Sunday Afternoon

Postby Mr. E » Sat Oct 24, 2009 6:48 am

It was a Sunday like any other. And yet this Sunday was different, for it was the start of a Sunday afternoon tradition.
I suppose introductions are in order. There were three married couples:
-Jeremy and Amanda,
-Will and Jennifer, and
-Adam and Jessica.
All three were young married couples. Very young. Jeremy, Amanda, and Jessica were still in college. Those of these couples that were not in college were able to get jobs at the college, which helped pay for their partner’s tuition. So that only leaves Amanda and Jeremy in the cold, and they at least cut down by housing together. Jeremy & Amanda were really close with Will and Jennifer, but not as much with Adam and Jessica, though they were still friends.
One Sunday, Jeremy and Amanda were at church. Jeremy had seen Will and Adam around earlier and naturally, Amanda had to talk to Jennifer and Jessica. They broke off their conversation as the service started.
Halfway through the service, Amanda leaned over to Jeremy.
“I’m not feeling well,” she said.
“Ok…what do you want to do?” Jeremy asked her.
“Can we go home?”
“I guess so. If you don’t think you can make it another half hour.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I can make it,” she said.
“Ok, that’s good enough for me.”
So Jeremy and Amanda made for home. Jeremy said he would stop at the Boston Market that was right around the corner from where they lived to get some food before parking in front of the couch for football. She could rest while he watched football. It was a plan.
When they stopped Amanda didn’t want anything to eat. They went home, put the food on the table, and Jeremy sat Amanda on the couch while he went to go change into some more comfortable clothes. When he came back she had already changed. He ate while she sat on the couch in silence.
When he was done he came and joined her on the couch and turned on the TV to watch some NFL pre-game, as it was only 11:45 now. She would say something every few minutes, and text too. All of the sudden, Jeremy felt a little tired, unusually tired, and just tilted his head back a bit, and rapidly started falling asleep. He could hear Amanda’s voice fading…
“Jeremy?” A moment passed. “Jeremy? Are you asleep…?”
From there Jeremy heard a lot of noises, but none that he could really remember distinctively.
As Jeremy started to wake up, he realized he was sitting up. And couldn’t move his legs. Or his arms. He knew at once he was tied up, in bondage. The restraint was giving him a hard-on in his black speedo. That’s right, speedo. No, Jeremy wasn’t wearing one earlier, or for that matter hadn’t worn one for a while, since his last swimming competition. It was much to Jeremy’s surprise.
His hands were in these leather mitts, strapped to the arms of a black, leather computer chair. He was bound at the wrists, biceps, upper torso (under armpits), stomach and finally ankles to the legs that arched out to the wheels on the chair. The bonds were a mix of rope, duct tape, and leather straps and buckles. Jeremy gave a decent struggle, just to confirm what he thought: Amanda always tied really well.
Amanda and Jeremy had played numerous bondage games as husband and wife mostly with Jeremy on the receiving end, but this felt a little bit different. Perhaps it was due to what he saw next.
Will lay motionless on his side on the floor in nothing but a white jockstrap, his hands pulled behind him, and his legs too, forming a hog-tie with white rope. He was sleeping soundly. This was really odd to Jeremy. Really odd. To make it even weirder, Adam was on the couch covered up to his neck in a leather sleepsack. He too lay motionless, asleep. Jeremy could hear chatter from across his house, but couldn’t make anything out. He debated the thought of calling out and drawing attention to himself, so he tried to get free for a moment, which proved futile. Finally he gave in.
“Will! Will! Psst! Wake up!” he managed in a whisper.
There was no response. This continued for several minutes. Then finally…
“Will!”
Will groggily stirred. He woke rolling around a little bit, finally coming to the realization that he was in a hog-tie. As he rolled back onto his side, he started to look at himself, hog-tied in a jockstrap, and without looking up started talking.
“What? What’s going on? Why am I tied up?” he said groggily.
“Hey, Will, um, welcome to my house.”
“Jeremy, what the crap is going on?” he said, and then started struggling.
“I don’t know, but keep your voice down.” Jeremy shot a glance around to see if anyone had heard them. “Try to get free.”
“No crap, Sherlock,” was the reply he said while struggling.
“Well, clearly you’re enjoying this,” Jeremy said, referring to the obnoxious bulge in Will’s jockstrap.
“Whatever. Your speedo isn’t exactly helping you out at all,” Will fired back.
For a few minutes the two guys in their early-mid-twenties remained in silence, slightly embarrassed and testing their bonds. It was in these few minutes that Adam started to stir.
“Well, I wonder what he’s wearing,” Jeremy said.
“Perv,” Will said, joking with his friend.
“I mean, like, I hope he’s not naked in there,”
“Who’s naked?” Adam said rather loudly as he awoke.
“Shhh. Keep it down,” Will said.
“Why?” he asked.
“Cause we don’t know what’s going on right now and it would be best to not attract attention,” Jeremy delegated.
“I’m in a giant condom, what’s to know?”
“It’s a sleepsack, Adam,” Jeremy clarified.
“Dude, that’s totally yours, isn’t it? That’s why you wanted to make sure he’s wasn’t naked,” Will reasoned.
“Uh, yeah,” Jeremy admitted.
“Wait, who’s naked?” Adam asked.
The three guys let out a little chuckle before proceeding.
“Jeremy over there wanted to know if you were naked, because it is his sleepsack apparently,” Will explained.
“First of all, no, I am not naked. I’m wearing something tight, like a brief or something, just not cotton. Second, this is yours?” he said.
“Good, he’s not naked,” Jeremy breathed.
“Well, practically!” Will said.
“So Jeremy’s into bondage,” Adam commented.
“Will is too, just look at his jockstrap,” Jeremy said. “So that only leaves you, Adam. Are you enjoying this?”
“Well, kinda. I mean, me and Jess have never done anything this hardcore before,” he answered.
“Yep, he’s horny,” Will said.
The three guys laughed at this for a moment.
“So, at least two of us are bondage freaks,” Jeremy said.
“Listen, that’s great and all, but who found this out? I mean, I didn’t even know that you were into this, so who else would?” Will said to Jeremy.
“I think I know,” Jeremy started, “the only person who knows about me is…”
“Me,” said Amanda, standing in the door way with Jennifer and Jessica. “Yes, we confided in each other and shared our husbands’ fetishes and then planned this afternoon.”
“Wait right there, I don’t have a huge bondage fetish, so you should…you know…let me out of this,” Adam commented.
“While it’s true, Adam, that you are only into it a little, but when Jess heard a little coup, she just wanted to partake,” Jennifer added.
“Ok so…,” Jeremy started.
“No, that’s enough talk. Ladies,” Amanda said. The three girls each pulled out a gag and approached their husband.
“Wait, what’s that for?” Adam asked, with the other two agreeing.
“You guys would probably talk us out of this if we don’t gag you, and plus, you guys make so much noise when you are rooting for your football teams,” Jessica said.
The girls proceeded to put gags on their respective husbands. Amanda put a black muzzle on Jeremy that buckled in the back, tightly covering the mouth and keeping the jaw shut. Will had a small ball-gag that was then covered by a leather cover-gag. Adam started struggling and shifting avoiding the gag, but Jessica pulled out a remote and then Adam went even crazier for a minute. The three girls held him, put in a mouth guard, shut his mouth and wrapped it with duct tape. When they were done with that, they turned the tape sticky side out, and went underneath his jaw to keep it clamped down on the mouth guard.
The three bound and gagged men let out a chorus of “MMMM”s. Still struggling.
“Now that you boys are nice and quiet, we have a few rules for you,” Jennifer said.
The only reply was the constant “MMMMM”.
“Listen up…quiet!…ok, fine, have it your way,” Jennifer said.
All of the sudden vibrations went off on the rings in each husband’s underwear. This sent each one of them squirming for several long seconds when they turned it off. (It was right then that Jeremy and Will realized what had made Adam even crazier as they gagged him.)
“Now that I have your attention, I think you guys should listen. We are going to let you men watch your football is perfect peace. Of course, we have items of interest: #1, if you misbehave we turn on the vibrators, but we will get them off before you can get happy. If behavior persists, we will simply turn the TV off. #2, you are not allowed to jack off, and each of you will find out why tonight. Not that it seems too likely, but there will be punishment if you do. #3, we will come in and change positions for you every so often, like every half-time, or at the 4 o’clock games. #4, we will take care of your food and drink, but if you should need anything, you guys should start humming “Jingle Bells” as loud as you can. So if you have to go to the bathroom, hum “Jingle Bells”. But before you guys get happy with the humming, if we hear a false alarm, then you guys will pay for it. Any questions?” Jennifer wrapped up.
“Mmmm!” came from all three.
“I thought not,” she finished.
“Enjoy the game, honey,” Amanda said.
“MMMM!” they all continued.
Jessica set up a baby monitor, and after that they left their nearly naked husbands, who each had a hard-on due to both the bondage and the vibrators, but were thoroughly bound, effectively gagged, and could do nothing about the bulge in their speedo/jockstrap or their bonds. The only thing left was to enjoy the game.
The game had already started the second quarter, and the three men did watch it. In the commercials they would struggle quite a bit, trying to get out and perhaps enjoying it a bit. It was impossible to communicate with the effective gags. The only communication came when a team scored or a big play, and it was simply “MMMM”. Everything else was tonal communication.
The 4:00 o’clock game started. That means they must have been there for at least a couple of hours. Adam started humming a song, Jingle Bells, indicating he needed something. A few seconds later Jessica and Jennifer came into the living room and asked what Adam needed. All they got was “MMMM”. So they tried a different approach.
“Ok, listen, grunt once for yes, grunt twice for no,” Jennifer said. “Do you need something to drink?”
“MMM-MMM,” Adam grunted, indicating no.
“Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Jessica asked.
“MMM!” Adam answered back through the gag.
“Ok, well we’ll have to…” Jennifer started.
“Wait, is it pee?” Jessica asked.
“MMM!” Adam confirmed.
“Oh, that just means you’re not turned on enough, Adam. Here, I’ll help,” Jessica said.
With that she turned on Adam’s vibrator, sending him squirming and struggling against the black leather sleep sack and moaning into his gag. That lasted a full 20-30 seconds.
“You should be good now, see ya Adam,” Jessica said, leaving the room.
After this the men went back to watching the 4 o’clock game, doing all they could do to stay comfortable and get out of their bonds.
The ladies walked in with about 1:16 left until halftime.
“You guys want some food?” Amanda asked.
“MMM!” came the unanimous reply.
“Yeah ok, let’s get the around the table,” Amanda said.
She simply wheeled Jeremy, on a computer chair, over to the table. Adam, still in a sleepsack, was also put on a computer chair and wheeled over to the table. For Will, the rope connecting his wrist bonds and his ankle bonds was untied, so now he simply was tied hands in the back and ankles, and he hopped to the table with Jessica’s guidance.
“Ok gentlemen, there are meal rules. We are going to ungag you and feed you. But if you start mouthing off at us then we are going to gag you again and no food.” Amanda dictated. “Also, feel free to eat as much as you want or talk to us as much as you want, but know that you only 10 minutes and after that you guys are going back to the living room. Understood?”
The three men nodded, and Jeremy letting out a “mmm” to confirm it. After this each wife ungagged their respective husband and started feeding them some of the food they made. Any other Sunday the men would have demanded something more football-friendly for food, more so than the present salad and such, but now they weren’t complaining, not now with the women in control. They all knew that one complaint would send the gags back on.
Jeremy was the first to break the silence.
“I must hand it to you girls, you really planned this out well,” he said, half meaning it, half trying to butter them up. What he was trying to accomplish not even Jeremy knew.
“Yeah, we were scared too that the sleeping pills in each of your food was going to last too long, but it was almost perfect,” Jennifer said.
“Oh, ok, so that’s why I got so sleepy on the couch, you guys drugged me,” Jeremy said.
“Yeah, I was texting Jennifer and Jessica when you fell asleep to make sure everything was going to plan on their side, and it did,” Amanda added.
“Hey, could I not have that ball-gag shoved back in my mouth, I know it’s not that big, but my jaw is soar as heck,” Will said changing the subject.
“Yeah, I will wash it out for whoever has It next,” Jennifer said.
“Wash out Adam’s mouth guard too!” Jessica added.
“After they’re done, we’ll get you guys new positions,” Amanda said.
When Jennifer came back with the clean gags she handed them to Amanda and Jessica. Jessica approached Adam with the harness-muzzle gag.
“You get it easy this time, because you’re new at this,” Jessica told him, strapping the muzzle gag tightly in place, covering the mouth and keeping the jaw closed.
Will was given the mouth guard, which he wisely complied with and bit down on the mouth guard while Jennifer wrapped tape several times around his head, and then just like with Adam earlier, turned the tape sticky side out and went under his jaw and over his head a few times to keep his mouth closer and down on the mouth guard.
“So I am stuck with the ball-gag?” Jeremy asked.
“Tell you what, Jeremy, since you have the ball-gag, you get to decide what position you want,” Amanda said.
The other two men “MMM”ed In protest.
“Well, if that’s the case, I want the sleepsack,” Jeremy answered.
“Ok,” Amada said.
“But I-,“ Jeremy started, but was interrupted by Amanda forcing the ball gag into his mouth. This was followed up with the leather cover gag to keep the ball in the mouth. It was at this point that the ladies let the men use the restroom very strategically, one at a time as they were relocated to their new position, still gagged, with 2 minutes, and wives watching.
Jeremy was put into the leather sleepsack. He now felt what Adam had woken to, with leather sleeves inside the sack for his arms, preventing them from getting to the massive throbbing bulge in his speedo or from getting out in anyway. Complete with his ball and leather cover gag, he was all tied up and gagged and nowhere to go.
As Jeremy’s sleepsack was fastened, Will’s hands were put into the leather mitts that Jeremy had worn. The buckles on the wrist ensured that they were tight, preventing escape. Just like Jeremy, his wrists, biceps, upper torso, stomach and ankles were fastened to the chair. A towel was placed on the chair though, to prevent his exposed butt (he was wearing a jockstrap) from grossing out the chair.
Adam was given the new experience of being in a hogtie. Jessica tied his hands and feet behind him, laying him on his stomach, and then tied his bonds together, perhaps a little tighter than Adam was comfortable with, but Jessica was intent on him enjoying it.
As the three ladies finished, Amanda asked, “Everything secure?”
“Let’s find out,” Jennifer said.
With that, once again, the vibrators in the men’s underwear went off, causing the men to struggle frantically to no avail.
“MMMM!” they all sounded, but it was no use. After a good 10 seconds of vibrating rings on their cocks, they were bulging as ever, as they had been most the day, and unable to satisfy that in anyway, though the felt like they were about to explode. This proved to be quite an effective torture method on the men. After the 10 seconds, they turned the vibrators off.
“Good work Jess, Jen,” Amanda said “let’s leave them to their game.”
And they did, and the men struggled as ever, having been turned on most all day and really wanting relief and satisfaction. But they knew their efforts were both futile and done in a sense of enjoyment. The NFL games themselves were enjoyable too.
As the 4 o’clock game came to a close, and then half time of the 8 o’clock game, the men were wondering when the girls were going to call it quits and let them out. The women waited for half-time, turned off the TV and addressed the men.
“Ok, it’s time to go home.”
The men were not expecting what happened next. Will was wheeled outside and directly placed inside the van (which conveniently had a row of seats taken out). Will was lifted by the other 2 women and placed in Jennifer’s back seat. Amanda wished them well before returning inside to a puzzled, aroused, bound and gagged Jeremy. She pulled him off the couch and dragged him to the bedroom and put him on the bed with a pillow under his head to make him comfortable.
“Ok, this is what you’ve been waiting for,” she said. She undressed and crawled into bed with the bound Jeremy. He had never been so aroused and at the same time not able to do anything about it. She even flipped the vibrator on for 5 seconds, off for 5 seconds and repeated this a few times, with Jeremy moaning into his gag every time. Amanda undid both gags and the two started kissing passionately for several minutes. Finally, she undid a pouch on the sleepsack that opened up at the crotch, revealing just a sight of his bulging speedo. As they kissed she would take her hand and stroke his speedo bulge until she reached down and pulled his speedo down, revealing his arousal. She grabbed the vibrating ring on his member and started to remove it and then stopped.
“Do you want to do this?” she asked.
Ungagged and able to talk, he said “Yes!”
“Well, if so you will have to sign this,” she said.
“Ok, later,” Jeremy said, anxious to say the least.
“No, Jeremy. Now. If you don’t, I will put your speedo and gag back on, turn on the vibrator every 30 minutes for the rest of the night, and you will miss all your classes in tomorrow because you will be stuck in this sleepsack. Don’t think for a minute I won’t do it.”
Jeremy did not like the idea of that, he was aroused now and didn’t want this to prolong into the future.
“Ok, give me a pen…in my mouth I guess,” he said hastily.
She did just that and he signed it without really reading it, just wanting satisfaction.
After that she put it away and passionately kissed Jeremy for a while and stroked his member. She put the leather cover gag back on (not the ball gag). Jeremy tried to protest but he really didn’t have anything to say about it, not when the gag was buckled and couldn’t do anything about it being in the sleepsack. Even without the ball gag in, the leather gag did a pretty good job. With his member sticking straight up, Amanda mounted him and finally gave him the best sex he had ever had in his life, all while in a sleepsack.
Afterwards, Amanda got off him and laid next to him, both panting and basking in the ecstasy. She only said the word “wow”. Jeremy felt amazing.
They rested their a few minutes.
Finally, Amanda stirred. She put the vibrator back on Jeremy’s member and put it back in his tight black speedo and shut the crotch pouch on the leather sleep sack. Jeremy started making noise into his gag, and finally Amanda said…
“Goodnight,” she said as she turned off the lights and pulled over the covers.
“MMMM! MMMM!” Jeremy went into a panic squirming.
Then, as if reading Jeremy’s thoughts, she spoke to him.
“I told you that if you didn’t sign that paper I would make you miss class and turn on the vibrator every 30 minutes. Well since you signed it I won’t do that. But you’re still staying like that until class tomorrow,” she explained. “Good night.”
“MMMMM! MMMMM!” Jeremy moaned, struggling against the sleepsack frantically.
“Quiet. We both need to sleep,” Amanda said.
“MMMMM! MMMMM!” Jeremy persisted.
“Fine,” Amanda said, reaching over to the remote.
With the flick of a switch the vibrator on Jeremy’s cock went off. Jeremy moaned and struggled as hard as he could for a good 15 seconds, when she turned it off.
“Unless you want to make this an all-night thing, I suggest you be quiet and go to sleep,” Amanda stated.
Jeremy relented. What else was he supposed to do? He was in a leather sleepsack, clad only in a speedo with a vibrator in it, and gagged. Finally he conceded, and after several minutes eventually fell asleep with Amanda cuddling with him. What a Sunday.

***

The next morning Amanda got up and stirred Jeremy. She leaned over, still unclothed, and spoke to him.
“I realize that I have been mean and taking advantage of you. But I think I know how to make it up to you,” she said.
Just like that and it was a repeat from the night before. She undid the pouch for at the crotch of the sleep sack and pulled down the speedo. She took off the vibrator and stroked his member, causing him to stir and moan through the gag as his arousal grew. Finally, she mounted him once more and gave him a climax worthy of the night before.
After they finished and rested for two minutes, she put his member back in the speedo and started to release him, saving the gag for last, letting him take it off. After being released, he simply exhaled and kissed his wife on the cheek before taking a shower before class as Amanda made breakfast. He wasn’t mad, he had watched football all day and had the best sex of his life.
At the breakfast table, the two carried on as if life was never interrupted. They talked about what was on the agenda that day. Finally Jeremy talked about it.
“So, yesterday was pretty amazing,” he said.
“Yesterday, or last night?” she coyly asked.
“Both,” he answered. “We should do something like that every Sunday afternoon.”
“Like?” she asked.
“Well, yeah, you know, just without the sleeping pills, and a little bit more sex,” he answered.
“We’ll see?” she said looking away.
A moment of silence.
“What do you mean by that?” Jeremy asked.
“Well, you did sign away your Sunday afternoons for the football season last night,” she said.
“I did what?” Jeremy asked.
It was at that moment remembered the paper he signed the night before. He had been too anxious for sexual pleasure to read it. Amanda pulled out a paper and put it in front of Jeremy. It was a contract.
It said that Jeremy relinquishes his freedom from Sunday following church to the next class period wearing whatever Amanda wanted, being tied and gagged however Amanda wanted. A clause read that, in the event that this contract was violated, there could be up to all three penalties: 1. Photos taken by Amanda when Jeremy was sleeping could now be legally released as pornography or to whatever publisher Amanda wished 2. financial restitution up to $20,000 dollars could be awarded to Amanda in a private account, and 3. Assets such as the car or house would be surrendered to Amanda for whatever purpose including liquidation. Jeremy was mortified at the terms and to see his sloppy signature at the bottom, and to see that it was notarized at the bottom.
Jeremy looked at a grinning Amanda.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while,” she said as she kissed him on the cheek. Jeremy couldn’t help but smile.
It became very clear that there would be many Sunday Afternoons, just like this one.


EPILOGUE
2 weeks later
It was Sunday again, and like hundreds of thousands of men his age Jeremy was watching the Sunday football games with friends, Adam and Will. Of course that is where the similarities probably ended. All three of these men were thoroughly bound and gagged, watching the games, unable to move or make much noise, or satisfy their boners.
As it turns out, Will and Adam had sexual experiences quite like Jeremy that coaxed them into a contract that they were not fully aware. As a result they now joined Jeremy in bondage in his living room to watch the game every week.
The pull-out bed from inside the couch had been pulled out, and Amanda had used an “under-the-bed restraint system” to tie Jeremy up spread eagle quite tight and effectively until his classes the next day. He was only wearing a white jockstrap, and inside that was a vibrator that served as a controlling agent, torture device, and stimulant. Jeremy had been gagged with the harness tightly over his face. A new rule was that whoever had the harness didn’t get to change gags. Jeremy didn’t seem to mind. To be honest, Jeremy was quite enjoying his Sunday afternoon, and the jockstrap he wore amply showed it.
Will had been in a hogtie in a speedo but made the mistake of using the floor to satisfy himself. All the rules were in place from 2 weeks ago, with a few more, so once the girls found this out, they reacted harshly. They changed him into a jockstrap (with the vibrator still on his cock), blindfolded him, put ear plugs in his ears, and placed a vibrating butt plug up his butt. The ladies contemplated gagging him with his own soiled speedo, but instead gagged him with the ball gag and leather cover and put the speedo over his head. He was tied tightly to a pillar with his legs spread and arms pulled behind. He could no longer enjoy the games by sight or sound or by sitting down, unable to satisfy his new bulge that came from torturous use of the vibrator in his jock, and of course having another vibrator shoved up his butt.
Adam was sitting down on a dinner table chair, modeling a new, black leather straight jacket. It fit quite snug and Jessica had made the buckles in the back appropriately tight, as she had for the crotch straps that hugged his bulging white jockstrap. A few straps had been used to secure his chest to the chair to, as well as his ankles to the legs of the chair. He was gagged with the mouth guard and a mix of duct tape and bondage tape. The straight jacket was a new experience for Adam, but according to his jockstrap, it was quite enjoyable.
“They’re such good husbands,” Jessica said.
“Mostly because we are such good wives, giving them what they like: bondage and football, only giving it to them together,” commented Jennifer.
“You mean, bondage, football, and sex,” Jessica corrected.
“Well, yeah…,” Jennifer said, making all three ladies laugh.
“Altogether, I think it will be a fantastic season. Don’t you boys?” Amanda asked.
The men were watching the game and not really paying attention, and Will couldn’t hear if he wanted to.
“I said, it’s going to a fantastic season, isn’t it boys?” she repeated much louder, only this time, she flicked on their vibrators to get a reply.
Each man squirmed, struggled, and moaned as hard as they could.
“MMMMM!”
“That’s what we thought,” Amanda said, as the three women giggled.

EDIT: Can anyone tell me how to make the paragraphs actually indent? The box I type in shows it indented, but when I submit there are no indentations.

Re: Sunday Afternoon

Postby stuew » Wed Feb 10, 2010 3:37 pm

What about Part 2

Re: Sunday Afternoon

Postby shadow20 » Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:00 am

we have heard this story before. Its a great story, its just been told before, but nothing wrong with re posting an old good story. :mrgreen:
Anybody want to talk about bondage or my experiences i would love to talk, PM me.
You talk too much, but I know how to fix that! :mrgreen:

Re: Sunday Afternoon

Postby mikeybound » Sat Sep 03, 2016 12:13 pm

I'm having fun going through the old stories

Re: Sunday Afternoon

Postby bondagefreak » Sat Sep 03, 2016 4:54 pm

mikeybound wrote:I'm having fun going through the old stories


Not to mention bumping old threads so that new members can get a glimpse of the site during it's former days of glory.
It's just too bad so many of these works were distorted during the move to the archives.

After six years, you're still one of the best reviewers on here.
Cheers Mikeybound cheers
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