My trinity of fantasies

We all have fantasies, that place in our minds where we think about what could have been, what we could do. In my post “Why am I here?” I looked at what makes me tick and my bucket list. Here I explain my three primary fantasies.

Firstly, I must state that these contain my imaginary characters (actors if you want).
These are not silicon breasted Amazons or chiselled Adonis'; these are the type of people I might meet on a day to day basis in the street, those that use the same shops as me. The main types are empty nesters, divorcees, widowed people. Late middle-aged, non-descript. Someone, you may share a glance with though you will probably forget each other in seconds.
Does that person have fantasies? Does the housewife chat to her friends about the 'goings on at No. 20' and later fantasise that it was her? Does her husband do his duty once a week missionary style? But does he wonder if the man he sees on the way to work is better endowed than him? And would he play with him given the chance?
These are the type of character waiting in the wings of my fantasies.

I have three main fantasies, hence my calling them the Trinity. There isn't a favourite, anyone can be the 'apex' on the day and they can intermingle and combine.
In no favourite order they are:
CFNM
Bi-curious
CBT

CFNM.

This fantasy dates from the end of my apprenticeship in 1978. On that day my 'workmates' stripped me naked and threw all my clothes out of the second-floor window. I had to walk through the factory naked; through a workroom with 130 women of all ages to recover my clothes. I chose to try some dignity and walked slowly with my arms at my sides, my scrawny 19-year-old physique on show, my ears burning to the catcalls and comments about my endowment (“It's OK girls, its a bit like a cock only smaller” etc).
The fantasy itself is based around my being in a situation where at least two mature women get me in a position where they can expose me, where they can subject me to humiliation. In my fantasy it cumulates with them bringing me to a ruined or spoiled orgasm, my semen dribbling down my thigh or dripping to the ground as they walk away laughing.
This is a fantasy that also extends to my wanting to appear in a CFNM video if any producer is interested?

Bi-curious.

This fantasy derives from my desire to have some pleasure with a man.
It starts at the point where me and another man have started playing with each other, both of us are first timers and are taking our play slowly. Either a female acquaintance or the other man's wife walks in on us and decides to direct our play, telling me what to do with him, and him what to do to me. Sometimes this moves on to our having to satisfy her and licking her pussy clean if required.

CBT.

My CBT fantasy and play does not revolve around sudden pain!
I do not find the idea of a leather-clad dominatrix or a man-hating lesbian crushing my nuts underfoot, or kicking my balls out of the stadium at all pleasurable.
I enjoy the idea of binding my balls, tieing them up, stretching them. I enjoy the gradual build-up of pain from an ache onward. I want to see how much weight my scrotum and balls can endure, how far I can stretch them and how long I can endure this torment.
I don't want to do this with cheaply made tat from the internet. I enjoy making my own bindings and shackles with stuff from my shed or the local DIY store.
I enjoy photographing this but would love for someone to come up with new ideas for ways that I can push my bounds.

With all these fantasies the can combine, move into each other. If anyone reading this wants to suggest new ideas or combine their fantasy please contact me.