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The Tank – Part 04

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Nick felt his shoulder moving and he slowly woke up and realized that he was laying on the floor of the dive tank.  The heavy helmet banged against the floor of the tank as he moved groggily.  He looked through the faceplate and saw The Boss in a black wetsuit, full face mask and a rebreather system.  The rebreather was silent and no bubbles were emitted by the unit.  This would allow the Boss to remain underwater for hours.

Nick shifted around and then pushed up with his arms and that forced him upright in the water.  He turned and faced his Boss.  The Boss nodded in his heavy mask.  Suddenly there was a click in Nick’s helmet and he heard the Boss.  The Boss was asking Nick if he was ok and did he still have water and food.  Nick responded but realized that he was not able to transmit.  The Boss told him to nod or shake his head in response to the questions.

The Boss swam slowly around the tank checking out Nick’s gear to ensure that it was still sealed and in good shape.  He came up behind Nick and reached around grabbing Nick and pulling him back onto his chest pack.  He reached down and grasped Nick’s caged cock through the heavy suit and pressed hard.  Nick grunted and felt his cock respond as pain flashed through him.

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The Tank – Part 03

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By Rubrig

Nick slumped as much as he could in the chains holding his arms to the side of the dive tank.  Standing wearing the heavy Mark V dive gear was stressful despite the buoyancy of the gear in the water.  The heavy brass collar of the helmet pressed on his shoulders.  He was still rock hard and had been since the Boss had dove down and chained him to the tank.

The underwater light that dimly illuminated the tank turned up brighter and Nick raised his head inside his helmet and looked through the small ports in the helmet and watched as the Boss swam into view again in heavy scuba gear.  He swam over to Nick and unlocked his arms and let the chains drop to the floor of the tank.  Nick shifted and moved away from the side of the tank slowly swinging his arms as much as the heavy canvas and rubber suit would allow.  The Boss slowly swam beside him and then he swam up and was soon out of sight.

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The Tank – Part 02

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By Rubrig

Nick slowly woke up and tried to stretch, but he soon realised he was still chained down to the bunk at the Dive Centre.  He really wanted to stretch, but the chains held him tightly in place on the bunk.  He looked around, and then the door opened. The Boss walked in.  He was wearing a pair of dark blue coveralls with the logo of the Dive Company on the left breast and heavy steel-toed work boots.  The boots thudded on the wooden floor as he walked over to the bunk.  Nick looked up and asked if he could get released so he could go to the bathroom.  The Boss nodded and leaned down and pulled the light blanket off Nick and unlocked the leather cuffs holding Nick to the bunk.

After Nick got cleaned up, they left the Dive Centre and headed to a nearby diner for breakfast.  The Boss told him to eat a big meal as he would not have the ability to eat again till evening.  Nick assumed that meant he would be going back into the dive tank and left there.  He nodded and looked over at the Boss and felt his cock arouse.  The short grey crew cut, the muscles, and the general build really got to him.

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The Tank – Part 01

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By Rubrig

Author’s Note: Rubrpig, which is a fully trained Leather Dog, writes wearing 18-inch Wesco Big Boss boots, nipple clamps, a locked buttplug harness over its chastity belt holding its dog tail in its asshole. it also wears a locked posture collar and now it also wears a red and black neoprene dog hood. As it has been chastised, it has been locked in a Carrara 2.0 extreme belt for over two years. its keyholder has only allowed it to cum three times during that time.

Nick got home from a long day at work.  As a nurse in a large ER, he had a stress-filled life, so he just liked to decompress when he walked into his condo.  After changing out of his sweaty scrubs, he had a long hot shower.  He walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist as he wandered through his condo.  He grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down on the couch and grabbed his laptop.

He logged into a rubber and bondage website and looked at the list of users signed in.  He saw that a guy he had chatted with a couple of times was on, so he sent Dive Master a message.  The alert about an incoming message chimed and he got into a chat.  He was intrigued by Dive Master whose profile showed that he was a Bondage Top who was into heavy commercial dive gear.  Nick had a huge fetish for commercial dive gear and always got hard when he came across images of commercial divers in their heavy rubber drysuits and dive helmets.

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The Facility – Part 04

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Andy woke up in his cell when the lights turned on.  He just assumed that it was morning as there was no window in his cell.  He got up and stood facing the back wall of the cell with his toes and nose touching the wall as he waited for Murray, his personal guard and abuser.

The cell door slammed open and Murray strolled in.  He unlocked the heavy leather control collar from Andy’s neck and dragged him from the cell.  The collar would have given Andy a severe debilitating shock if he had passed through the door of the cell while it was still on.  Murray walked him out of the cell and down the hallway.  Andy realized that they were heading for the punishment room.

Soon Andy was stripped and buckled to the heavy wooden cross.  Murray had discovered that he enjoyed inflicting severe pain on his personal target of abuse.  Andy waited on the cross listening to Murray walking around the room.

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The Facility – Part 03

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Andy groaned and slowly opened his eyes.  His vision was blurry, and he slowly sat up. As his vision cleared, he groaned again as he felt vile.  His head pounded and he felt nauseous.  He looked around and realized that he was locked in one of the two isolation cells.  He looked down and saw that he was now wearing an orange prison uniform.  He sat there wondering what was going on and then he heard the cell door being unlocked and the hinges squealed as the heavy steel door swung open.  The Commander and Murray walked in followed by his Master.

The Commander smiled and looked at Andy and told him that he should have been honest with them about his sexual interests but since he felt it was necessary to lie to his friends, they felt he deserved to be punished.  Andy started to protest but his Master told him to shut up and listen.  Andy quieted and listened.  His Master told Andy that since Andy had given him power of attorney when they had committed to each other, he was going to use that power to help his buddies punish Andy.  His Master told Andy that he had already signed over Andy’s part of the company that owned the facility along with his other property.  Andy began to swear.

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The Facility – Part 02

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Andy sat behind the intake desk waiting for the prisoner transfer van to arrive with the next batch of prisoners for the jail.  Jake and Murray were responsible for prisoner transportation so they were the CO’s that picked up the prisoners.  The incoming prisoners could arrange for a standard pickup at the airport or an arrest on the road by a “state trooper” and taken into custody and brought to the jail.  The arrest option had become a success with at least 2 prisoners paying for that option.  In this batch, only one had taken that option so Jake had put on his trooper uniform complete with tall gleaming dehners and taken the unmarked police car and headed for the pickup area.

The car containing the prisoner passed the unmarked police car and Jake switched on the lights and accelerated after the prisoner.  He pulled over and the cruiser pulled up behind.  Jake walked up and ordered the prisoner out of the car and once he had obeyed, cuffed him and walked him to the cruiser.  As Jake pulled away with the prisoner, a local tow truck operator who they had hired to pick up the prisoner’s cars pulled up.  As part of the payment, the tow operator got a discount at the facility as he was a bondage and control addict.

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The Facility – Part 01

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By Rubrpig

AUTHOR’S NOTE: As with all the stories it has written, it is sitting at the computer wearing nothing but 18-inch Wesco double buckle Big Boss boots, a Carrara chastity belt, alligator nipple clamps, and a time-locked leather posture collar to keep it focused on writing. It has been locked in the chastity belt for just over two years and will remain in it till the Keyholder decides that it can be released, so it is assuming that the belt is now permanent.

Andy yawned and stretched slowly, waking up.  He had gotten to bed late after getting home from a long weekend in Chicago.  The weekend had been great, and he had spent the weekend in service to a Sir who was a member of the Hellfire Club.  They had spent most of the weekend at the clubhouse in hard play.  He was left stiff, sore and bruised.  His hole was sore from the gang rape scene that his Sir had arranged for him at the end of the weekend.  The drive home to the upper peninsula of Michigan had seemed like it had gone on forever as he was so tired and sore.

He got up and padded to the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet and pissed.  After shaking the drops off, he stretched and got into the shower as he had to get ready for work.  Once he was showered, he got dressed in a clean uniform and pulled on his boots.  After grabbing something to eat in the kitchen, he grabbed his keys and left for work.  Pulling into the staff parking lot, he got out and stared at the heavy chain link fences topped with razor wire and the old stone buildings behind the fences where he worked as a Correctional Officer.

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