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Captured by The Cavalry — Part 03

By Rubrpig

I woke up when I heard my new roommate moving around in our shared room. I sat up and swung my legs out of the bed and looked at my roommate. I spoke and told him my name and rank. He turned at looked at me and nodded. I stared as well as wearing a solid band of stainless steel around his neck, his cock and balls were locked up in a steel chastity device. I realized that it was a steelwerks necromancer device.

The polished steel tube holding his cock was plugged with a special screw and his balls were incased in a specially shaped steel casing to resemble his balls and sac. He saw the expression on my face and nodded. He said that his Officers had just equipped him with the chastity device a week ago. I nodded and told him that I was Trooper William Rhodes. He stuck out his hand and introduced himself as Trooper Iain Mackenzie. I shook his hand and got aroused as I have always had a thing for gingers.

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Paying the Full Price – Part 7

By UKDeviant on Recon

gay chastity storiesAfter sending the proof pic, I popped the lock on the timer padlock, fed the wire rope back out of the eyes on the zips and opened my rucksack. In contrast to my arrival where I stripped in a near panic, I calmly felt about for my pants, pulled them out and slipped them on. The t-shirt was next, then found my car keys. The timer lock I had was re-locked on one of the zips so that was secure. Right now, I had competed, I was sure, my final task. There were no more risk games and I was so very horny. Blowing off ‘Baseball Cap Lad’ had given me such a high too. The drive back home on empty roads was rapid and when I got back home, I was mentally exhausted.

After stripping off down to my steel belt and padlocked chain collar, I crashed out on my bed. Despite being exhausted, I couldn’t get to sleep. Instead, I lay on the mattress and cradles the steel cage. My smaller fingers were able to slip through the gaps in the cage and touch my cock, but could not rub or stimulate it. I contemplated getting a large carrot to insert into a condom but was just too emotionally drained.

Nate had played this brilliantly. Not revealing the full details of the final task until part way through was genius. More likely the outcome of a twisted and evil mind. It meant I would go to the cruising ground and then be at the objective before finding out the rest of the challenge and less likely to back out. I liked that, a lot. I liked the idea of being controlled by an evil and twisted mind. Unpredictability, surprises, new rules. Again, my cock throbbed away in its cage and would hopefully be released in just a few more hours…

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Hidden Detention — Part 04

By Desert Pioneer

“Officer Merse will speak to you now,” said Jack’s captor, who was jerking him by his arm to the wooden porch on the blockhouse.

Jack thinks Officer Merse must be the top in charge, and other than obeying his commands, Jack’s not sure of the roles of either Goon 1 or Goon 2.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” demands Officer Merse to Jack, his face still concealed in a bag.

“I’m Jack, and I’m checkin out the local shit around here.”

“Looks like you are the shit around here. I told you to get lost punk. Do you know who the hell you’re fuckin talking to punk?”

“ Ya know what, I can’t even see who I’m fuckin talking to punk.”

WHAMM … knowing it’s outside of Jack’s limits Goon 2 delivers another (not-so-hard) gut punch, taking Jack by surprise. “You’re out of here in a quick minute but ain’t no city panty-ass pole smoker gonna disrespect Officer Merse, got it?” says Goon 2.

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Hidden Detention — Part 03

By Desert Pioneer

Immediately Jack figures he knows what is going on. This night was more than he could have imagined. Yet I’ve imagined so much, but I could have done without the sucker punch. Kidnap with bag over head, however, on the bucket list.

Without the use of his sight, Jack is led deeper into the trees, perhaps along that path but at times through undergrowth. Neither Jack nor either of his captors speak a word. Jack doesn’t think his chance of being released is very good but wonders if he should add some resistance as part of the role play (if that is what this is). Actually, this is pretty shitty role play he thinks. Too obvious. Yet the dress up cop had seemed pretty adamant about Jack leaving. If this is some back woods role play Jack is clearly not on the invitation list. Still, they could have used further measures to get Jack to leave but instead they are dragging him deeper into the woods.

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A New Colleague — Part 02

By Suitandbondagelover

Sir leaves the dungeon and I find myself alone in this room attached to this cross.

I can only look at myself in the position of this gentleman prisoner. After a while I feel drool coming out of my mouth trapped in this ball gag.

The drool is getting harder and harder to contain and I can feel my shirt getting wet.

The whole night has made me very tired and I fall asleep despite the constraints but I cannot really sleep because regularly the dildo reminds me with an electric shock whose intensity is never twice the same.

Despite the awkward position I am in a state of euphoria and excitement.

Suddenly the dungeon door opens and Sir enters. Although it is not a working day, the gentleman is elegantly dressed. He wears a beige Italian suit, a heavy blue tie over an azure blue shirt, and very elegant black shoes.

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Island Master UK – Part 14

By Wakeysub

We moved across the clearing to the door that I knew was the medic’s office. The door was open and we walked straight inside. As we came to a halt Master West nodded his head at me and I instinctively dropped to my knees, my knees spread wide and my hands interlinked behind my head. I had no idea where this new positioning came from, but it felt so right. I felt like this was the natural position for me to be in when I was with Master West.

The medic looked up from his desk.

“Aah 768 – I see you have accelerated his training West, any resistance?”

“No, IslandMasterUK was right about this one – but then isn’t he always. His brain is absorbing the training like a sponge. I never thought anyone would be so susceptible. I want to move him to the next stage. Last night the first visitor used 768 and I am going to have to work hard to keep up with the demand and keep him operational. Have to make sure 768’s feedback scores stay up there too – I want my full bonus for this one and I will do whatever needs to be done to make sure I get that. Got off to a good start with his first customer – he scored a ten for last night’s performance. Anything less than a nine and I will have to do some reinforcement. So far, I haven’t seen any signs of resistance from 768.

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Island Master UK – Part 13

By Wakeysub

Master Green stood up and walked over to the large, panelled wall. He pressed a button and the panel slid back smoothly and silently. Inside was a toy cupboard that would put most speciality gay kink stores to shame. Even from where I was lying, I could see toys and devices to cover just about every known kink and fetish I could think about, and then some that I just couldn’t imagine what they would be used for. He leant into the racking and retrieved a thick leather strap. He doubled it over and smacked it down on his open hand. He seemed to delight in the loud smack it made as it struck his hand.

He smiled down at me as he walked back towards the bed. I couldn’t stop myself staring at his gorgeous body and his bulging jock. I was aching to see what was inside the jock. I needed to pleasure him again. Every part of my body existed solely to give this god of a man pleasure. He stood next to the bed and looked down at my stretched, exposed, vulnerable body lying there.

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A New Colleague — Part 01

By Suitandbondagelover

Following a departure for a well-deserved retirement, the management informed me of the arrival of a new colleague after the weekend.

It was therefore with surprise and excitement that my boss introduced me to Paul on Monday morning.

Approx 1.95m tall , hair cut very short and from the most beautiful red as I like.

So here I am sitting at my computer with this man in front of me, probably the same age as me.

The rule in society regarding dress code is very strict. Suit, tie and shoes are required. It is also required a clean and fresh shirt every day. As the company sticks to its image, it demands a different suit every day. This is part of the employment contract. The company sets aside a monthly budget for its account managers to purchase new suits, shirts or other shoes.

Shirts and ties are collected on weekends and cleaned at the expense of the company.

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