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er hands
still tied and Yuri's mouth gagged, I lead Yuri's back to my apartment where
further bondage and pleasure awaits us both.
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Chapter 1: Eroticism and Speed
I remember the first time I associated driving fast with eroti-
cism. I was 16 years old and I had only held my license for a
few months. I was in "the boat" as the old Chrysler was affec-
tionately called, and driving down Rt 3. I came around a bend
and saw a nice straightaway and pushed on the gas. As the four
barrel opened up, I found my legs were tingling with excitement.
I stepped more boldly on the accelerator, and felt the tell tale
stirrings of an impending hard on in my groin. As I reached 90 I
was semi-hard; I chickened out shortly thereafter. Power and
control - it was erotic.
Several years later I had a fast car, a Mustang GT. I had de-
veloped a taste for speed by this time, and would take a "beat
cruise" at nearly any opportunity. My girlfriend discovered my
secret during a race with an IROC Z28 on the highway. At speeds
in excess of 130 MPH, I was excited both by the speed and this
strange erotic feeling I got whenever I was driving more than
twice the legal speed. My girlfriend had been resting Yuri's hand
on my inner thigh as I drove, but as I reached cruising spe
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