My ex-lover introduced me to the seductive world of BDSM and unleashed a hunger
which gnaws at my soul. He insisted I was submissive, but unable to master my
raging desires, he left me hanging on the edge.

Submission, dominance–I love it all, but I’m not too sure where I fit in. And
what on earth was I thinking when I applied for the position of sex slave for a
night?

The sexual extremities make me search my soul and yearn for extra time with my
anonymous Doms. Too bad I signed a contract that limited the wild fun and games.
I crave so much more–restraints, blindfolds, inventive toys. Bring it on!

Note: Contains scenes of male/male sexual interaction.