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The Debt – Part 4

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By Pup Shaggy

Another sharp turn and he slid across the floor, bumping into something. Hunter just laughed from the front seat.

“Sorry pup, they really ort’ fill in these pot holes.” He felt an arm on his shoulder, and he realised Spencer must of slid into the back of the driver’s seat.

“Didn’t think to chain you down before, just wanted to get you back home,” he apologised. The car slowed to a halt at some traffic lights. All Spencer could hear was a ‘click’ as Hunter padlocked the leather collar – still itself padlocked on to his neck- to a ring in the floor up against the back of the driver’s seat. “That should keep you still. And in arms reach too. Just where I like you.” The hand gently stroked his shoulder, as if to reassure him. It did little to calm his nerves or silence the slight twinge in his ear, or the weight in his sore balls. But the hand quickly left him to return to the steering wheel as the lights turned green.

“We’ll be on the motorway soon. That’ll be nice and smooth, hopefully. I’ll be able to grope that cage of yours some, Bet your rock hard at this point aren’t ya? Hope your balls are still intact, not that getting you snipped would be such a horrendous idea, since you’re a dog.”

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Bondage Adventures of Malachi and Mike: The Basketball Ruse

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By SockgaggedJason

Sockgagged JasonNOTE: This story picks up where the previous post, Mac the Mummy Pledge, left off. To read that story, click here. In this installment, the bondage adventures of Malachi and Mac continue.

Malachi and Mike arrived at the university’s secondary basketball court on campus. This would be the site of their latest adventure.

They’re both members of the Kappa Sigma fraternity. Malachi, 18, was a pledge. Mike, 20, was an initiated active brother in the frat. As we know, however, the two boys had a unique, erotic bond between them. After that first drunken Friday night, several weeks back, Mike and Malachi became master and slave, respectively, to one another.

Both of them were toned, athletic Midwest boys though Mike had a slight bad boy edge to his demeanor. This was something that a meeker Malachi liked.

Standing on the basket court, Mike reviewed the ruse he came up with for today. In a nutshell, Malachi was to play the part of the obnoxious younger friend who had to be put in his place. Mike, there for a basketball game, would enlist his teammates’ help in punishing Malachi.

Mike was excited because it was the first time he’d be able to act out his fantasy of humiliating a guy in public. Malachi, while not crazy about the idea, wanted to please Master Mike and, at the very least, enjoyed the thought of being tied up in the process.

They had an elaborate plan to fulfill their fetish. Would it work?

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The Devil – Part 3

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By Mister-X/Spartan

Out at the guy’s car, he put me into the back floor, cuffed my ankles, and brought my wrists back and my ankles forward before locking a short chain onto the two. I was now in a cuffed hogtie. I wouldn’t be able to get up from that. He got into the driver’s seat and started driving off. He was a chatty one. “I’m sure you’ve never experienced anyone as good at dominating you as I will be.” I chuckled inwardly at that statement.

“I’ll warm you up first, then face fuck your eyes out. You’ll love it, although your cock will be in chastity so you won’t be able to get enjoyment from that.” On hearing that, I suddenly realized that my cock was already in chastity, as required when I was out of the house. I wondered what the guy would think of that. Also, I’ve got that spiked punishment collar around the base of my neck which is chained to my chest harness. If my leathers are removed, he’s going to get an eyeful.

The guy kept going on and on. It’s been my experience that guys either do it, or they talk about doing it. Rarely does one do both. With all the talk this guy was doing, I wondered how good he would actually be. I figured he was a newbie.

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Mac the Mummy Pledge

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By SockgaggedJason

Sockgagged JasonMalachi decided to join a fraternity his freshman year of college. He accepted a bid to Kappa Sigma. They were one of the top fraternities. To be honest, though, he was attracted to the frat because they had the best “face men” on campus. Kappa Sig had good-looking, outgoing, athletic guys. He had been wrestling with his sexual orientation. He long knew he liked other young men but had successfully suppressed acting out on it. At times, though, in high school, it manifested in to pretty erotic bondage games. He loved being bound and gagged or restraining other dudes.

One of the initiated brothers of the frat that stood out as particularly attractive to Malachi was Mike Vlach. He was a junior, two grades ahead of him. He was slim and average height but a very handsome, well-toned young man. Though he was known as a partier who liked to joke around a lot, he had a casual, cool confidence about him. Malachi was flattered that Mike immediately took a shine to him.

Friday night, they were all out drinking at a local bar close to the frat house. Although Malachi was only eighteen, Mike snuck him drinks from the pitchers of beer. Mike put his arm around Malachi, ruffled his hair, and made him drink more. After each gulp of brew, they belched like college men do.

When it got late, most of their crew broke up and headed their separate ways.

Malachi asked Mike if he could walk back to his apartment with him. His heart raced with delight when the offer was accepted.

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The Ride

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By ty dehner

I woke with the familiar smell of the barn that I sleep in. In the corner is a corral that Boss Kevin has customize for his property, me. I roll off my back onto my elbows and knees. Many months ago, Boss decided I will be his horse. It has been a challenge, for during the week I have a full-time job, but it is a work from home position, so Boss is able to control me completely.

This Saturday morning, I can see the small window on the side of barn that allows the morning sun to shine in. The layers of suits I am locked in start with a layer of Under Armor that is followed by a heavy rubber suit with openings for my cock, balls and ass. Next a rubber hood that has a gag that fills my mouth with a tube leading into the gag. My cock is trapped in a heavy Carrera bondage chastity device. A plug fills my ass and is locked under the rubber.

The final layer is heavy brown leather horse suit that keeps my arms and legs bent and is pretty much one piece. There is lacing on it for Boss to tighten it. The knee and elbow parts of the suit have heavy rubber pads that allow me to walk with my elbows and knees and not feel too much. The thick rubber is shaped like horse hooves and even have the iron horse shoes on the base. There is a horse shaped hood that goes over a leather hood, which is laced on. He doesn’t have me sleep in the horse shaped hood. The laces and zipper lock and Boss doesn’t use small locks they are heavy Master locks.

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The Devil – Part 2

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By Mister-X/Spartan

That night and the next day, the devil didn’t play with me much. That holiday he added some clamps to my tits, but that was the only additional gear he put on me. Amazing as I found it to be, I was starting to get adjusted to that extreme position he kept me in while in that cage. I erupted about a half dozen more times before I was awakened Tuesday morning to get cleaned up and go to work.

The collar he kept at the base of my neck was closed with a special kind of key. There was no way I would be able to get that off. True to his word, he removed the top collar so I could get my shirt and tie on. My cuffs were also removed, as well as the gag. It was the first time I’d had the gag out since that Friday night when we met. I was also finally able to shit, though by then it had solidified and I couldn’t.

He got breakfast ready while I got cleaned up and dressed. I noticed the shirts he’d gotten me were tighter and heavier, with a higher collar than I usually wore, one with two buttons. With those on, I couldn’t see any sign of what lay underneath. But I could sure feel things.

He locked my cock in chastity. “Whenever you leave your house, your cock will always be locked up.”

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The Debt – Part 3

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By Pup Shaggy

He needed this… He wanted this… he kept telling himself that, over and over as he lay there on sheet metal, completely alone, fighting back the chill of the cold. Still blindfolded, still handcuffed, still muzzled – of which had now been locked on, like everything else – and now his legs tied together by duct tape, he was utterly and completely helpless… and it was amazing.

He had no clue where he was, other than he was in the back of a van, and it belonged to Hunter. He had no clue what was going to happen to him… or how the night was going to end… and it was amazing.

He’d have the biggest hard-on of his life if his cock wasn’t locked up in chastity. Hunter had pulled the zipper of his jeans open and his boxers down, so that the cage was out in the open air. His balls rubbed against his trousers, the cold metal encasing his junk completely, trapped. Not that it dissuaded him from trying to get free; constantly his cock tried to break free of the metal sheath containing it, straining to pull away from his crotch to reach the cool and refreshing air on the outside. But every time, the cage pulled at his balls eventually becoming painful when it pulled too far… But the cage stayed firm, only to slap back against his body in futile effort. But then he tried again seconds later. |To make matters worse, Hunter had also slipped a ball stretcher over Spencer’s vulnerable boys, crushing them tightly. He wasn’t used to the sensation; being denied a good stiffy. And he knew by now he loved it, and hated it.

But then…. He needed this.

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My Night at Pledge Brother Chris’ Apartment

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By SockgaggedJason

SockgaggedJason gay bondage storiesThis is a true story from my college years when I was closeted and had joined a fraternity.

I decided to spend the night with my pledge brother, Chris Thompson. It was after an evening of partying at the frat house and his apartment was walking distance. I didn’t want to drive home drunk, but mostly it was mostly excuse to get him alone. I was curious about Chris ever since I heard the rumors from the other members of our pledge class. The story was, Chris was gay. What threw me off though was his persona. Chris was a recent Army discharge and he was a muscular, hyper masculine meathead.

I felt like he didn’t fit the stereotype, but then again neither did I. Was he a closet case like me?

At his apartment, we started to drink more beers from his refrigerator. We kicked off our shoes and watched UFC on the couch. I could smell the warm scent of his socked feet. Smelly socks were a big turn on for me! It was an aphrodisiac.

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