Trapped in the Gates of Hell
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The other night Alexandra locked my penis in a Gates of Hell to which she attached a leash. Sometimes it was a struggle to keep up as I followed her on my knees. Sadly I lost my erection and the Gates of Hell fell off. While it lasted I felt myself less than a dog on a leash.
My inconsistent erections probably mean I'll find my scrotal sac alone collared and leashed. Funny how a small bit of leather gives an owner instant omnipotence.
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Hopefully of curious tangental relation here: It is reported in some ancient Classical narratives that at symposiums catamites were led about by a leash bound to their genitals; being so paraded, arms bound behind them, to present their so held firmly erect penises for the pleasure of the guests. It is said the youths were made ecstatically frenzied by the wanton molesting of their penises this engendered them forcing them to ejaculate repeatedly…
Posted by: gymnosophist | April 18, 2009 9:53 PM