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Chase: Sub Training Camp – Part 04

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.

It’s the second night of the sub training camp and the subs are about to get naughty!

We all ditch our shirts to use as pillows. Zip helps us remove our pants and boxers again.

“Where’s my sub?” nada asks.

“Right here, boss!” I speak up.

“Good. Stay right there,” he directs.

He stands behind my head.

“Lift up your head so my chain goes under your neck,” he instructs.

“Yes, boss!” I lift my head and he steps forward. His leg chain passes under my neck. Then, he begins to squat. His big, brown, muscular buttocks with lots of black hair on them begin to head for my face.

I stare at the beautiful sight as long as I can before closing my eyes to have his two hunky globes rest on my face. I breathe in his musky scent as I bury my nose in his crack.

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Chase: Sub Training Camp – Part 03

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.

It’s time for Chase (rien) to GET TO WORK!

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!

What the…

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!

It’s the blast from an air horn!

“Up and at ‘em, subs! Get your asses up and over to the stanchion!” Russ yells.

All we can do is moan and groan in response. Um… how are zero and I gonna go anywhere?

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!

“Get moving! Don’t make me use the motivator!” Russ threatens. “Everyone over to the stanchion except rien and zero.”

Good! Zero and I are excused. We get to sleep in.

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Chase: Sub Training Camp – Part 02

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.

Chase (rien) has arrived at camp. He’s wearing his new camp uniform and is about to get his leg irons fastened around his ankles.

“Alright! You’re beginning to look like proper subs! Just a couple steps left. Next, we’ll be applying your irons,” Russ informs us.

We all groan. I guess I forgot about the irons. I was hoping maybe we’d only have to wear them on the van.

“We’re not worried about you subs running away. There’s no place to go! The rattling of your chains serves two purposes. One… it’s easier to find you when we have a job for you to do, and two… you’re reminded that you’re nothing but a sub with every step you take. Every time you move your feet, even just a little bit, you’ll hear a ‘clink’, ‘clink’, ‘clink’. It’s music to my ears! That sound will remind you to obey! Do you understand, subs?”

“Yes, sir!” we all shout.

“Chain ‘em up!” Russ orders.

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Chase: Sub Training Camp – Part 1

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.

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Chase

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.

OUCH!

Crap! It’s as if a boy scout has tied one of his fancy knots in my calf. I knead it with my fingers, trying to get it out.

This is what happens when you spend a night folded up in your cage.

I’m being punished. Sir says I was rude to our server last night. Whatever! I mean, isn’t that what a server’s supposed to do… SERVE? Geesh!

I need to piss! I reach through the bars and grab one of the wide-mouth bottles set within reach for this purpose. I remove the cap, position myself on all fours and drop my caged dick in the hole. What a pain in the ass!

Relief! My warm piss fills the bottle. I screw the cap back on and set the bottle outside my cage.

I wonder if Sir unlocked the padlock yet!

I turn around, reach through the bars, and grab the padlock. Crap! Still locked. I yank on it a few times just to make sure. I push on the cage door, but I know I’m not getting out. I want out!

I lie back down and wrap my scratchy blanket around me. It’s cold in the basement! I’m naked except for my collar and chastity cage. It would be really nice to lie down next to Sir’s body right about now.

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