Will Black
Will Black was a 42-year-old, quiet, well-mannered accountant sitting at his desk. He had just been promoted to senior partner in the firm. He was quite proud of himself. It had taken a lot of sacrifice but he was there now. Perhaps he thought, he could maybe start to relax a little.
Will is single, never really had a girlfriend. Career man of sorts, but a loner regardless. He lived alone in a condo overlooking the river in the city centre. Quite nice but also very private. Not that Will had anything to hide, he had few friends and never had company.
At that moment, Gillian Walsh from HR knocked on his door. She handled PR for the firm. With her was a strange fellow. A somewhat effeminate, ginger headed chap. Wearing light make up, he reminded Will of a back-up singer he had seen on a David Byrne special on PBS last week. This is James Jones. He does photography for the firm. Will shook his hand and said hello.
Since you are now a senior partner, we will need to get some publicity shots done and for other general usage as the firm requires. I have made you an appointment tomorrow Friday at 3:30 pm at James’s studio down by the river. I hear you live near there, sounds like a lovely area.
Yes, replied Will, it is quite peaceful. I enjoy it. What is the address then? Ok, see you tomorrow at 3:30. As they left Will thought to himself, nice chap but different looking for sure.
Friday at 3:30 pm sharp, as expected from an accountant, Will knocked on the door of Jones Studio-Gallery. James opened the door, looking a lot less casual in a pair of black baggy trousers with a puffy black blouse top thing. He sported a black tammy on his head.
In you come, I have just made a spot of tea, cried out James gayly. Would you like some? With lemon? Yes, to both and thanks, replied Will.
Will took his coat off and sat down on a black leather easy chair in the studio where James had left his tea on a side table. He noticed the studio had black leather furniture and was dark overall in décor. Like James clothing, he thought to himself. Oh well, his choice. Will was very accepting of others that way.
After just a couple of sips of tea Will dropped off into deep u*********sness without even knowing what hit him. Nor what was really about to happen to him this Friday evening.
Great!!!, said James to himself. Right, now to go to work. Will didn’t realize but the firm had compromising photos of all senior partners kept in a secure location, as insurance against any rebellious activity shall we say.
James Jones was now transforming into his alter ego, Vile Contempt. A leather dominatrix. He had taken time to prepare somewhat before Will arrived. Off came the baggy clothing to reveal a leather jock strap, leather chaps and a buttoned-up leather vest. He slipped into a pair of black leather boots and was just about there.
Off came the tammy, to reveal a black Mohican style hairdo. Gone was the ginger locks. He sat at a table and put on some brighter lights. Taking time to look firm and dark, he applied smoky eye shadow and heavy dark eye liner. A tube of black lipstick was used to finish off his look. Fixing his spiked hair with a brush Vile looked in the mirror and was quite proud of his look. Oh wait, he put in a couple of ear rings and then was impressed for sure.
Vile Contempt was a name he acquired at art school back in his younger days, but it stuck with him as his darker alter ego the rest of his life. Since he was gay, he had blossomed in the artsy gay scene after college. Vile was popular with the leather men and those who required domination. He was now a well-seasoned dominatrix, who although gay and effeminate, had a big cock and knew how to use it.
Taking his throbbing dick out he stroked it a bit before getting up. Work he said!! Setting up all the lights was quite quick as Vile had the studio ready in advance of Will’s visit.
Looking around, he had pretty much everything ready. Right, on went some background music. Then he slowly undressed Will and placed his clothes neatly folded on the table. He then managed to drag Will across the studio to a St. Andrew’s cross and then strap him into it. That was a challenge due to Will’s size but Vile was no physical slouch.
Will was still quite asleep. Vile took a black marker and began to draw penises and phallic symbols on Will’s chest and pointing towards his genitalia. He also drew stars and circles around Will’s nipples.
Oh, one more thing. Placing a leather collar around Will’s neck, Vile then stood back and thought, good to go!
He took out a needle. A small quirt and then he injected it into Will’s arm. This would wake Will up but would also leave him in a euphoric state of heightened sexual arousal.
Leaving Will for a moment, Vile poured himself a drink and then got a glass of water ready for Will.
Soon Will became to wake up. It was clear to himself that he didn’t know what was happening thought Will, when he looked around. The place wasn’t familiar although this scary looking person in black leather did look a bit familiar. At least the face somewhat.
He noticed he was basically immobilized, strapped to this cross thing. Vile helped him sip some water and that was refreshing. Vile didn’t give him time to speak. Hello Will. Tonight, you will have an experience you never have had. Since you are pumped full of d**gs you will definitely be enjoying what goes on. Highly likely you won’t remember much either. You are mine. I will do the talking. You will do what you are told. If you are nice it will be fun. If you are a dick about it, it will be harder for you. Regardless you will be getting my special attention this evening to your arse and genitalia.
With that, Vile whipped out a long strap and began to tie up Will’s balls and cock. Will was well endowed, a hairy bush topped a nice 7” uncut shaft that was quite erect due to the chemicals he had been fed.
Once that was done, Vile gave him a little suck which Will totally enjoyed based on the moaning sounds he was making. Vile continued, deep throating Will and tickling his balls. The throbbing hard on was nice to suck on, but that isn’t the main reason we are here thought Vile to himself.
Unbeknownst to Will this whole thing was being filmed for the firm’s needs. Vile also began to take some still photos. The bright flashes of light reflected of Will’s stoned out eyes.
Vile took out a tube and squeezed some lube onto his hand. He began to rub it into Will’s tight butt hole. As Will moaned, Vile Contempt fingered the now wet hole and made Will cry out with pleasure. His big fingers ran in and out of the lubricated arse tickling Will all the time.
Vile did his best to ensure that Will’s ass was well lubed and loosened up. The firm had a strict policy that this was not to hurt any of their new partners. Just a small insurance policy to keep them in line. Vile was well aware of this and didn’t want to lose the lucrative contract. Nor the few partners who had enjoyed it and came back regularly for more.
He inserted a medium sized butt plug snuggly up Will’s ass. It was obvious there was no resistance to anything Vile had been doing. The d**gs he had fed Will were doing the job, making his client quite smiley happy and sexually aroused.
He took out the black lipstick and applied it to Will’s lips. Then some heavy eye liner to finish it off. Vile liked his clients to look androgynous of sorts. A couple of fake loop ear rings and good to go again he thought.
For the next few hours, Vile took many a photo of Will. There were photos of all kinds of stuff being stuck up his butt, such as the large black dildo there now, laughed Vile to himself. Will had liked that as he had now been at this for a few hours. The vibrating butt plug he had started with worked a charm. As the vibrations had slowly started, they made Will moan and beg for more. Increasing the frequency and intensity had resulted in Will very vocally being sexually aroused.
Later, standing on a stepladder Vile got up higher so that his cock was mouth high for Will, still strapped into the cross. Vile Contempt stuck his quite erect cock into Will’s open mouth and began to stroke gently in and out. He took his time playing with both his and Will’s nipples all along. He was definitely hard and soon to blow. A few moments of solid pumping his cock into Will’s moth later, Vile Contempt unleashed a huge splooie all over Will’s mouth, face and chest.
All the while, the whole thing was caught on video camera plus the myriad of still shots Vile was continuously taking.
After about a three hours session, Vile give Will another small drink. Again, this had desired effect and Will was out cold in seconds.
Getting Will untied and cleaned up occupied much of the next hour. He also had to clean himself up. He had sexually enjoyed that and as a result there were cum stains on his leathers. Once he had Will dressed normally and cleaned up. He slowly slipped another injection in Will’s butt. Very shortly thereafter, Will was wide awake and his usual self. Feeling a bit groggy but otherwise not really sure of what had gone in. He sipped on the tea in front of him. Unaware James Jones had now given him a normal cuppa to get him going.
Once Will was done his tea, James thanked him for his time and said he would be sure to get the photos to the firm when ready. With that, Will left, quite surprised it was now dark.
Will is single, never really had a girlfriend. Career man of sorts, but a loner regardless. He lived alone in a condo overlooking the river in the city centre. Quite nice but also very private. Not that Will had anything to hide, he had few friends and never had company.
At that moment, Gillian Walsh from HR knocked on his door. She handled PR for the firm. With her was a strange fellow. A somewhat effeminate, ginger headed chap. Wearing light make up, he reminded Will of a back-up singer he had seen on a David Byrne special on PBS last week. This is James Jones. He does photography for the firm. Will shook his hand and said hello.
Since you are now a senior partner, we will need to get some publicity shots done and for other general usage as the firm requires. I have made you an appointment tomorrow Friday at 3:30 pm at James’s studio down by the river. I hear you live near there, sounds like a lovely area.
Yes, replied Will, it is quite peaceful. I enjoy it. What is the address then? Ok, see you tomorrow at 3:30. As they left Will thought to himself, nice chap but different looking for sure.
Friday at 3:30 pm sharp, as expected from an accountant, Will knocked on the door of Jones Studio-Gallery. James opened the door, looking a lot less casual in a pair of black baggy trousers with a puffy black blouse top thing. He sported a black tammy on his head.
In you come, I have just made a spot of tea, cried out James gayly. Would you like some? With lemon? Yes, to both and thanks, replied Will.
Will took his coat off and sat down on a black leather easy chair in the studio where James had left his tea on a side table. He noticed the studio had black leather furniture and was dark overall in décor. Like James clothing, he thought to himself. Oh well, his choice. Will was very accepting of others that way.
After just a couple of sips of tea Will dropped off into deep u*********sness without even knowing what hit him. Nor what was really about to happen to him this Friday evening.
Great!!!, said James to himself. Right, now to go to work. Will didn’t realize but the firm had compromising photos of all senior partners kept in a secure location, as insurance against any rebellious activity shall we say.
James Jones was now transforming into his alter ego, Vile Contempt. A leather dominatrix. He had taken time to prepare somewhat before Will arrived. Off came the baggy clothing to reveal a leather jock strap, leather chaps and a buttoned-up leather vest. He slipped into a pair of black leather boots and was just about there.
Off came the tammy, to reveal a black Mohican style hairdo. Gone was the ginger locks. He sat at a table and put on some brighter lights. Taking time to look firm and dark, he applied smoky eye shadow and heavy dark eye liner. A tube of black lipstick was used to finish off his look. Fixing his spiked hair with a brush Vile looked in the mirror and was quite proud of his look. Oh wait, he put in a couple of ear rings and then was impressed for sure.
Vile Contempt was a name he acquired at art school back in his younger days, but it stuck with him as his darker alter ego the rest of his life. Since he was gay, he had blossomed in the artsy gay scene after college. Vile was popular with the leather men and those who required domination. He was now a well-seasoned dominatrix, who although gay and effeminate, had a big cock and knew how to use it.
Taking his throbbing dick out he stroked it a bit before getting up. Work he said!! Setting up all the lights was quite quick as Vile had the studio ready in advance of Will’s visit.
Looking around, he had pretty much everything ready. Right, on went some background music. Then he slowly undressed Will and placed his clothes neatly folded on the table. He then managed to drag Will across the studio to a St. Andrew’s cross and then strap him into it. That was a challenge due to Will’s size but Vile was no physical slouch.
Will was still quite asleep. Vile took a black marker and began to draw penises and phallic symbols on Will’s chest and pointing towards his genitalia. He also drew stars and circles around Will’s nipples.
Oh, one more thing. Placing a leather collar around Will’s neck, Vile then stood back and thought, good to go!
He took out a needle. A small quirt and then he injected it into Will’s arm. This would wake Will up but would also leave him in a euphoric state of heightened sexual arousal.
Leaving Will for a moment, Vile poured himself a drink and then got a glass of water ready for Will.
Soon Will became to wake up. It was clear to himself that he didn’t know what was happening thought Will, when he looked around. The place wasn’t familiar although this scary looking person in black leather did look a bit familiar. At least the face somewhat.
He noticed he was basically immobilized, strapped to this cross thing. Vile helped him sip some water and that was refreshing. Vile didn’t give him time to speak. Hello Will. Tonight, you will have an experience you never have had. Since you are pumped full of d**gs you will definitely be enjoying what goes on. Highly likely you won’t remember much either. You are mine. I will do the talking. You will do what you are told. If you are nice it will be fun. If you are a dick about it, it will be harder for you. Regardless you will be getting my special attention this evening to your arse and genitalia.
With that, Vile whipped out a long strap and began to tie up Will’s balls and cock. Will was well endowed, a hairy bush topped a nice 7” uncut shaft that was quite erect due to the chemicals he had been fed.
Once that was done, Vile gave him a little suck which Will totally enjoyed based on the moaning sounds he was making. Vile continued, deep throating Will and tickling his balls. The throbbing hard on was nice to suck on, but that isn’t the main reason we are here thought Vile to himself.
Unbeknownst to Will this whole thing was being filmed for the firm’s needs. Vile also began to take some still photos. The bright flashes of light reflected of Will’s stoned out eyes.
Vile took out a tube and squeezed some lube onto his hand. He began to rub it into Will’s tight butt hole. As Will moaned, Vile Contempt fingered the now wet hole and made Will cry out with pleasure. His big fingers ran in and out of the lubricated arse tickling Will all the time.
Vile did his best to ensure that Will’s ass was well lubed and loosened up. The firm had a strict policy that this was not to hurt any of their new partners. Just a small insurance policy to keep them in line. Vile was well aware of this and didn’t want to lose the lucrative contract. Nor the few partners who had enjoyed it and came back regularly for more.
He inserted a medium sized butt plug snuggly up Will’s ass. It was obvious there was no resistance to anything Vile had been doing. The d**gs he had fed Will were doing the job, making his client quite smiley happy and sexually aroused.
He took out the black lipstick and applied it to Will’s lips. Then some heavy eye liner to finish it off. Vile liked his clients to look androgynous of sorts. A couple of fake loop ear rings and good to go again he thought.
For the next few hours, Vile took many a photo of Will. There were photos of all kinds of stuff being stuck up his butt, such as the large black dildo there now, laughed Vile to himself. Will had liked that as he had now been at this for a few hours. The vibrating butt plug he had started with worked a charm. As the vibrations had slowly started, they made Will moan and beg for more. Increasing the frequency and intensity had resulted in Will very vocally being sexually aroused.
Later, standing on a stepladder Vile got up higher so that his cock was mouth high for Will, still strapped into the cross. Vile Contempt stuck his quite erect cock into Will’s open mouth and began to stroke gently in and out. He took his time playing with both his and Will’s nipples all along. He was definitely hard and soon to blow. A few moments of solid pumping his cock into Will’s moth later, Vile Contempt unleashed a huge splooie all over Will’s mouth, face and chest.
All the while, the whole thing was caught on video camera plus the myriad of still shots Vile was continuously taking.
After about a three hours session, Vile give Will another small drink. Again, this had desired effect and Will was out cold in seconds.
Getting Will untied and cleaned up occupied much of the next hour. He also had to clean himself up. He had sexually enjoyed that and as a result there were cum stains on his leathers. Once he had Will dressed normally and cleaned up. He slowly slipped another injection in Will’s butt. Very shortly thereafter, Will was wide awake and his usual self. Feeling a bit groggy but otherwise not really sure of what had gone in. He sipped on the tea in front of him. Unaware James Jones had now given him a normal cuppa to get him going.
Once Will was done his tea, James thanked him for his time and said he would be sure to get the photos to the firm when ready. With that, Will left, quite surprised it was now dark.
6 years ago