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Chronicles of a Slave Trader – Chapter 06
By PredicamentBondage
Don’t let anyone tell you that life as a slave trader is easy. As with any other business there are challenges and I discovered one of many, very early in my slave trading career.
My clients, as I’ve said, spend a great deal of money with me and expect perfection. Unfortunately, “perfection” is often in the eyes of the beholder and although I always do my best to interpret my client’s briefs, it’s a sad fact that many of the slaves we procure just don’t appeal to the customers. Think about it this way, you can have a pair of twins standing in front of you and, although they are near enough identical, one will always appeal to you more than the other. Every new intake requires client approval before training begins. This way we don’t waste money on training if the client rejects them.
Marco is one such reject. The client ordered an Italian (with accent), early twenties, gym bunny, low BMI, cocky, ladies’ man, the type to play soccer with the lads on the weekend and bang his girlfriend at least twice a day. The cock was specified to be thick and at least 10 inches long when hard. The testes had to be tough and low hanging as the client enjoys ball busting.
Men in straitjackets
A Festival of Bondage – We Can Make This Happen!
By Steellock
Joe and Adam climbed out of the taxi in the small East Anglian market town and looked at the red brick terraced house. It was Sunday morning of a Bank Holiday weekend and a lot of planning had gone into today.
The house looked like the ones on each side, but today it would be holding a secret inside! They were here for a real festival of bondage; many guys would be gathering to experience that wonderful feeling of giving up the freedom to move around, and in some cases the freedom to move at all!
Joe was here to be the man in charge – to be the Top to all these guys – he did not really know yet how many. Adam was here with his partner, but he was taking part – being in tight bondage was a real love of his and he was already hard at the thought. He had hardly slept at all that night.
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Video: Straight frat jock Austin is brutally flogged, spanked and penetrated
Then he pumps out a massive load of cum. Here is a free preview video from the men of Dream Boy Bondage:
Shirtless muscle-stud Jared is not done torturing young Austin. He smacks the poor captive’s already lacerated back and ass with the split-head flogger. He even smacks the soles of Austin’s feet. “Now I’m going to fuck you within an inch of your life,” Jared tells the straight jock, showing him a long, rigid “punishment dildo” – one meant to inflict pain. Jared shoves the thing in hard and deep, making Austin – a butt-virgin just hours ago – yelp with agony. Then he wallops Austin’s ass some more, while fucking him, as the poor, naked prisoner squirms and screams. Finally, Jared flips Austin over onto his whipped back and orders him to jerk off. Austin doesn’t disappoint, pumping out a massive load of cum all over his lacerated stomach, thinking he’ll finally be let go. Poor, dumb frat jock. Jared’s got other ideas.
Title of this episode: Austin – Frat Boy Tease – Part 9
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The Wait
By Steellock
The wait was over!
As a dedicated switch he loved meeting with friends for a few hours; switching roles between top and bottom. Restraining his friends and taunting them with clamps, peg, electrodes; the many and varied toys he had gathered over the last few years. All the while knowing that the boi in his hands would soon be dealing out to him something very similar. It might be the sting of the cane as he was strung up tight to the ceiling or the tap tap tap of the crop on his thigh as he sat, tightly held in his bondage chair.
But soon it would be over. He rarely found a top with the time or the inclination to just restrain him for a long pure session of pure bondage. Imobilised. Zipped and strapped into his sleepsack. Spread-eagled on the bed with leather restraints, chains and padlocks. Securely held in Segufix – perhaps his greatest pleasure. Such tops are either few and far between or expensive!
Every Dog Has His Day – Part 02
By Thunder
It was an amazing night with Master Jake and my thoughts were conflicted about humanity and dog time and, as he fucked me, I was feeling more and more like a possession, albeit a prized one, with each movement. When Master finished, he left me in place on all fours for a few minutes. I heard the shower running, some drawers opening and closing and finally the light switch indicating he was on his way back. I had known better to move and when he returned he did not say a word before pushing what felt like a telephone pole inside my ass and then hitting the object. I knew I had just been given my first tail and that this would be a moment to treasure.
Master looked me straight in the eyes and asked said, “this is it, you have one last chance to change your mind about spending the next week as my dog, Thunder. You know the rules, the expectations, and it’s all into this one moment when you indicate yes or no. This week you will be allowed more freedom than typical and will use your human voice more, but, even when in that space, know that you are almost a full dog and, within a few months you will be all dog. So, boy, what is your response?” I knew this moment was coming but it still hit me like a brick in that oh so good way. And, really without any real hesitation, I looked right at Master and barked once and quickly jumped off the bed into all fours.