People feel safe with all of their clothes on.
That slim piece of cotton, silk, or polyester functions as a kind of barrier, one that supposedly keeps us from jumping each other's bones out of sheer visual stimulation. How many of us can see a naked person and not think of sex, even if in the context of not wanting it with that person?
I like to see people stripped naked—and not just in a literal, physical way. I knew I was a voyeur from an early age—as many people are; I lived for glimpses of people having sex. As a teenaged boy, porn quickly wore out for me, and I had to see the acts live and in the flesh, so to speak. Now, I can get off no other way.
Luckily, my massive funds allow me to indulge in as many ways as I can think of—and, believe me, I've thought of many.
I'm bored of watching willing participants, however; it's time to orchestrate a different kind of show.
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And so it begins.
Calla and Jason are both twenty-four, and neither of them could have known what hit them.
Once released from their ropes, blindfolds and gags, the two were relieved to see each other as the lights turned on and they figured out that they were in trouble together, since they know each other.
She's a cute blonde with large dark eyes—at least a nine when dressed up, and that's saying something, as I've had my share of tens.
He's a good-looking, well-built lad with dark hair and green eyes.
They are friends, and have been for a while; in fact, his best friend is her boyfriend.
This will be such fun!
For all the bravado, people are slaves to chemical reactions, mere pawns of biological imperatives.
Let the games begin.
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Deviant: Calla & Jason (The Billionaire Voyeur)
RomanceBillionaire Errol Jameson is bored. Money has been able to buy him everything, and with all life goals met-including easy access to beautiful, willing women-he needs new challenges. He decides to create his own reality show to appease his voyeuristi...
