It’s Good to Be the Boss

By ty dehner

You wake up to the smell of the leather gloves on your hands as you do every morning, thinking how good it is to be Boss. Rolling over, you find your property just the way you want it to be — encased in a hood and leather straightjacket. You like that you allowed it to be lying next to you and find it nice and warm this morning. Lying on your back, you look at the ceiling and spend a moment thinking of how good your life is as the Boss of your kingdom and the property you own. Without thinking, you find yourself gently stroking yourself with your leather-gloved hand.

Turning your head and looking at your helpless property, you push it over and climb on its back. You hear a slight moan coming from the encased head, and you smile a bit. As you settle atop your property, you hear the locks jangle a bit and tug on the straps that you secured a long while ago.

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Hidden Storage

By Rubrpig

Part 1 – Capture and Storage

Alex woke up and stretched. He got up and walked to the bathroom and had a piss. Time for breakfast and coffee before heading to work. He walked downstairs to the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast cooking. His slave had as usual was up, as the time lock on its cell released it to prepare for its owner’s breakfast. He walked into the kitchen, his cock, eight inches soft, swung as he walked in yawning. His coffee and breakfast was ready and on the table waiting for him. The slave was kneeling in the corner head down waiting for orders. Alex ate his breakfast and relaxed over his coffee and read the paper that he had instructed the slave to fetch from the front step. Time to head to work. He headed back up stairs to shower and dress leaving the slave to clean up the kitchen. On his way out, he told the slave that he would be late returning this evening. He was to clean the house, prepare a cold supper for his owner and wait for him to return. The slave nodded to acknowledge the instructions and Alex headed for the garage and left for work.

The slave spent the day cleaning and maintaining its owner’s home and belongings. Its owner’s boots, shoes, and leathers were cleaned, polished and treated. The house was cleaned and everything was soon as its owner preferred it to look. Along the way it ate what it was allowed and drank water from its bowl to keep itself hydrated. It looked at the time and prepared the cold supper of roasted chicken and salad and put it in the fridge ready for serving. it then took its place in the corner of the kitchen to wait for its owner’s return. Waiting patiently, it slowly slipped into a light sleep but was startled by a sudden sound which seemed to come from the back of the house. it quickly got to its feet and went to check the house. it walked into the rear sunroom of the house and standing there were three men in racing leathers, boots, gloves and helmets. They were armed. The slave stopped and put its arms up to surrender to show them it would behave.

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