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This book is the brainchild of Manuel García, a veritable treasure trove of forbidden pleasures and passionate encounters, designed specifically to satisfy the most daring erotic appetites of adult homosexual readers. Get ready to dive into a whirlwind of unmentionable desires, into an erotic universe burning with passion and seduction. Thanks to his magnetic and sensual writing, García caresses your most secret fantasies, accompanying you on a journey beyond the limits of male intimacy. The book challenges conventions and breaks all taboos, offering a glimpse of the most explosive encounters, the deepest bonds, and the most ecstatic pleasures. The pages of this book reveal stories that will keep you spellbound, awakening a desire you cannot ignore. Let yourself be transported to unknown worlds, where sin is the driving force behind the most intense emotions. García's characters reveal themselves in transgressive encounters, in moments of boundless passion, in a symphony of desire that ignites your darkest fantasies. Manuel García's provocative and detailed writing is an explosion of sensuality that will make you shiver with pleasure. Through his stories, he invites you to explore your sexuality without inhibitions, to abandon yourself to your deepest instincts without remorse or restrictions. This work of fiction is your passport to a world of lust and forbidden adventures. Don't miss out on this read that will take you to a place of intense pleasure, daring dreams, and sensations that will make your skin tingle. Sit back, relax, and let yourself be carried away by a read that will make you feel emotions without limits, stimulate your imagination, and ignite an unquenchable flame of desire. These stories await you, ready to take you beyond the limits of pleasure, where passion reigns supreme and ecstasy is your traveling companion.
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A Life of Submission
Explicit Gay Erotic Stories in English for Adults
Manuel García
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INDEX
Imprint
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INDEX
A life of submission
Preamble
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Acknowledgements
A life of submission
Preamble
Ysan is me, but in reality everyone calls me Flo, short for Florence, as my master wanted.
Painter, 35 years old, I am very small (hardly 1,6 m), a harmonious face, a beautiful wavy blonde hair. Because of my Asian origins, I am perfectly hairless and without any hair system except for a slight fuzz around my sex that I wax with care. My soft and golden skin is made for caresses. Regularly taking hormones, my breasts have developed, I have small teenage breasts that please my lovers very much. But their greatest excitement they find in the strong arch of my loins, the harmonious roundness of my rump, and my little eyelet always ready to swallow even the fattest cocks.
My little cock well hidden in the crotch by a clever device which I will tell you about later, perched on my stiletto heels, my waist caught in a leather corset whose suspenders underlie my black seamed stockings, am I still a boy or already a girl? I will not know how to say. Androgynous cherub, love doll, sexual toy for my lovers and also my mistresses. I find my enjoyment in a complete submission to some and to others through all the perverse games they impose on me.
But how did I get here? It is the result of a long story that I want to tell you, but it will take many chapters.
Chapter I
At a very young age, I was gifted for painting and drawing. When I was 18, I wanted to leave my family and go to Paris to study fine arts. My teacher was a bearded colossus of 40 years old, he fascinated me, I called him? my Master?
It didn't take me long to realize that my master was also very interested in me and not only for the quality of my paintings and drawings. He was constantly circling around me, running his hand through my hair, taking me by the waist or leaving a hand on my buttocks. On the pretext of guiding me in holding the brush, he did not hesitate to come and stick himself behind me and I felt his erect sex against my rump. I was embarrassed and blushing, convinced that all my friends noticed his actions.
One evening, on the pretext of finishing a drawing, he kept me in the studio after the other students had left:
- Ysan, I've been watching you for a long time, you're hot, your body must be beautiful, I want you to pose for me, take off your clothes
The order was imperative, I was fascinated, in a turn of hand I found myself completely naked in front of him:
- climb on this pedestal, hands behind the neck, on tiptoe, arch your back.
He started by circling slowly around me, I was petrified. Then he came closer. With the tip of his fingers he brushed my rump, provoking my first shivers. His caresses became more precise around my sex whose erection I could not control. He pinched strongly the point of my breasts but the pain brought me a beginning of enjoyment. And then without a word, he moved away and notebook in hand began his sketches.
I was exhausted by this posing session, but I didn't dare to move:
- my little Ysan you must be tired, go on the sofa, head in the cushions, fold your legs and present me your croup I want to make other sketches.
He approached me to rectify my position and his fingers lingered along my buttocks, provoking in me new shivers. And then once again, he moved away and continued his sketches. The posing session still lasted a time which seemed interminable to me:
- that's good, that's enough for today, come and see my work.
There were about twenty drawings, all of great finesse, but of a certain eroticism, especially the session on the couch where my ass was mostly visible. As for the last sketch, it was a work of imagination: a bearded monster pointing a huge sex in front of my offered croup.
My Master was watching me, I smiled when I saw the last drawing. Without a word he held me close to him, me still completely naked. The head reversed he kissed me for a long time, I opened my mouth to the maximum so that his tongue could penetrate me deeply. Without abandoning my lips, he caressed my sex, titillated my points of breasts.
And then suddenly he made me kneel down and pulled out his member, an impressive cock with a thick and turgid glans. He didn't even have to force me, I knew what he wanted from me. I was used to sucking my mates, I was always willing, but I had never had such a long and thick cock in my mouth. I applied myself to satisfy my Master, titillating the glans, licking the shaft, biting the bursa. I was satisfied to hear his moans of pleasure, when suddenly he withdrew:
- my little Ysan you suck divinely well, but I want to take you, go on the sofa.
- but my Master I have never been sodomized, your huge sex is going to tear me up, please my Master I am afraid!
- first of all stop calling me my Master, now I'm your lover you have to call me my darling and then I couldn't imagine that such a nice little ass was still a virgin. I don't want to make you suffer but to give you pleasure and to take it with you, go on the sofa, put yourself in doggy style, I'll prepare you.
I obeyed. In a flash he was naked next to me and I admired his powerful musculature, his hairy chest and of course his magnificent erect sex. I was doggy style, as he had demanded. He started by creaming around my rondelle, he gently inserted a finger into my anus, then two and then three. I was making little moans more from pleasure than pain:
- You see Ysan, you support my three fingers, I assure you, my cock is not bigger, you must be able to take it without any problem.
- yes my darling I want to satisfy you, I am yours, take me now, fuck me! fuck me!
I felt his glans pointed at my eyelet and with a brutal movement he forced my washer. I screamed in pain, I bit the cushions, but I was impaled, I had to suffer. After some violent blows of stop my Master slowed down his rhythm, he wanted to make last the pleasure, without ceasing his comings and goings he managed to pinch my breasts and to caress my cock:
- you see Ysan, you like my cock, you wanted it little bitch. I fucked your little ass and you like it.
- oh! I'm in pain my darling, I'm in pain but you're starting to give me pleasure. My ass is on fire, my darling, fuck me. Oh yes! I feel your cock swelling, you're going to unload, I'm coming, you're fucking me good, it's good, it's good!!!!!!
I then felt the powerful jet of his cum invade my belly and at the same time I unloaded into his hand. We both collapsed on the couch, exhausted by the violence of our lovemaking and me heavily bruised. It took us a moment to recover:
- Ysan, this session gave me an appetite, we will celebrate your virginity in a good restaurant.
My Master had his habits in a restaurant in the Latin Quarter. The owner offered us a table in a discreet corner:
- would you like to sit side by side on the bench,
- No, I prefer us to be face to face. Ysan put yourself on the bench, it's softer, you must be bruised.
The boss looked at me and smiled, I became scarlet. During the whole meal we talked about painting, cinema, music. I was fascinated by my Lover, my Master, he took me back to the car. During the journey he drove with one hand the other too busy making out with me and kissing me. Once arrived, he continued, my hand is risked on his sex, he was hard:
- You see Ysan as I want, we will go up to your place, I want to take you before leaving.
- —
- But my darling it is impossible, my landlady is very strict, I can't receive anybody.
- —
- so you're going to suck me off in the car and I want you to swallow it all
He had some difficulties to take out of the pants his erect penis, I was ready to give again pleasure to my Master. This time I didn't want to lick and titillate the whole length of this magnificent cock. I preferred to keep his glans deep in my throat. I wanted to make sure I could take it all when the time came, he had forced it on me. But his cock was so big that in the back and forth of my lips I couldn't get any lower than the foreskin, despite all my efforts and at the risk of choking. So without slowing down the movements of my lips and tongue, with one hand I jerked his long shaft and with the other I caressed his testicles. He spurted very quickly and violently. My mouth was full of his hot, acrid, slimy cum. Mastering my gagging it took me several gulps to swallow it all:
- it was very good Ysan, I congratulate you. You suck like a real whore, you give your ass like a bitch in heat. You are very talented. I will make something of you my little Ysan.
As he spoke he took a package out of the glove compartment:
- This is for you Ysan. What's in this package you'll have to wear all day tomorrow. You have to come to class normally and at five o'clock I'll be waiting for you at my house. Sleep well now.
I had a long kiss, some caress on the tip of my breasts and he left. Back home I quickly opened the package, it was a large diameter plug. So tomorrow I would have to wear this instrument of torture in my little hole all day long. For the moment I was exhausted by this crazy end of day, a hot shower, some cream on my bruised eyelet and I fell asleep quickly thinking that tomorrow a new life was starting for me. My Lover, my Master had said:
My little Ysan you are gifted I will make something of you!
