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The stairs were almost done. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and ran down his back. Breathing heavily, he used it Supporting the railing and pulling himself up. The easy one He ignored dizziness as much as possible. How embarrassing that would be, all the prejudices to serve when he finally stood in front of her? No, that's why he took these Don't strain yourself to conform to common clichés! At the with the best will in the world not! Why did she have to live in the attic too? Then even without an elevator in summer. What was he up to again? let in! But damn, she was worth every effort...
He was driven by his lust, which he could hardly live out. For the One was extremely difficult for him to find suitable sexual partners for, and the other he got increasing health problems. Especially his rising blood pressure and his worsening diabetes caused him problems in everyday life. It wasn't just about his rare free time. Also in professional life Difficulties loomed because people like him were ranked In his experience, it is rarely at the top of the desired lists. They were simply not present in these lists. “Now take 187 kilograms Take up space for once,” he thought cynically.
Max was a chiropodist. His profession was actually called certified Podiatrist, but he felt self-important introducing himself like that. The However, the disbelieving expression in people's eyes remained same. He could vividly imagine what was going on in their heads. “The fat guy wants to treat feet? He'll never come up again if he kneel once! If it doesn’t roll away completely.” Oh yes, all of them Unfortunately, she recognized prejudices against fat people all too well - fat people sweat constantly, fat people stink, fat people eat all day, fat people are lazy, fat people are stupid, fat people don't have themselves under control. All the unpleasant comments he didn't want to deal with the things he had to deal with in his life bring to mind. These unpleasant encounters hurt too much some fellow human beings who rose above him.
Yes, they were partly right. He was sweating quickly and had to take a Use effective deodorant. He also liked to eat and hardly had anything Self-control over it. But that could just as well be for a slim one people apply. When he reviews his past work week he was barely able to breathe. Stress was damaging and detrimental to him a health risk, he was well aware of that. His blood pressure rose as a result and his sugar levels exploded. That's where it came from his dizziness that overcame him in the most unfavorable situations. Then he fulfilled all the clichés of the smug when he was in this Moments gasping for air, leaning against a wall or leaning against a shelter Railing clung. But nothing was worse than falling. Included He no longer feared the injuries, but the worst case scenario to be able to get up on my own.
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Max has since withdrawn from public life because of this. He had almost developed a social phobia and considered himself to be treated by a psychiatrist. But he made himself into this Nothing in mind. The doctors and specialists also had him in one Put in a drawer. All his sufferings were blamed on his fatness. And this fatness was a synonym for his personal failure. Nothing He read something else in people's eyes. Well, they weren't losers most popular contemporaries. Nobody wanted to have anything to do with them. Even his customers met him with a doubtful expression in their eyes, when they saw him for the first time. He could do that by having to prove himself therefore good. It became his damned life's work, imposed through his fullness. Damn, he was so tired from fighting and Convince! So tired.
One of the things that stressed Max the most was his non-existent sex life. He was a BDSMer and loved to tie up and be tied up. Pleasure pain also stimulated him beyond measure, as a sadist and Masochist. Both dominant and submissive lived in his chest beings. Both were there. Mal's controlling side struck and then his submissive again. To grovel before a valued mistress, hers To lick over-the-knee patent leather boots with your tongue and with the 22nd Being penetrated with a centimeter heel made Max get just as hard as to lead a beloved sub to her lustful limits by giving her all Holes stretched to the limit. Both sides of this meaningful Medals were familiar to him, so he felt confident and confident Walking in the exciting worlds felt. At least initially before twenty years, in his mid-twenties, when he still weighed 80 kilograms less. Max is a tall man and was doing endurance sports at the time, including in Club life. Winning competitions brought him great satisfaction and intoxicating feelings. He confidently presented his spirit and his body, his mental strength as well as his physical strength sexual partners and everyone involved. He wanted to be seen and enjoyed watching. An absorbing spiral of intense emotions that seemed to get him hooked and left him wanting even more recognition and made me crave confirmation. Smiling wistfully, Max thought of one Event in which one of his subs was featured and he had a performed gynecological treatment on her. Her ecstatic cries of pleasure still echo in his ears today.
Such a scene would be unthinkable to him by now. Since his He was no longer able to play sports due to a herniated disc He compensated for the lack of sex by eating. One good A full stomach gave him a comfortable feeling. Similar to this that he once felt, in the bath of the crowd and in the appreciation of one's partner. His doctors tried to determine the causes of his emotional eating find out and apply their therapeutic approaches accordingly. But in At the bottom of his heart, he was simply missing a proper one Session, no matter what the constellation. Max wanted to give rope and run away be enclosed and supported, even with his excess weight. He wanted that Feeling rough material sliding through his hands and thus tender skin mark. With the help of the rope he wanted to narrow it down before it reached infinity gave freedom.
Could someone who wasn't connected to the world of BDSM understand this? BDSM was considered a synonym for violence and ruthlessness and that Practitioners considered psychologically abnormal? Max had to smile. Basically had The BDSM variety struggles with prejudices just as much as that overweight. Like so many things that didn't correspond to the mainstream.
So lost in thought, he hadn't noticed that he had opened the door Passion's apartment had reached. She called herself Passion, this unknown one Sweetness. He had discovered her ad in a dating section. Unobtrusive, unobtrusive, stylish, elegant. Max was instantaneous fascinated by the words he read in it and the image of the woman that formed in his mind's eye. Passion – passion. How fitting for her.
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Passion didn't have much makeup on. she felt more comfortable if she wore subtle make-up. Some of their customer favorites a staged look and gave her clues into this Direction. That was fine with Passion and was fun for her. At She knew her regular customers' preferences very well, but most of them gave hardly any guidelines and let them decide freely and freely. Then men liked her best. Passion was excited to see who she was behind hidden in the door. The unknown suitor introduced himself as Max, stated his age and his sexual desire. As the conversation continues Strangely, he became more silent and increasingly withdrawn, like this that Passion couldn't place his strange behavior. It went beyond the shyness she has when dealing with new customers sometimes encountered. However, since she had spontaneously liked Max, she offered she gave him an open ear. Apparently he trusted her and explained his life story and the suffering involved of its weight. He didn't tell her his exact weight, and Passion hadn't dared to ask. She sensed that the topic was bothering him stressed and didn't press further. Maintaining the boundaries of your customers was important to her, even outside of bed. “More than 150 kg,” he had finally let them know.
It wasn't uncommon to see people outside the norm around her asked for attention. This was an enrichment for Passion because it... People let them know their fates and they listened to them thought was stimulated. Passion has been reconsidered many a time their own points of view and self-critically stated that they too was not free from prejudice. A very overweight man like However, Max had not yet counted her among her suitors.
Passion was excited about him as a person and as a Dom. Max said that He was a switcher, but asked to be the submissive part for their meeting to be allowed to be. He wanted to be humiliated and insulted, she should him humiliate with his excess weight. This wasn't easy for Passion, Because as a mistress she didn't want to seriously hurt anyone emotionally. But in mutual agreement and clearly communicated agreement was what it was agreed because she too took in and was able to enjoy both sides.
For Passion, the focus was on people first, and only then did they follow his sexuality. That's why she took a lot of time for her customers, most of the time more than they originally booked. She also insisted on a longer one Exchange of words before a meeting and also a phone call if that's the case customers was possible. Somehow this changed human interaction deeper and the sex better. Almost every suitor also came with a second or third time to see her, many came regularly. Passion didn't know a single one Guest, the sexual variety in the form of constantly changing whores searched. If they were happy, they usually stayed. The men who met with her, were surprisingly loyal and showed themselves very much reliable. Passion was happy that she was comfortable with her felt and liked to seek their company. In one As her sexuality grew, she was able to trust herself better. For she is immensely important as a sex worker. Sometimes even hers Life insurance. What would this Max be like? She opened it slowly the door.
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Passion was professional through and through. Honestly said she had to swallow at the sight of Max. Of course she was aware that “more than 150 kg” is a lot, but that Max was so corpulent she didn't suspect. Because Passion almost never has a full body picture sent her guests, she was struck by the sight of the extremely portly man husband unexpectedly. At first she was tempted to say that he was was too full for her. His large belly hung almost to the middle of his thighs and she didn't really know what to wear genitals should come. Self-lying. Passion was ashamed for the spontaneous thought of whether your furniture can support its heavy weight could. It wasn't set up to Max's measurements and in fact had Concerns about whether their standard bed would support the two of them together. At least it weighed Passion also 64 kg, which would be added to Max's values.
It was an oppressive reception situation. Passion let her She didn't quite show her dislike because she didn't want to offend. If you sent him away now, where should he go then? From some of their She knew from her colleagues that these were very heavy customers fundamentally reject. Until now, Passion had this attitude as Intolerant and arrogantly condemned, now she could express the feelings of her understand fellow campaigners.
Maybe in the end it was the sympathy for Max that helped Passion prevailed, and so she invited him to her apartment. Passion asked Max, whether she could offer him something to drink. “A glass of water, that would be it nice, Lady Passion. Thanks. They're beautiful if I'm a fat pig can say that. Here is your fee, dear mistress.” A subtle, white envelope changed hands. As a passion in the kitchen A glass and a bottle of mineral water took her curiosity away Overhand, and she opened the envelope. “My goodness!” she murmured completely surprised. Passion had to pay the many bills twice recount in order to believe their perception. Max gave her three times as much Amount of fees handed over than had been agreed for this meeting. Passion had never experienced this with a customer before. gave tips some, but triple the amount, which was incredibly generous. For Max had to work this amount for a long time in his job she is sure. A warm feeling came over her. Passion suspected that he was with wanted to use money to compensate for his supposed flaw. Probably thought He said that a woman couldn't lay a hand on him otherwise dislike and disgust.
Passion returned to Max and lifted the full envelope in his hands. “You don’t need that, slave Max, you really don’t. Such an immense sum, You had to work hard for that!” Max grinned. The ironic expression His eyes belied the happiness in his words. “Dear Lady Passion, let’s not kid ourselves. I know how I do look. You probably thought when you saw me earlier, your bed may not collapse under me.” Passion blushed. Max had hers Thoughts guessed and summed up very aptly. This one overlooked hers Embarrassment was considerate and continued: “Please keep the money. You deserve it, really. I've had enough of it, you think me, Lady Passion. After all, I haven't had a wife for several years Execute more and was therefore able to save.” Then Max then with his eyes winked, Passion could no longer control himself and laughed loudly on. She liked Max and his refreshing sense of humor. Not many could to make her laugh. He succeeded. There was ice between the two Broken. Passion grinned suggestively. Now she was in the right one Mood. The session was able to get underway.
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Passion dragged her long, red fingernails along his shoulders down to his nipples to press them between his nails and to pull firmly. Max moaned under his Butterfly mouth gag open and rolled his eyes. Horniness was dripping He was now oozing from every pore and causing him to sweat profusely. His Nipples were tweaked and fitted with clamps and weights. “Maybe you’re at least capable of pain for your lady To please me like that!” Passion spat in Max’s face and gave him more clamps, all of them on his upper body positioned.
She kept a close eye on Max. He had told her about his diabetes and that he was prone to dizziness. So she followed his reactions exactly and his complexion. She also couldn't let the customer kneel because it would put too much strain on his joints and he probably couldn't get up without help. But they found a good path together. Passion had fun with Max her wet and aroused, something she never would have suspected before. “Well, slave, how Do you feel yourself? At least I could see your pathetic appearance with those Upgrade brackets a little. You will now become one of these slave jewelry Bear for me for a while!” Max groaned and shifted his weight which he changed his attitude. Passion sensed that he wouldn't have much longer could stand. She would also soon remove his mouth gag, because the reduced air supply endangered his health. Passion acted with extreme caution and wanted the maximum in his Bring out slave education to give Max the gift of mental flight. It It was more than time for him to experience this pleasure again. Possibly This would close a gap and make it complete again. From She wanted that for him with all her heart.
“Woe betide the pain of pleasure that leaves your little ringlet tail standing, then sits down it hits it with the whip! I punish the thing until it's in fits my tiniest penis cage. Your slave cock will be from today on locked away until further notice, because your pleasure belongs to me in the future, right?” Max nodded eagerly. They had previously agreed on this agreement in conversation and defined down to the smallest detail. Nothing happened at Max's will away. Your guest could completely let go and his Enjoy humiliation to the fullest.
Passion grinned nasty and untied Max's wrists. Included She squeezed her attractive body in a skin-tight vinyl mini dress stuck, against the brackets. Max threw his head back and groaned in pain. Passion pressed the mouth gag and increased it Volume by pumping up the butterfly dildo. “Luckily I’m listening not your miserable whining! Come on, lift your belly so I can give you that Can put on a penis cage. With all that fat I have to have the little sausage First look!” Passion knelt on her exciting over-the-knee boots and tried to put the sex toy in the right place. The process turned out to be harder than she thought, and she needed everything their strength to tame the tissue to such an extent to adjust the penis cage. She didn't bother note. Passion respected Max. Conveying this respect was in her important to every moment of their wonderful encounter.
Max probably liked the feeling of being trapped because he twitched violently tugged at his shackles. "Only patience! Your mistress has only just warmed up. I won't be done with you that quickly. You still have to be further embellished in order to keep me sufficiently entertained!” They look towards a tray with different things on it Ropes were lined up and arranged precisely. The ropes were particularly wide and comfortably processed to fit the body contours to suit the customer's needs perfectly. So her passion decided it According to assessment, in order not to cause serious injuries to Max and to prevent avoidable accidents. She didn't want his blood flowing Interrupt or affect the case in which they are sensitive Unintentionally tying areas of skin too tightly.
Max followed Passion's gaze expectantly, looking at the tablet and its Contents. All the tension fell away from his body all at once A contented, blissful expression brightened his features. There both of their eyes met. Passion stroked hers gloved fingers tenderly stroke his cheek. Her gorgeous eyes shone warmly and benevolently. Passion could only imagine how happy she made Max at that moment. How much he already loves his heaven was flying towards her, it was impossible for her to grasp its full scope.
