By Mark Apoapsis All alone in the room, Andy lay writhing helplessly on the table, stripped to the waist, his impressive muscles flexing uselessly against the bonds that held him spread-eagle. All that was left of his shirt were
Fraternity Captives
By Mark Apoapsis It was a pretty good party. Some of our fraternity brothers complained about the scarcity of females, so I was doing my duty to them by not using any up. Instead, I was having