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Intake – Part 01

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Written by Lukas Tyler

Note: This was my actual experience from a weeklong prison roleplay event and 100% accurate to the best of my ability. Originally this story was written only as a personal reference of a very meaningful experience I had. I tried to preserve every step, every thought, and every interaction. This is not fiction.

Lukas Tyler true bondage storyI think I’m at the right spot. None of us have ever been here before. The guy that was supposed to drive cancelled three days ago. I volunteered because I get motion sickness in the back seat, but being the young guy I feel I have to take the worst seat. I like the power and control that driving gives me. But it also means when something goes wrong, it’s my fault. One of the two others in the car is telling me to follow the GPS. I’m trying to match the red circle on a screenshot to Google Maps. He tells me to turn right. I don’t. I block out everything he’s saying, trying to focus on what instinctually feels right. I keep driving and then find a parking lot with a dozen cars, and an old white school bus with paint over whatever label it used to have.

There’s a building the size of a small house with one door propped open by a chair. A chain link fence at least 12 feet tall topped with razor wire exists mere feet past the building. Inside the fence stood worn square buildings that looked of 1960s construction with peeling white paint. It wasn’t meant to be inviting. It was meant to say you don’t belong here. And no one was there. The county road had an occasional car on the other side of an overgrown ditch that separated us from them. It felt like the right spot.

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Copdar – Ride Along Souvenir

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By Cuffsandcops

Friday evening I went on my third ride along of the year. It all came about from talking to the deputy at the sporting goods store from my last tale. I spoke with that deputy on another visit to that store about doing a ride along. He works as an investigator and referred me to the patrol division. He provided a name and phone number for me to call to set a ride along up. The following day, I made the call and left a voicemail. A few days later, I noticed a missed call from the sheriffs department while I was at work. I took a moment to return the call and spoke to the Captain. I gave him the back story of my conversation with the deputy at the store and inquired about experiencing the arresting process. He told me that was not something they did, but a ride along could be scheduled. The Captain emailed me paperwork to complete which included a waiver and instructed me to send it back to him to move forward.

It took me a week to get the paperwork done, as it needed to be notorized, which proved more challenging that I would have thought. I emailed the paperwork back to the Captain. A couple of days later, I had another missed call from the sheriffs department.

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Leather Road Trip – Part 03

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By rts

Sitting wearing this chastity belt was not too comfortable. My cock was forced toward my crotch by the tight steel strap holding the access hole firmly around my butt hole then up my back to the belt. My piss-soaked leathers were squeaking as I squirmed around on the saddle trying to find a rideable position. The vibrations the road and the motor transferred to my caged cock, pressing down on the seat and constantly stimulating it. This was going to be a long, uncomfortable ride. I now realized that with my cock in this position I would have to drop my leathers and squat whenever I needed to piss or just let it go and continue to soak my leathers, adding to the rankness. With 2 days ride to my place, 2 days there and 2 days back to Smitty’s, I would remain locked in these miserable hides for another week, so continuing to piss in them would be impossible to endure.

As I rode the miles, slowly my discomfort increased, each bump agonizing to my poor balls held down tight toward my crotch by the chastity belt, and the strap through my ass didn’t feel too great either. It would be a long 6 days locked in it until I returned to my Sir’s shop.

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A Case of Mistaken Identity

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By Arrest22

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

It was about noon on a Friday. I work overnights, so I was just beginning my weekend. I was flying down the highway on 680. I was wearing dark blue jeans, my Friday staple, a midnight blue polo, and birkenstocks. I changed into my sandals after hitting the gym at work.

Sometimes when the music hits, you lose track of time. In my case, I also lost track of my speedometer.

I saw the blue lights in my rearview before I heard them.

“FUCK!” I exclaimed loudly to no one.

I found a safe place to pull over. Doing so was not the easiest task as it was lunch hour on a Friday. I could hear the cop car telling me to pull over from their loud speaker. It was annoying because that’s exactly what I was trying to do.

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Leather Road Trip – Part 02

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By rts

Note from Metal: This is a continuation of a long-standing story by rts. To start at the beginning, click here.

I was relieved to be getting on my Harley again. It felt weird to be sitting in my piss and sweat soaked leathers in the saddle. I’ve been in all my gear, boots and leathers for 9 days and now locked in them until I get home. The worst part is being constantly trapped in this long sleeve rubber shirt under my jacket hurting with every movement making me sore. I am filthy, smelly, with sweat, piss and stale beer. I am going to be quite the sight on this miserable trip home. It’s about 700 miles and I hope I can do it without any problems in less than 2 days.

I checked the gas and it’s pretty low. Boss told me the nearest station is just over 12 miles and pointed me down the road. I started the bike and headed out. It felt good to be riding again, taking it easy and checking the odometer. When I got to 10 miles the motor started to sputter. I nursed the throttle but only made it another mile before the tank was empty. Crap, I was alone on this empty road, I hadn’t seen another car. Hoping that Boss was right and there was only a mile to go to reach gas, I resigned myself to push my heavy bike that long mile. Lucky for me the road was flat and had no hills to deal with, but locked in my leathers it was a slow long hot sweaty struggle and I had to keep stopping to rest but finally I could see the Gas sign and managed to push the bike the last hundred yards to the pumps. I sat down on the saddle, my leathers squishing with sweat feeling 10 pounds heavy.

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A Writer’s Inspiration

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By Rubrpig

I stretched and rubbed the fur on my chest and sat up in bed.  Looking at the clock I saw that I had slept late but since it was my day off, it really didn’t matter.  I got up from the pile of blankets that was my bed in the corner of my bedroom.  Since I had been collared as a part time slave/boy, all of the furniture in my apartment was off-limits unless my Sir was visiting and ordered me to join him.

I wasn’t expecting a visit from him, so I got up and walked through to the bathroom.  I squatted over the toilet and began pissing.  The piss ran out of the bottom of the steel cage on the Carrara Chastity belt that I wore and had been wearing for nearly 2 years.  I wiped the drips from the cage and then moved to the shower and bent over while reaching behind me and pulled the butt plug from my hole.  I groaned as it slid out and stood up.

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The Interview

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By SlickChaser

Agent J, a recent grad of engineering at a prestigious college, was struggling to find a new job, but came into applying as a specialty agent for an international agency relying on using new tools to spy digitally on foreign targets.

The deal was simple; to be brought in the new agency for the entry level agent program, he would have to prove his loyalty in a high stress environment, mainly getting “caught” and withholding information and using mental tricks to guide his way out. His hiring superior, Agent S, informed him anytime during the next 31 days an event would unfold, and he simply needed to show he could make it through the mock event. If so, he would be selected for one of the spots and paid out a handsome bonus.

For the first few days, agent J was on pins and needles, not knowing where or how it would all unfold. After a few days, he began just going about his normal day. He had a previously scheduled appointment with an outside engineering consult, so expected for that particular day nothing would happen, and it was still day 8, pretty early in the window.

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Non Stop – Part 03

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Written by ty dehner

Leather Saturday

The taste of Bryan remained with me for hours after he fucked my hole and left me gagged in the leather hood, helpless in the leather sleep sack. After such a workout, I was more tired and found some time to slumber before waking with some of the pains from being in long-term bondage. There was very little movement in the leather, as it wasn’t stretchy, and my back was getting numb from lying on it for so long without any movement. I had started soaking the leather shirt and jeans I was sweating in, as it was very warm, and the leather against my face made my breathing labored at times.

I reflected on seeing Bryan sit down in the same row as me on the plane, but I never imagined I would end up helpless in his home a few hours later. I tried to roll or move, but there was only a slight difference, as it was difficult to find a good place to lie.

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