The rubber butler shows you into a well-equipped dungeon. There are assorted items of heavy bondage equipment dotted about, and you look around, impressed. A very old ‘A’ frame stands in the middle; it has thick black leather straps hanging from it.

He orders you to strip.

You take off your combat boots, your tight PVC jeans and your shiny black tee shirt and put them in a neat pile on a chair. Then the man puts you onto the ancient ‘A’ frame. The feel of his rubber gear against your bare skin is erotic.

Although you can’t see his face under his black rubber mask, you can tell that he is grinning. “Ve are going to make you cum, boy," he says in a strong German accent. “You may sink zat vee cannot do zis, but you vill find out that vee here at the Mansion know how horny cocks vork. Vee vill make you shoot your spunk unt zer vill be nosink you can do about it.”

He checks the straps, then nods in satisfaction and stands back. “Now, a biker is going to visit you. Have fun.”

He bows formally, and leaves.

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