Psoas Hook Novels & Stories

Echo’s voice cuts through the silence. I don't jump this time. I’m getting used to the ghost in the machine. He’s speaking through the smart speaker again, his voice filling the room. "I’m a little stiff," I grunt, pressing my heels down. "It’s your hips," he observes clinically. "You’re holding tension there. Sexual tension. It’s locking up your psoas muscle." I roll my eyes, upside down. "Is that a medical diagnosis, Doctor Echo?" "It’s a fact. Hold that pose, Mia. Feel the stretch in your hips. Deepen it."

Today we all celebrated that i was awake and thankfully alive. Author’s Note Hey Guys, We have about 2 more chapters to go before the ending of ‘hooked up’ Thank you for reading

"He will go into the water, and you, somehow, will save him." Loretta then smiled at Haisley, just as the same man tied something to Nathan's leg. Haisley looked down, staring in shock at the large hook attached to a heavy dumbbell, perhaps weighing ten kilos or more. "Don't mess around, Loretta!" Nathan barked roughly.

As i knocked the door, i heard a light 'yea' and entered the room. Only to have an heart attack. The shirtless Abhishek met my sight as i was pinned to a nearby wall and lifted on my toes. He had gripped my waist tightly enough to not let me fall as i started in the brown orbs. His eyes flickered down, to my lips before looking at my eyes again. His minty fresh breadth fell on my nostrils and i knew i was gone.

“Oh my god. He hung it up straight away.” “Awesome, I finally had an orgasm after waiting for half a day.” “I didn’t expect the streamer to have such a trick up his sleeve. It’s hard to guard against it.” “Indeed, the psychology streamer is really amazing. They walked over carefully all the way here, and their minds were completely tense. They were about to leave, but when they let down their guard, they were instantly possessed by the iron hook. Psychology really makes one good at escaping.” At this time, Adolf looked at the iron hook indifferently. It was very big, and it was welded on a very thick crossbar. Moreover, there was not only one iron hook on the crossbar. There were four.

Tina reached down and pulled her peach-lips apart while watching intently as Brenda brought the hook to her pussy. Depending on how aroused she was to start with, Brenda sometimes used some lube with this toy, but she could see from the wetness of Tina's now-exposed pussy-lips that she had all the natural lube she'd need. The end of the hook had been designed something like an elongated teardrop with the fat end going in first so that once inside the vagina it could close around the narrower neck providing a full-but-not-stretched feeling. Directly below the neck, the hook expanded into a well-defined cock-head so that with a little more insertion, the user could simulate a just-the-tip cunt