Sorority Handcuff Hazing (restrained menage erotica & restrained lesbian erotica)

By Lindsey Purl

Visiting professor Michael is enjoying the little-used campus gym when he stumbles across a dirty sorority hazing secret. Staying out of sight, he enjoys the show as the handcuffed girls enjoy each other. But will Michael be content to simply watch when the next set of girls arrive?

Warning: this 8400-word erotic story contains restrained wet college girls, voyeurism, masturbation, intense f/f and m/f/f sexual situations, and an ending that will change the way you look at gym showers forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lindsey Purl
• Release date: May 3, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476381503

Lindsey Purl

By night, Lindsey Purl leads a double life as an author of sizzling taboo erotica. She spends her days in an office, secretly wearing lacy thongs under her business skirts while dreaming up her next naughty story.

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Sorority Handcuff Hazing

by

Lindsey Purl

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Copyright 2012 Lindsey Purl

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Michael stripped off his gym shorts and toweled off the sweat from his workout. The locker room was, as usual, completely empty except for him. Enjoying the cool air on his naked skin, Michael strolled over to the sinks on the far side of the room and looked at himself in the mirror. Ever since coming to this college as a visiting professor he had been determined to get in shape. That had been many months ago, and for the first time in his life he was looking surprisingly fit. He could actually see the hard ridges of his abs, and his shoulders and chest had gained an impressive amount of mass. He was younger than most of the professors and had decided it was best to start these sorts of habits before getting too comfortable with the academic lifestyle.

After trying the enormous new gym that the college had built near the dorms, Michael had decided it wasn’t worth the crowds. Sure, it was very fancy and new, but there were just too many people even for such a large space, most of them loud younger college kids. That’s when he had discovered the old student athletic center. The building had to be one of the oldest on campus. It wasn’t run down, but it was definitely an antique. The only people who ever seemed to use it were a few student organizations that used the basketball courts for various activities. Despite going several times a week, Michael had yet to see a single person in the weight room. Even better, the locker and shower rooms were on the far side of the weight room—inconveniently placed compared to the other bathrooms in the building so that he had never once seen another soul in them. In short, Michael had his own private gym