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UN-MASKING THE BEAST!
12.21.07
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Alone, trapped: no one to help, to listen, to comfort. "You're a smart man," the CEO thinks. "Find a way out of here!" He tries using his briefcase as a stepstool, but the cell is too tall.
Helpless, fearful, humiliated: his face turns red and sweat drips down his muscular back. His body and impulses dominate him, and he strips down to his white briefs, a reminder of his humanity. Grabbing the only object in the room--the gas-mask--the businessman sits on his briefcase and sighs, regaining composure.
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Still alone in the cell: no one to watch, to judge, to scold. "You're a strong man," the CEO tells himself. "In a world of one, there's no room for business." With this, he takes his briefcase and smashes it against the wall, awakening the primal wildness that lives hidden inside him. His inner-beast is unmasked!
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In a world of one, the CEO has two choices: fear or freedom. Embracing his simulacrum of sexual freedom, the man rubs his hands up and down his body, pressing hard on his shoulders and back to feel both pleasure and pain throughout his body. He traces his muscles: the six circles of his abs, the lines of his pecs, his strong shoulders and bulging biceps. Feeling his cock throb as he reaches down to his briefs, he breaths deeply into the gas mask, closes his eyes, and begins stroking...
Feeling his dick surge with heat, he loses control of rational thought. Now completely separated from the world of business, of values, of judgment, he embraces his own virility: he is a wild beast, a carnal demon, and free to feel the way he was born to feel...
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