A few weeks before Christmas, I started to get the feeling that my boyfriend Mike was up to something. There were a number of sizable packages arriving in the mail addressed to him, and he had prohibited me from going down to the basement work room. And by prohibited, I mean he put a padlock on the basement door.
By way of background, Mike and I have been living together for about six months. From the start, he was clearly the dominant sexual partner in the relationship.
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“Put it on.”
“I said put it on.”
“Look, I don’t wanna do this anymore. Just let me out of this cell and we can have a laugh and I’ll head home. I’m just not ready for all of this – I thought I was, but I’m not.”
“Put it on.”
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By Atlanta Stud
Morning couldn’t arrive fast enough for me. I wanted out of the cuffs that held me to the bed post and into the kitchen for some coffee and a plate of eggs and bacon that’s all I could think about. But alas, I was on hold until Dave got back from fetching Brody out of his room.
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I walked back to the dorm I lived in after a late lecture that evening. I had barely sat down when there was a knock at the door. “Come in” I called. Mike and Rory entered my room. Now seeing Mike and Rory was always a treat for me – they were both around 6 foot and athletic build. Mike had short dark brown hair and dark brown eyes; Rory was blond with blue eyes. Tonight was extra special as they were both in army cammos. I figured they must have either been to or were about to go to a University Regiment meeting. I wasn’t out at this time but I certainly noticed great looking guys like Mike and Rory.
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The rest of the school year went by slowly. I was able to get a job working in the main cafeteria during the day and cleaning up the classrooms at night. The team captain had somehow arranged it and he told me that there was no reason for me not to work all day – I wouldn’t have any kind of social life, anyway.
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I have had several close calls with self bondage. It is a very dangerous activity. Here are four times when I was a teenager when I nearly killed myself by accident, or caused serious damage to myself.
Story 1: The Dog Chain
We owned the stupidest dog in the world. It was completely un-trainable. It couldn’t even learn “sit.” Every time anyone went into the back yard the dog jumped all over them and sniffed their crotch.
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By Mortice Deadlock
I had been planning this experience for several weeks, and if it was half as horny as the planning, it would be an incredible time.
I had been wearing my chastity belt for the last week, constantly horny about what was going to happen, but helpless to do anything about it. The belt was tight around my waist and had a secure shield over my cock, preventing any stimulation. I had occasionally been using the secure butt plug fitting of the belt, going out for the day with the large plug locked in and the keys at home, in training for my experience.
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By Chained Muscle
Story by slavelabor, artwork by GaryRo
The thugs untied Jason from the wooden frame and quickly reattached the heavy metal shackles to his wrists and ankles. The chain attaching his wrists hung across his broad muscular shoulders. The longed haired thug who Jason now knew as Junior and was obviously Virgil’s son marched him from the shed into a field at the edge of the road running by Virgil’s farm.
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