Literature
A Binding Symphony Ch1
[center]A Binding Symphony[/center]
You're lying on your bed, feeling aroused by the mare sitting next to you. Your boxers, made of silk cotton continuously rub against the very noticeable lump between your legs. Every time you try hard to adjust and hide it, your growth becomes that much more visible to your visitor. She smiles with lust in her eyes, and says, "Oh, it seems somebody likes what they see."
The only light in the room are candles hanging securely around the walls that create a luminous dance of shimmering fires upon their holders. They're bright enough so that you can easily see her, but not so bright as to ruin the romance of