He asked if it was alright for them to take pictures of me, was it alright for my face to be in the pictures, could they video tape me, I answered yes...to all 3. Next he asked if I wanted them to wear condoms, I asked simple questions back, are they all clean, amazingly he had paperwork to show all 10 men had been recently tested and were clean. He told me the group of 40 men that he runs, everyone has to be tested once a month to be a member. That made me feel pretty safe.I asked the next big. Though I still didnt know who he was. We passed the empty living room and turned to leave out a back door. I was grabbed from behind by strong arms, a cold blade was pressed dangerously close to my windpipe and I prayed that the man would turn around and realize my predicament. To my dismay he walked a few more steps. You see? Just like your no good mother. She was stupid and so are you, a dumb cunt whose time had come, his spittle landed on the nape of my neck as he hoarsely whispered in my. I've never felt more exposed - let alone in front of another man. He then began to remove his own clothing. The look of hunger in his eyes had me remind him that the encounter was to be one-way. Him on me. It was disconcerting when he winked at me and smiled. Before I could demand an assuring reply, he was between my legs and taking my semi-erect cock into his mouth. The feeling of his warm, wet mouth sucking on my dick soon had me under his control. Even my wife in her heyday never felt that. She took a step away and turned to face the wall. "I like the feeling of being...captive. Of not being in control. If being in...your control." That, to say the least, took me a little aback. I'd never experienced anything like this."You mean you like being cuffed?" It's...strange. Comforting. Like I'm safe, protected. Since I'm in your custody, you're responsible for me. I have to do what you say, whatever you say...right?"I nodded silently, not sure where this was going, but damn eager to.