<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/171/e/1/threadlink_by_doomburg-d3jg794.jpg)</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 30pt;"><strong>E</strong><span class="bbc_u">dgar</span> <strong>M</strong><span class="bbc_u">arks</span></span>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6385799#msg6385799)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:<em>The Blue Iguana</em><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:<em>Du’an</em><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Post Warnings</strong>: <em>M/M, asphyxia</em></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 30pt;">~ &gt;</span><br/><br/>Edgar released a choked moan as he was so blatantly molested; it had been far,<em>far</em>too long since he’d received such treatment.  Each tug of the laces around his hungry cock caused more of his strangled little pleasure noises to rise, and he wasn’t in the least modest about them.  The chill of his fingers made him gasp and writhe, bucking his hips lightly into his hand.<br/><br/><em>Ughn, he was taking </em>far<em> too long!</em><br/><br/>He swallowed and displayed a greedy smile for his lecher.  “Y-yes’sir..!”  The tightness of his throat made coaxing his voice into feminine pitches a bit more difficult; his natural masculinity exposed itself in those words, but he felt no shame in it.  He wondered — when he realized his ‘mistake’ — if the man would find arousal or distaste in it.  He used another swallow to coat his terribly dry esophagus, his cock pleading with his temporary Master to hurry.<br/><br/>The pain was good.<em>Very</em>good.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 30pt;">&lt; ~</span>                             </div>