RichardLenoir User Profile | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

June 21
France
Deviant for 6 years
He / Him

My Bio

hi ladies, I wish for a Slave again in my man’s life... I practiced some, with love and respect (in our real lives). So am here to show my deep interest in consensual bondage relationships, in spandex and latex submissives, which I‘ve been in love with, a while ago in real, but secretly addict to for all my life .. I‘m a still handsome guy practicing sports and art, loving beauty and women, I’m not looking my age, and would love to meet an aged 30-50 lady to give and share a some-time fun with, on the French Riviera. Not interested by baby dolls proposing themselves through agencies on the web, thanks...

Favourite Movies

Flood, Luc Besson’s « Joan of Arc », Underworld, Demonlover, MyWonder Women...

Favourite TV Shows

Avengers

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Calogero, Keane, Jeanne Mas, Madonna, Philipp Glass, Arvö Part , Giacomo Puccini, HenryPurcell,..

Favourite Books

Books I did not read yet...

Favourite Writers

Those who are writing to me

Other Interests

Running, swimming, watching movies (not series), psychology, nature, wildlife style...

Donation Pool

Please donate some points and I would share them👏

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Goal

Donors

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50/500 points

“Aouch SOB, that hurts” ! 😠 “And btw, this witch almost no breast, burn the tender flesh of her wet💦💦 armpits instead hehehe 😛...they’re offered, they’re damped, and so they will perfectly crackle and bruise under your torch” said the chief Tormentor... and really the atmosphere in the tortures cell got filled by warm female’s sweat smell, until the terrible odor of burned flesh and the witch unbearable cries of agony (asking to confess her « witchcraft » ! ) would shorten the evil justice’s investigation ... - “au bûcher les sorcières, au bûcher !!” 🌚 was the crowd shouting outside of the torture’s dungeon 😈, already waiting for the final stage of that trial... they were so anxious to see another lovely young lady of the court tied solid to the stake, hands behind pole, humiliated for the countless minutes of being completely chained to the pole ( wearing the new orange second skin bodysuit) - slowly chained neck to ankles- then enumerated all her false charges of witchcraft in

I had a dream last night of a younger (than me) girl who openly spoke in a party with a few other persons of the frustrating evening she had the passed night : she was dating 3 boys on websites to come one after another, to tie her up in different ways all night long… but finally no one accepted my dreamed beauty’s request because they said like “ we better know each others better” or “ you have a mental issue which could be treated” or “could we talk instead” etc etc… so no one tied her up… when I heard this my heart start beating and I gently approached the young sex bomb… my dreams finished as she was on her knees and pawns, all soaked after a shower , I was seated next to her my back in a wall, tenderly stroking her delicious wet hairs and shoulders, probably after an exhausting bondage session for hours… oh my gosh, it was so beautiful to have met this girl and to be already so intimate !

“Hurry up Ole slave, you’re already late to be dressed for our trip back to Greece !“:D

unitard encounter by RichardLenoir 🎄💝AN UNEXPECTED CHRISTMAS MEETING 🎄🤩 « So what my beauty » , said the handsome man she just met 2h ago at the hotel’s lounge, in a lonesome December 25th’s evening... « You accepted my gifts of this stunning unitard first, then after our dinner you came to this bedroom with me, now that your wrists are gently tied (with ribbons) behind your head you are scared of what I could do to you ... ? I’ll tell y’a, but please, do not shout at me like that, babe ... I’ll not hurting you in any way, and the hotel’s attendant may be alerted by other guests : I’ll make the sexual desire growing inside of you along with the natural fear you cannot retain, being detained on a bed by an unknown man who handles a knife... this small blade is not sharp, you see, it’ ll’be used only to follow the marvelous curves of your well shaped body, and you’ll feel it across the very thin and expanded Fabric of your unitard ... I hope you’re not feeling entangled too much in