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The Speed Trap – Part 01

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By Rubrpig

It was a great way to end a weekend of heavy play with my part-time boy. Since the start of the pandemic we had not managed much time together but with the easing of the restrictions it made it easier for me to get out on the bike and travel to where he was stuck working on a remote construction project. The hard physical work had kept him in peak condition so he was able to take the hard abuse I so enjoyed inflicting on him.

This morning after letting him out of the sleep sac, he took care of my morning hard-on and piss. I slapped him on the ass and told him to get breakfast for me as I was going to leave right after eating. While he was busy in the kitchen, I pulled on my leather pouch jock, then pulled on the padded Langlitz breeches and zipped the legs. I pulled on heavy boot socks then my tall Wesco’s and did up the 3 straps on each of my boots. I took my long sleeved leather uniform shirt and tugged it on over my heavily muscled furry torso and snapped it closed. I did up the collar and worked my tie on and snugged it.

Then I pulled the waist belt of my Sam Browne through the wide loops on my breeches, then put on the cross strap over my right shoulder. I walked out of the bedroom, my heavy boots thudding on the floor.

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Island Master UK – Part 16

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By Wakeysub

My collar tingled and I woke with a start. I was back restrained in my normal cage. The cuffs were locked at my wrists, ankles and neck. Strangely I felt safe and secure. I noticed that the familiar voice in my ears had been replaced with the crashing waves I first heard when IslandMasterUK introduced me to his relaxation program. The volume was high now and occasionally I heard words merged into the crashing waves.

My brain seemed determined to make me focus on the sounds of the waves rather than voices. I lay back in the darkness and let the sound of waves crash over me. I heard the door opening and the light flickered on. The door to my cage swung open and there was a click as my restraints unlocked.

“Knees”

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Hidden Detention — Part 05

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By Desert Pioneer

Arriving at the end of the path, Jack gets his first look at the blockhouse. Abandoned now, it was originally built as a defensive lookout by rural politicos to protect and defend. The structure involves a number of loopholes for defensive fire. Holly shit, thinks Jack, they’re using it as a fuck house, and it’s fucking full of glory holes. Although the light from inside is low, the darkness outside lights up each loophole as if it was calling for voyeurs. It appears that everyone is inside, but Jack remains back for some time because the smell of weed is pungent, and someone might still be outside.

After a bit and hearing only a low melodic tap-tap beat from inside, Jack carefully approaches one side of the blockhouse for his first peek.

Officer Merce is standing near the doorway by a small bar. He is talking to Feller in a rapid tone while poking his finger into his chest. Merce is wearing a full CHIP uniform including boots. Jack thinks that his uniform along with the overplayed attitude and arrogant body language smack of an unpolished sexual bully.

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A New Colleague — Part 03

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By Suitandbondagelover

Each waiter pair surrounds their respective prisoner and lifting them by the arm leads them to a door that opens in front of the first one. There is a staircase that goes down and we arrive in a large room. There is a bar where several men are already have a drink, all in suits and black ties, the same uniform as our Masters. Some wear a Venetian mask so that they cannot be recognized. The room is equipped with all bondage equipment and all submission gear that you can dream of. There is a stage where the waiters direct the prisoners.

We are placed on stage by our prisoner numbers. The waiters force us to our knees. We stay in this position for a long time. Every now and then a Master walks up and inspects one or the other prisoner. No sound is reaching my ears anymore and I guess it’s the same with the other prisoners.

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Todd’s Transformation: Chapter 04 – The Other Apprentice

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By Cowjam40

Todd has a new focus – and it’s Dan. But there are also others in Dan’s life.

This story is fiction. It is total fantasy. There will be themes including: intergenerational relationships, male-only sex acts, BDSM, corporal punishment, confinement, and mental manipulation, among others.

Since it’s my first ever erotic story, I’d love to hear from you if you love it, hate it, or have any feedback: cowjam40@yahoo.co.uk

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Dan slowly pulled the sheets off the bed. “You need to get up, lad.” He didn’t realise Todd’s cum stains and hard-on were about to be exposed underneath. Then there was a voice downstairs.

“Dan! You in?”

“Is that you Pat?” Dan shouted. He turned and made his way out of the bedroom. “Todd, sort yourself out, lad.”

Todd had narrowly escaped an embarrassing situation. He got changed. Downstairs Dan was drinking tea with a short, muscular man in his late twenties.

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Island Master UK – Part 15

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By Wakeysub

[I hope you are still enjoying the story – it’s odd when I write these as I have no way to know how they are being received. I always assume that my interests are fairly niche and therefore readers may not enjoy the direction the story is going in. This means that it’s great to get your feedback either here or on my Recon account as it lets me know that it’s actually getting read. If you have any suggestions for where the story should go let me know. I think it’s safe to say that this is turning into the holiday of a lifetime.]

He moved quickly up the steps and across the clearing to the main hall. We moved through the hall and stopped in front of a large panel. Master West placed a metal harness over my head and closed the straps below my arms. It fitted perfectly, hugging my body tightly and framing my nipples. He checked the positioning and fit. When he was happy, he directed me to lie on the ground face down. I knelt and lay on the cold tiled floor.

He took my left ankle and then pulled my left arm back, so my wrist and ankle were aligned. He pressed the two restraints together and they locked together. He repeated with my right wrist and ankle putting me into a tight hogtie. He picked up a large syringe from a box and inserted it into my asshole. He pushed the nozzle in deep and I moaned as I felt him filling my ass with thick viscous lube.

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Captured by The Cavalry — Part 05

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By Rubrpig

I struggled awake and tried to stretch but the bars of the dog cage I was locked in prevented it. I shook my head and slowly everything came back. Last night was a particularly brutal session with my officers. I spent the evening hanging from my wrists while they used paddles and canes over my entire body. I rubbed my hands down over my chest feeling the welts and wincing from the bruising caused by the paddles.

They finally dropped me to the floor and while I was lying on the floor struggling to catch my breath and work through the pain, Captain Edwards grabbed my right food and began caning the sole of my foot. I screamed into the gag while both officers laughed and enjoyed my pain. They told me to crawl into my cage and they locked the door and left me for the rest of the night. Fortunately, they left me a thin blanket so I was able to cover myself and gain some warmth.

After releasing me from the cage they told me to get out. I limped to the entrance area of Captain Edward’s rooms and quickly pulled on my jock then dressed in my battle dress. Finally I put on my boots but had to leave the right one loose as my foot was still swollen from the caning. I left and limped back to my barracks room. I got to the room just as my roommate Iain walked up as he had also spent the night with his officers.

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Captured by The Cavalry — Part 04

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By Rubrpig

I woke up stiff and sore from another long hard session with my officers. I was getting used to the hard use and abuse that was their way of enjoying themselves. I swung my legs out of my bed and sat up. My roommate and fellow soldier servant was awake and lying quietly in bed. He had not been used the evening so he had the evening to himself.

I got up and stretched and headed for the showers as I was covered in piss and cum from my officers. I grabbed a towel and walked out of our room and headed for the showers. The other troopers housed on the same floor called to me and asked how things were going. They were not collared like Iain and I were but they were aware of what we were. They no longer showed surprise when we walked by, our heavy collars and chastity devices on display as we walked by then. By now I had met the remaining soldier servants in the barracks.

There were 8 others but they were housed on different floors of the barracks so we only saw each other at special functions where we were supporting our officers, the mess hall or the gym. We all had hard physical training regimes to follow as our officers insisted that we maintain our high level of fitness. As we were the property of the regiment, we had to maintain the regiment’s property to the standards expected by the regiment. As a result, the 10 soldier servants were the fittest of all of the troopers.

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