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Meeting Him for a First Time – Part 01

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Note: This story is by Eckie, and it is from his website, Eckie aka Bondagfan. It is being shared here with the author’s permission.

By Eckie

I could not tell what makes this bond special, we have never met, we had some occasional conversations over email, some more intense ones for a while and then again just the rare occasional one. From my side for sure it was fascination, he lived what I a lot of times fantasized about, or to be said better: he allowed his slave object to live what I often dreamed about in wet fantasies, and not just for a short game, no, he lived that for more than two decades already permanent. A Man, stripped of all humanity, made into a permanent rubber object existing only in the small of his master’s worlds, by his side or heavily chained in storage in a small basement cell.

It was a few images of a scenario that just got me going from the first time I saw those and I kept looking at them many times in the years after, and suddenly a longer while ago that very object was contacting me by message, we talked for a while, that’s how I also got to chat later then with his Master and Owner.

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Discipline Training Institute Part 5 – The Origin Story

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Fiction by JockBoy

The Punishment Room
You kneel on the cold concrete of Room 101—the Punishment Room. Gray walls stretch around you, scarred and unforgiving. Overhead lamps cast harsh, surgical shadows. Hooks, ropes, whips, and leather straps line the walls; stainless-steel dog bowls gleam on the floor.

The air is thick—sweat, dust, disinfectant, and leather cling to your skin and fill your nostrils. Every sound—the shuffle of knees, shallow breaths, faint whimpers—echoes like a drum of dread.

“Blessed be the fruit,” one of the watchers whispers nearby. The words hang heavy in the still air. It is a ritual phrase, steeped in echoes so ancient it was once used by an overrated novelist in a famous book many pretended to have read when they had only watched the movie. But like everything in this dystopian world, it has been turned upside down. Now it serves as a chilling invocation, binding bodies and wills alike.

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The Lock-In – Part 03

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By Cuffed Locked

I was standing, barefoot, in a basement that stretched for miles. Walls of concrete rose endlessly in all directions. There was no ceiling. Just endless gray sky and a cold, metallic echo. A heavy iron collar clamped snug around my neck, and chains trailed from it in all directions. Not one, but dozens, all bolted into the ground like spider legs. They didn’t hold me still. They guided me. Each time I took a step, the slack on one chain would tighten, jerking me back. Every move required careful planning, and even then, I felt like a marionette tangled in its own strings.

In the distance, I saw Caleb. Arms crossed. Smirking. Dressed in a plain white t-shirt, jeans, boots. He looked clean, fresh, untouched by the dust and grime that clung to me. His hands were tucked casually into his pockets. Beside him stood Derek, spinning a pair of handcuffs on his finger like they were a toy. They approached slowly, bootsteps echoing across the hollow concrete floor.

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The Firemans Union – Part 02

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By Felon

So I had two days to think about the “meating.”  Of course the first thing I did was to check out the address he had given me. It was some obscure street I had never heard of. After some searching I found the address. It was at the end of a short street in the warehouse section known as the strip district. There was parking in front of the building and a few parking spots in the rear. It was a two story structure, old, dark with a dark depressing facade. The second floor of the building looked like possibly one or two apartment units, with an outside entrance. I later discovered the building had mounted cameras so I would guess that Fireman Dan would know I had checked out the place.

Sunday morning a note was stuffed under my rear door — don’t forget about tonight, expect to stay all night and leave around 9AM Monday morning. Also the note indicated that if all went well I was to make myself available for all day the following Wednesday. He must have placed the note during the day and entered my yard from the rear alleyway. The very fact he had the balls to slip that note under the door began an intimidation process I had never experienced before.

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The Firemans Union – Part 01

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By Felon

I had always had a thing for Cops and Firemen. This story goes back to the early ’90s. There is a cruise area in a large park near where I live. At certain times of the day you can find men with a need to unload — usually mornings and early evenings. I had made a habit of cruising this area on the way to work in the morning. A regular visitor to the park in a classic Olds Rivera would frequently be at the park in the am.

I had no idea who drove the car. One day while walking down a path I spotted a burly but not muscular man in jeans and a blue work shirt. He was leaving when I was arriving. It turns out he was the classic car driver. I began to see him on a regular basis warming through the woods, he always seemed to keep to himself. This went on for weeks. One night on the way home I spotted the car parked in a lot at the fire station. I kept an eye on that station and one warm night he was sitting on the front bumper of the engine with the garage doors open. Now he really had my attention. I know he spotted me staring at him.

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Discipline Technologies Home Monitoring System

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By Scribe

My name is Jason. I live in a small town without a leather or kink community. However, I am strongly attracted to bdsm, spending many hours on Serious Male Bondage, Recon, Fet Life and other kinkster sites. I recently came across ads for Discipline Technologies. I really wanted to experience bondage and total control in one of their prisons. However, I am not retired or independently wealthy. I have to work a job with limited vacation benefits. That’s why I really got excited when I saw an ad for a home bondage and control system offered by Discipline Technologies. For a monthly fee, covering equipment and monitoring, they promised rigorous control and discipline in the discomfort of my own home. All I needed was a laptop, cell phone and high-speed internet connection. I would be allowed to go to work but otherwise would be constantly supervised. I would be subject to bondage, painful discipline, and chastity.

This sounded exactly what I wanted. I sent an application and received a contract. I gave them a credit card number for the deposit and first months rent and monitoring. I told DT that I could start immediately.

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Remastered video: Brian Bonds takes the 30 Minutes of Torment challenge

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At 30 Minutes of Torment, Brian Bonds starts against the wall, his cock already bulging out of his underwear before Sebastian tears them away. He starts Brian with some light CBT before pounding away on the stud’s chest with leather gloves. It’s not until the flogger comes out that Brian starts screaming from the pain, before moving onto the pit. Brian is sprawled out and exposed for Sebastian to work him over with a caning. With a few good stripes down Brian’s legs, Sebastian decides to add a series of clothespins to his chest to match. Brian can hardly handle the pain as the cat-o-nine tails whips against his flesh, so Sebastian rips the clothespins off and beats down the tender flesh before finishing him with one more whipping. Blindfolded and bound to the assless chair, Brian drools all over himself as a spider gag pries his mouth open. He feels the sting of the electric zapper prodding him all over his body and on his exposed ass. Sebastian then jams his hand up Brian’s ass and fucks him without mercy. With a hand in his ass, Brian screams at the top of his lungs while being finished off with the zapper for one more round of abuse. After all three challenges, Brian has his cock milked until his cum is sprayed all over the floor.

Model in this shoot: Brian Bonds

Title: Brian Bonds takes the 30MT Challenge!

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