By Mister-X / Spartan

I’ve been interested in the small prison facility that was recently built to house guys that have wanted a prison experience without committing a crime. But I wasn’t interested in just being housed in a prison for hours each day of standing around. I wouldn’t be able to stand the boredom. If I were in a prison, I would want to be constantly challenged, punished and tortured. I realized that this new one would punish you or put you in bondage if you wanted that, but they would not do anything as severe as I wanted. I also wanted some rough sex, like I’d had when I was in the military, and this new prison wouldn’t do anything like that. They would do bondage, but not S/M.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

(Warning – reading this story might give you nightmares!)

I love straitjackets. The feeling of being confined, unable to move my upper body, being under someone else’s control, gets me excited. Any time I see a movie or TV program that shows a guy confined in one in a mental institution, or being taken to one, my cock gets erect.

Those leather straitjackets are nice and comfy, but there’s nothing like the canvas ones. I like the authenticity of them, since those are always the ones shown being used in mental institutions.0

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By Mister-X / Spartan

Bryan got out of the shower. He’d finished cleaning himself. He looked in the mirror, liking what he saw. His muscular body was lean. His daily exercises done, albeit after he’d gotten home from work, he decided he was ready. His cock stirred in anticipation.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

I’ve had a crush on Donovan ever since I first met him. Stunning blue eyes, broad shoulders, trim waist, six foot 200 pounds. He was everything I’d admired in a man. But I was not someone he was attracted to. His interests were in the natural field, particularly in finding a sasquatch, or yeti, alive. He was driven to accomplish this. I realized that if I was to have any luck at all with Donovan I was going to have to find out all I could about where such a creature might exist and help him find one. I needed to do something to get him interested in me.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

The phone rang. I picked it up. “Vincenzi’s Removals.”

“This is a special job.” I recognized the voice as someone I had done business with before.

“Who?”

I was given a name and an address.

“Any special problems? Public official? Wife and kids?”

“No, just a big pain in my ass.”

“You know my terms. Cash only, half up front, half after the job is done.”

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