Pale, muscled Adam Herst is shackled to a St. Andrew’s cross. Race Cooper is the interrogator, brandishing a leather crop and demanding to know Adam’s Safeword. A barebulb hangs from the ceiling, casting long shadows as Race leans in and gently kisses Adam. The old adage, try a little tenderness, fails and Race becomes more menacing, flicking the crop across Continue Reading
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