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By Zac Loughty
This story is about adults, to be read by adults only.
The author would like to thank his Discipline Monitor for his ‘encouragement’ to get this story finished, and for proofreading this story.
“Boy, do you have a sec?”
It’s Sir. He sounds excited. I’m looking at porn before I join him in bed.
“Sure. What’s up, Sir?”
“I just received the most exciting news, boy!”
“What, Sir?” I hope we’re gonna host an orgy.
Sir enters our office and takes a seat on the sofa.
“Where to begin?” he ponders out loud.
Wow! Sir rarely becomes this animated.
“Do you know how you’re always saying that you wish you could become more obedient, boy?”
“Um… theoretically…” What? I wasn’t serious! I only say that so Sir will take pity on me and take this fucking cage off my dick so I can blow my load.
Meet Nathan, aka @bft4evr, who describes himself as a gay kinky switch into chastity, bondage, shackles, forced barefooting, bastinado/falaka, sole roasting, tickling, and generally any safe foot torture:
You can find this guy on Recon and FetLife as BFT4evr
And on Twitter as @bft4evr
Speaking of Twitter, he has TWO recent threads including videos of his adventures. To see, click here and here.
By socalbd
Monday morning sucked. The alarm went off at 6:15, and I realized it was a back-to-work day. The weekend was still fresh in my mind. It was all I could think about. I thought about texting John and saying thank you again, but I decided it was too early in the morning for that.
My entire body ached. I wasn’t in bad shape, but I wasn’t in good shape either. A few days in the gym here and there are OK for the occasional yard-work day, but not for three intense days as a bondage slave.
By socalbd
There’s a difference being in a dark room, like a bedroom, where light is still able to somehow enter the space and the eyes adjust and can make out forms, and a completely blacked out room, where your eyes never adjust to the darkness and it’s pitch black. The cell was the latter. Once the cell door closed and the light went out, the cell was devoid of any light source. I continued to stay kneeling in the same spot, thinking at some point my eyes would adjust and then it would be all right to move around. That never happened.
It was the pain in my knees and arms that finally decided I needed to make a move. The floor was concrete, so my knees didn’t like the very hard surface they were in constant contact with. My arms and my shoulders were also slightly uncomfortable, since the chain connecting my wrists to the collar around my neck was keeping the wrists just above the waist behind my back. It’s not a natural position for the arms and shoulders to be in. If you’ve been handcuffed for any length of time, you know this. Think about that position being pulled up about six or eight inches from where your wrists would fall if they were simply cuffed behind you. It makes a huge difference.
I decided to try to move toward the wall to my right and see if I could lean against it while sitting on the floor. As I moved in that direction, I was quickly reminded of the limited movement I was being allowed due to the ball stretcher chained to the floor. The instant tug I got on my balls was the only reminder I needed.
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