was the key? I frantically started to struggle.
I didn't care how hot he was this was getting pretty
strange for me.

"So you like to struggle aye?" He punched me in my
kidney. Damn it hurt, and took the fight right out of
me for a few moments. I took a second to catch my
breath, preparing to jostle this freak off of me. It
was a second I didn't have. He pulled my arms and
buckled on a couple of leather cuffs and just as I was
about to really try to force myself free I heard the
snap of a second padlock.

"Hey what's going on? What do you think you are doing?
Let.." I was cut off as he put some sort of gag with a
ring into my mouth. I tried gurgling more questions
and demands but he talked right over me.

"Listen up bitch, if I wanted conversation I would
have gone to the bar with my pals. Shut the fuck up. I
am in control now and you will do what I say." He
punched me again in the kidney. My body tried to curl
into the fetal position from the pain but I was pinned
on the bed by his hot body. He grabbed a fist full of
my hair and pulled up my head and inserted a black
dildo into the O-ring gag I had on. I couldn't stop
the dildo from entering, hell I wasn't able to stop
anything from entering. It wasn't a huge dildo but it
slid right in and came to the stop at the back of my
throat. I gagged and thought I was going to puke.
Tears streaming down my face. I finally got control of
the gag reflex and realized that the dildo had a
breathing tube, so I wouldn't suffocate.

He was moving quickly. He had managed to shut me up,
immobilized my hands and was now working on my feet.
This was my last chance and I knew it. I had to do
something before he took away the use of my legs. I
had no idea what I would do locked up with a dildo
jammed into my throat and my arms locked behind my
back but I had to do something. I kicked with my legs
and rolled off the bed onto the floor.

Now I felt like an idiot, where was I going to go, and
as I was trying to get up onto my feet, with my arms
pinned behind me, he managed to pounce on me again and
slapped me across the face. "You are really starting
to piss me off you dickhead." He said and took away
the last freedom I had when he buckled leather cuffs
onto both my legs and then padlocked them together as
well.

All I could do was squirm like a worm. I looked up
into his eyes, tears flowing down my cheeks, bruises
forming on my body, and quivering in fear, I realized
I had made a huge mistake. I suppose I should have
taken the time to research what leather sex entailed.