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Captured by The Cavalry — Part 01

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As soon as all of the travel bans and restriction were lifted as the vaccination program had finally been completed which meant the pandemic was finally beaten, I needed to get away from the house where I had been working and living without much human contact since the start of the pandemic and the loss of my Sir to Covid-19.

I decided a trip to London was in order and I smiled thinking about walking through the cool fall weather of England and enjoying myself by reconnecting to the world. As an out and proud Leatherman I wear my hides and boots proudly so I finished making the travel arrangements and packed up my leathers and several pairs of boots.

After checking into my British Airways flight and finally clearing security as my leathers and boots always attract attention. The fact that I have a solid stainless steel chain welded closed around my neck always slows the security inspection down. The man who had put the collar on me had contracted Covid-19 at the hospital where he worked as an ER nurse and had struggled with the disease for 7 weeks before he died while on a ventilator struggling for air. The loss of my Sir devastated me but I managed to come to term with my loss and grief so the trip to London was to honour a promise we had made to each other to visit London.

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Sparring Practice

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Tony walked into the martial arts studio belonging to his buddy and part time Top. He headed for the office as he got a text message to report for 9am. Since the message was signed SIR, he knew he was in for a session with Antonio. He walked in and found Sir Antonio sitting behind his desk waiting. About time you got here, I told you 9am so what time do you think this is. Tony nodded and apologized for keeping his Sir waiting. He watched his Sir as he stood up and walked around the desk and came up to him. He looked at his Sir and wondered what was up.

Sir Antonio smiled and told Tony that he had something special for him. Tony had confided once to his Sir about a fantasy he had about becoming an object. This seemed to intrigue his Sir but nothing came out of it. Sir Antonio nodded and told Tony to follow him and they left the office and went back to the rear storeroom. Once inside, Sir told Tony to strip and when he was done to lay down on the massage table. Tony quickly stripped off his shoes, and sweats and removed his jock then climbed up on the table. He laid there and watched his Sir pull on a pair of latex gloves, then open a sealed package. He removed a coil of tubing and realized that it was a catheter. He laid there while Sir Antonio squirted sterile lube into his urethra and then began to slide the catheter tube into his cock. He felt the pressure on his bladder as the tube slide into his bladder and he watched as Sir injected the saline into the bulb locking the tube inside his bladder.

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Gear 365 Revisited

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Adam stretched and yawned as he woke up. He sat up in bed and looked around feeling something was missing and he knew what it was. His Daddy was away visiting his elderly parents at their retirement home in Texas so was gone for a few days more. Even though they had been together for nearly 2 years and had recently married to confirm their commitment to each other, Daddy Mike’s parents were still not the most supportive of parents so when a visit was necessary, his Daddy would go alone to prevent the stress of a visit to Adam.

It was the weekend so not much was planned except for a hockey game that night. Adam was a goalie on a local team and he enjoyed the physical challenge of the game and of course the heavy goalie gear. His team mates knew and like his Daddy and so he was always included in the post game activities along with the wives and girlfriends of his team mates. He got out of bed and wandered into the kitchen to make coffee and figure out something for breakfast. He scratched his stomach and brushed his hand over the heavy steel cararra chastity which he had been locked into nearly 2 years ago. The belt was now just part of his body and he had even gotten over the concern of his teammates seeing the belt locked on him. It was now just accepted and Adam was now relaxed and happy with all aspects of his life now.

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Oh, What a Weekend

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Jason startled awake by the pain in his shoulders and he began to panic till he forced himself to calm down as there was really nothing he could do. He tried to stretch but the heavy double leather sleep sac and the wooden box he was locked in prevented any real movement. He laid there trying to calm down and slowly his breathing slowed. His could hear his breathing as the sound of his breathing was amplified by the gas mask strapped over the heavy leather eyeless hood laced tightly around his head. The hose of the mask was connected to a port in the side of the box. He kept breathing slowly and tried to keep himself calm as he thought back over the last few days and what he had been subjected to when he hooked up with Master Robert for a long weekend. His mind wandered back to the end of the work day on the past Friday …

Jason yawned and stretched. He was glad the day was over and he stood up and looked around at the rest of the office seeing his co-workers huddled down over their terminals. He nodded to a couple of them and grabbed his jacket and headed to the elevator. Getting to his car in the underground garage he decided to hit the gym on the way home as it would help work the kinks out of his muscles.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 5

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After a few days, the anxiety in John, Steven and the hands caused by the raid by the Sherriff began to ease off and things returned to normal at the ranch. Everyone missed the special herd of horses but they knew the horses were safer where they were for now until the Sherriff gave up trying to prove that John and his men were involved in the disappearance of the deputy Sherriff now the new gelding.

The Horse Trainer who was housing the herd and training the new gelding texted with updates once a week and the messages were coded so that the Sherriff who was most likely monitoring all communications on the ranch would have difficulty decoding what was being sent. John was pleased with the apparent progress that the gelding was making and it seemed to have grown to accept that it was now and would remain a horse.

The gelding who still had not been named woke up in its stall and lay there as usual worrying about what would happen during the day. It had come to realize that rescue was very unlikely now that it and the herd had been moved from the ranch where it had been taken and turned into a horse. It heard the door of the stable rumble open and the lights in the stable turned on. The rest of the horses in the stable scrambled to their hooves and moved to the stall doors. The stable not only house the 5 horses sent by John from his ranch but it also housed the stock being trained for sale so there were 14 horses in total housed in the stables.

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Captured – Chapter 4

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After a week in residence, the executions of the men who refused to swear loyalty to Earl Robert were dragged out of the dungeons of Wessex Castle and taken to the scaffolds and hung. After the last traitor was hanged, the Earl’s men heard approaching horses and they immediately raised the alarm and the castle garrison took their positions on the walls of the castle.

A group of 4 riders rode up to the drawbridge, and demanded entry in the name of King Henry. One of the riders wore the livery of a King’s messenger and the captain of the guard ordered the gates opened so the men could enter the castle. The King’s messenger and his guards rode into the courtyard and dismounted quickly and demanded to be taken to the presence of the Earl. The messenger was escorted to the great hall where the Earl had just finished eating.

The messenger approached and handed over the message which the Earl opened and began reading. The message was from his King and informed him that he could expect the King and his men to arrive at the castle to break their journey for several days prior to resuming their progress to London where the King would be crowned at Westminster Abbey.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 4

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John and Steve returned to the ranch late after getting rid of the Sheriff’s SUV and walked over to John’s house. The men walked in and sat down in the kitchen. John grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and sat down after handing Steve one of the beers. The men began to discuss what they were going to have to do to train the new gelding and to protect the ranch and the herd from the Sheriff once he was aware of his deputy’s disappearance. They both knew that the ranch would be targeted and that it was possible that the herd and its newest horse would be discovered

The men finished their beers and John smiled at Steve and both men got up and headed to the bedroom. They had been lovers for a few years even though both of them were hard core leather tops, they still managed to make things work for them. They walked into the bedroom and both began to strip quickly and soon John has Steve on his back and he was pushing his cock hard into his ass. Fucking him hard he reached down and grabbed Steve’s nipples and twisted them hard causing Steve to groan loudly from the pain. This just drove John to fuck him harder. Finally, he blew his load deep in Steve’s ass and slowly pulled out. John collapsed on top of Steve and the 2 men rolled over and fell asleep.

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Captured – Chapter 3

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Thomas stood breathing heavily trying to get as much air as he could through the breath slits in his war helm as he thought about the news he had just been given. He stared through the vision slit in his helm and watched the hall erupt with cheers and congratulations to the new Earl. The celebration went on through the night and he continued to stand behind the Earl’s chair silently.

Finally, the Earl stood up unsteadily on his feet as he had been drinking steadily and turned to the traitor and told him to follow. The two men left the hall and the Earl climbed the stairs to his private chamber with the armoured figure following slowly behind, the armor clanging softly and the chains rattling on the floor as he climbed the stairs behind Earl Robert. Reaching his private chamber he turned and pointed to a straw pallet on the floor beside the door and told the traitor that is where he was to sleep.

He was to sleep outside of his Lord’s chamber and protect him from harm. The armoured traitor responded by saying Yes My Lord. Earl Thomas entered his chamber and slammed the door and Thomas stood quietly and then walked over and knelt slowly and got onto the pallet and fell asleep exhausted from what had been done to him that day.

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