It started with Mitts – Part 19-1

By Bondagegimp

Liberation?

While Bob was putting Jad in chains, Doggy sat there with his eyes wide open, watching, fascinated, what was happening. It was hard to tell what was going on inside him. Now that Bob is finished with Jad for the time being, Doggy comes crawling up, apparently wanting to get closer to Jad. He tries in vain to get onto the bed. The sight of him helplessly trying with his stumps is pathetic and somehow hot at the same time.

Bob notices him too and lifts him onto the bed, where Doggy immediately starts rubbing his rubberized head against Jad. Bob goes over to a shelf, then to Doggy, takes off the muzzle and puts a ring gag in his mouth instead, securing it with a small lock behind his head. Doggy can no longer close his mouth, but he can use his tongue. He seemed to have been waiting for this. Bob recognized it well again. Doggy immediately starts licking Jad in his rubber suit. He greedily glides his tongue over Jad’s athletic body, following every line of his muscles. He seems to have longed for this for a long time. Of course, Jad always kept him at a distance and Doggy could only yearn for him from a distance.

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It started with Mitts –Part 18

By Bondagegimp

Electrotorture

Jad had practically jumped up before the glass had even hit the floor. “I’m getting everything ready!” Fuck, he’s probably been imagining all this for days, he won’t spare me anything. I burrow into Bob’s chest. Doggy is still standing there, motionless, with the glass on his back. Bob and I look at him, I look at Bob. I have to laugh into my gag. Bob laughs out loud too, goes to Doggy, takes the glass down, and brings him to us. We both cuddle up to Bob. I don’t really like it, though. I realize how jealous I am. Bob should be mine, mine alone. Yes, admittedly, a questionable claim for someone who’s about to become his slave. But those are my feelings. Another topic I should discuss with Bob. I want him for myself, for me alone!

I tolerate Doggy lying on Bob’s thigh too. I feel a bit sorry for him. Jad seems to be going hard on him. Although, he’s been doing this for a while. And Doggy keeps coming. So, he seems to like it. Just like I haven’t taken any of the opportunities to get away from Bob. He gave me the chance a few times. I stayed. Not least because it wasn’t a final decision. I could postpone the decision. I know procrastination from my studies. It catches up with you really badly at some point. In a few days I have to decide. What exactly? Bob or no Bob? Give up my previous life? Is it giving up? Or is it about choosing a new life? A life full of love, lust and passion? But the price is severing all ties to my former life.

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Wade Endures Three Days of Pain

Only a perfect specimen of muscle and athleticism could continue to struggle and lift his body after hours on the cross. Still, the strain on Wade Russell’s muscles and limbs is unbearable. At seven hours, the tough-as-nails prisoner hangs limp, his abdomen sucked in, his chest unable to inhale, until he forces himself upright again, crying in agony, his whole body shaking, his pain and exhaustion palpable, his lean flesh glistening with sweat, every muscle fiber ready to burst, until he is finally cut down, collapsing to the ground, the deep wounds from the whip still visible on his back and ass. No prisoner has ever suffered so beautifully.

Only a perfect specimen of muscle and athleticism could continue to struggle and lift his body after hours on the cross

Wade Endures Three Days of Pain

 

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Title of this update: Wade Russell: Three Days of Pain – Chapter 11

Wade Endures Three Days of Pain

Only a perfect specimen of muscle and athleticism could continue to struggle and lift his body after hours on the cross