It was early evening of a lovely fall day, and my wife and I were on vacation out at the lake. All of a sudden, Elena walked over to where I was sitting and threw some things at me, saying, “Wash up, put these on and come back to camp.” I looked down and saw that wrapped up in a towel was soap and a washcloth, a wide leather collar, leather wrist cuffs, a pair of my black thong underwear and padlocks for the leather items.

I stripped off my clothes. Bronze sunset light was everywhere as I waded into the water with the soap and the washcloth. I washed very carefully, especially my cock, which was get1ing harder by the second. After wrapping my clothes, washcloth and soap in the towel, I got into my underwear, the pouch barely covering my swollen cock, and then settled the thong between my cheeks, where, if I... Read More