I know now that he means business and I’ve accepted the price of not cooperating is to steep. But he reply’s in a way that sounds to me like he’s done this before, “ It’s because you haven’t fully accepted the situation yet, but you will, it’s only a matter of time.” I tell him unless he grows a pair of tits and a pussy it’s no use. A feeling of disgust has overcome me and I’m not getting hard. I slowly spread my legs farther for him and his hand continues groping me through my clothes. I feel my resistance ebb away into a reluctant acceptance. He grabs my face again, not nearly as forceful as before, looks me in the eye and orders me to spread my legs wider or else. Revolted I can’t help but to close my legs tight and try to pull away.
I beg him not to do anything sexually, there’s got to be something else he wants, but he ignores my pleas and keeps going.
He resumes by rubbing my thighs and my cock, and slides a hand between my legs under my balls. When he returns he doesn’t even have to ask because he can see on my face the reality sinking in. The second two and half minutes is a gradual realization I “can’t” live with the consequences, no way, no one can ever find out what I’ve done. The first two and half minutes I spend thinking no fucking way I’m doing that, I can’t do that under any circumstances, I’ll live with the consequences, I “can” live with the consequences. It ends up being the most excruciating five minutes of my life. He says he’s going to give me five minutes to think it over and decide if I’m going to do what he says or if I’d rather face the consequences. Oh shit! What the fuck is going on here! I start thrashing around telling him to stop touching me! I’m not gay! Stay the fuck off of me! He grabs my face forcefully to show me he means business and re-iterates in painstaking detail how he knows everything, he can ruin my career, destroy my family life, and I might even go to jail. With that he steps in and runs his hands around my waist reaching down to squeeze my ass through my jeans. Oh my fucking god no! I freak and tell him no fucking way! I’m not gay! I’m not bi-sexual! He responds how he doesn’t really give a shit because according to him “I” might not be bi sexual, but he guarantees my body is, and he’s going to prove it. Then he steps back and rubs his package and runs his hand across his chest while telling me how much he loves to get it on with straight guys, whether they want to or not, and I’ve just provided him the perfect opportunity. Then to my horror he reaches out and runs his hand down my cheek. He reminds me he knows everything and I’m going to do everything he says or else. He tells me he just needs to make sure there’s no “unpleasant surprises” when he tells me what we’re doing here. I freak out and demand to know what the fuck is going on here. I can’t move away and am completely helpless in front of him.
Oh fuck! What just happened! This is bad. Before I can register what’s happening he’s gotten my cuffed hands over my head attached to a hook on the ceiling. I figure he wants to see I don’t have anything in them but as soon as I do he slaps a pair of handcuffs on them. First thing he does is tell me to hold both hands out in front of me. He knows everything, I know I’m about to be blackmailed but don’t know yet what he wants. If we input new exciting sexual images and experiences, our brains want more of that to make us feel good.I show up where and when he told me to. One thing we know about human brains is that they are able to create new neuro-pathways all the time, based on what our input. They are finding novel ways to hook up, which leads to acting out in more extreme ways. Since the explosion of online porn and hookup sites, more and more people are finding ways to act out sexually. The above client I mentioned is a hypothetical example from many different stories I've heard. Their goal is to have others do things for them. They get a thrill out of controlling and manipulating others to do what they want to serve their own purposes. Some people are only out for their own sexual satisfaction and don't care about other people. They may identify as heterosexual, but their drug-seeking behavior outweighs their sexual orientation. Some people find themselves addicted to sex and will do anything to get it it is their drug of choice.