And this was exactly what I was going to do on that day. This was May 2014, and I had been invited by my friend Peter to his summer house in Gershøj near the inlet of Roskilde. Several times before he had volunteered for in our local SLM club to fill out my leather sleepsack, in which he had been positioned on the bar desk, hooded, blindfolded and with cock and balls out so our club guests had a toy to play with.

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