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Doug’s Machine

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By slavebladeboi

“C’mon, strip!”

“Aw, not again, Doug.”

“Yeah. You know the plan. I make them, you try them.”

My partner for the last three years was Doug. He was an ‘artist in metal,’ at least that’s what his internet site says. In fact he makes the most amazing and clever metal bondage items to order or off the shelf that anyone can imagine. As his partner, I get to try them out to see if there are any rough edges or something that looks good on paper is simply an arse to get on or into.

“OK, but I was in the middle of your new ad for the site.”

“That’s fine, you’ll get plenty of time before Monday.”

My day job in IT brought in the regular money, while his skill brought in shed loads at times and nothing for the rest of the year.

“C’mon, strip here and get over into the workshop. You’ll be amazed.”

I usually was, it’s true. I heard him welding, sawing and hammering for the past few days, sometimes until midnight or more. Whatever was there now must be a real work of art.

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The New Cadet – Chapter 2

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By Chain Slave

I arrived in Columbia a couple of hours early so decided to go and have my hair cut. As usual the barber was a talkative person who worked as he spoke. Being new in town it soon came out in the conversation that I was assigned to the precinct there. Before long my head was shaved on the sides and back in a neat tight military style.

I arrived at the precinct on time for the afternoon shift change and was shown into the meeting where the day’s cases were to be discussed. All went smoothly as can be expected. I was introduced to the guys in the shift. Steve, the officer running the meeting, said he would be partnering me on the first few shifts to assess me. I was naturally nervous as I slid into the squad car. The officer climbed into the drive seat and as we took off he said, “My brother said he would be sending me a hot one.”

I felt myself turn red and glanced at him. I could see the similarities in two brothers. The shift went smoothly and we had about an hour to go when a call came through to attend to a house break. We arrived on the scene as most of the other police were leaving. We took a look around the scene and decided to leave as everyone had already gone. As I stepped on one of the floorboards I heard a hollow sound and stopped.

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You’re in No Position to Negotiate – Part 02

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By nyc49

I wanted to get the chastity device out of the house. Who knew when someone would come by unannounced and start snooping? Plus, I had to admit that I wanted the temptation far away from me. The Sunday after I got the key back and was able to unlock myself, I e-mailed Ted:

“How can I send the CB back to you? I don’t have your mailing address.”

He wrote back pretty quickly:

“You need to bring it back in person. Are you free next weekend?”

“Yes, no plans.” Maybe he would have time for another bondage session – I could win in more ways than one.

“You promised you would get it back to me according to my instructions. You have to bring it back to me locked on yourself.”

This didn’t sound so bad.

“OK. When and where shall we meet?”

“There’s more. You need to be locked up, but you have to send me the key in advance.”

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Busman’s Holiday – Part 19

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By lthr_jock

Andy looked at the display on his phone: “Number withheld”. He had no idea who had called or why they would call him instead of Clarkie doing it himself. Obviously he had noticed the pickup truck pulling up outside Clark’s house – but when it went on into the garage he assumed that Clark had given them a key and the access code to the security system. The truck had left about 5 minutes ago and there was no sign of Clark anywhere. That wasn’t unusual – but Andy knew Clark was off work this weekend. He had noticed that Clark was away from home a lot more these last couple of months. Must be part of Clark’s new workout programme – which he had to admit was working. Clark was definitely bulking up well – for the first time he was bigger than Andy.

Andy was only wearing shorts and a T-shirt, so he slipped trainers and a hoodie on as it was just starting to rain outside. He jogged across the road, let himself into Clark’s house and then silenced the beeping of the alarm code by punching in his over-ride. The house was silent and empty – until Andy heard a muffled thump from upstairs followed by what seemed to be a low groan. Andy carefully padded up the stairs and heard another thump come from Clark’s room. Maybe one of the workmen was still here? In case it was something more sinister, Andy didn’t call out instead creeping carefully up to the door.

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Crucifixion

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By Bikermike

I knew that I’d deserved it. Sentenced to eight hours on the horizontal cross. I started to psyche myself up for the torture that was to follow. I also thought back to my misdemeanour that had brought me to this.

Master had brought six of his mates round from the leather bar. As his sub I was instructed to kneel naked before them and fellate each in turn. I was made to kneel on sharp sticks with a concrete weight placed behind my knees so that the joint spread out. (‘Knee spreader,’ my master called it). As always, my wrists were secured behind my back with cable ties. I was never permitted to orgasm during these ordeals. Master would wank me brutally if I had pleased his guests. If I hadn’t, I would get a beating or worse.

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The New Cadet – Chapter 1

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By Chain Slave

I had just turned 18 and finished my schooling. I was determined to get away from my abusive parents however did not have the means. It was always Matt do this Matt do that. One of my friends fathers suggested that I join the police force. Little did they know that I had a fascination for cops and their uniforms. I was a strong, well-built guy and never struggled to get attention from the ladies. I acted straight but deep down knew i was different and attracted to men in uniform. Perhaps this was a way that I could live true to myself.

I downloaded the required forms. Did the necessary medicals and sent them off. I was expecting to wait a month or so before I got a reply. It was only 4 days before I had a reply. I was instructed to report within 2 days. That was it my folks were not home, I packed a rucksack with my toiletries pulled on a vest and jeans. Laced up my prized boots and headed off after leaving a short note to my parents saying they can be happy now as I was out of their lives.

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You’re In No Position to Negotiate – Part 01

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By nyc49

I’ve been tied up by Charlie a few times, and I’ve been trying to get together with Ted for years – we both seem to know what gets the other excited, but we had never managed to find a time when we could both be free. Also, neither of us hosts, so this has been tricky to arrange. Charlie and Ted both live near each other in New Jersey, so I finally figured out that I could get all three of us together for some bondage fun.

Ted picked me up at the train station in Trenton. Ted had told me that his protocol is that I need to hand over all my clothing as soon as I enter the house, so as soon as the door was shut, I was instructed to strip, and he took my clothes away. I’m always a little worried that my host would have left some curtains open, but from what I could tell, I was safe – I’m not into sharing my bondage fantasies with the general public, I’m not into getting humiliated, and I don’t think it’s OK to bring “civilians” into our games.

We played for a few hours with Charlie’s excellent collection of toys, many of which lock and/or otherwise can’t be removed. The evening progressed through the usual steps of me getting more and more immobilized in his basement, and finally I was given some release. I’m skipping over some details, because that wasn’t really the point of this story. At the end of the evening, I was spent, tired and naked.

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 04

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By Greg Alexander

I tried to dart past them, springing forward with a surge of adrenaline and aiming for the narrow gap between them. Using just one hand, Collin casually grabbed my arm and arrested me in mid-stride.

Still I kicked and struggled frantically. But at just 5’9”, with a lithe but nevertheless scrawny build, I didn’t stand a prayer against two muscular jocks at the height of their athletic abilities. Without even breaking a sweat, Collin dragged me back into the room, and Trevor quietly shut the door.

At that point I was a little hysterical. Figuring I had nothing to lose, I opened my mouth and started to scream at the top of my lungs.

Calmly, Trevor reached into the workout bag that he was carrying and fished out a role of duct tape. I tried to run away. But Collin effortlessly took my head into a vice-like grip and held me still while Trevor yanked a long piece of tape off and wrapped it around my face, covering my mouth. Still I tried to scream, but Trevor quickly wrapped the tape around my head in several loops, until my voice had been completely muffled.

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