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Earn It Pup – Chapter 3

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By Pup Shaggy

I was kneeling staring at the toilet… debating… thinking… gulping down my feelings… I was alone, so why was I freaking out?! This was my idea! I was kneeling there, staring at the bowl like a mirror… the nose of the hood probably about a hairs distance from the water… I was telling myself to do it… it was just water… Why was it such a big deal?…. Because I was making it a big deal…

We’d woken up together, Alex giving both Luke – or ‘Bitch’ – and me a strong hug as we both licked his body clean. We started fighting each other when it came to his pits; who’d be the one to get to taste his sweat and his flavour? Alex decided for us though as he pushed me down to his feet to lick those instead… which I was happy to do. I wanted to rub my hand against his furry chest and maybe give him a little massage or a scratch… to thank him for everything… not that I knew how to give a massage… but I’d slept with my ‘paws’ on and was still trapped within those bags of leather and rubber. I whimpered when I looked up and saw them kissing each other, drooling as they’re tongues played with each other and happy grunts escaped their mouths. I felt left out, but I got a foot in my face to silence me.

After that, Luke and Alex both took a shower while I waited on the floor of the bathroom, chewing on one of the many dog toys Alex kept. You’d think I’d get bored but Alex was smart and actually lubbed the toy up with bubble-gum flavoured lube, making it even more fun to chew and lick and play with; not to mention try and keep the damn thing still enough to play with. Needless to say I entertained myself.

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Armoured Dominance – Part 03

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By Rubrpig

Jason slowly woke up and stretched, well stretched as much as he could considering he was locked in his heavy armour. He was getting used to being always armed and now that he had been slowly switched to a low waste diet, the need to remove pieces of his armour had declined to only several days a week. Looking back at the 9 months since Sir and himself had left the ranch in California where they had been fitted with their armours had been an intense time due to the changes in not only the way he had to live but also in adapting to being the body servant to his former friend and partner now his Sir.

Their lives had started to settle into a routine. Most days he would get up before his Sir and prepare coffee and start on making breakfast. He was now quite used to cooking and manipulating kitchen tools and equipment with his gauntleted hands. As soon as the coffee was ready, he would pour a large mug and climb the stairs to the large Master bedroom that was now solely used by his Sir. He would knock and enter. Walking over to the bed he would set the mug down on the table and kneel waiting for his Sir to stir, wake and acknowledge him. His Sir usually would get up and stretch flexing his heavily muscled frame. Although Sir was smaller than him in height Sir was still as heavily muscled as he was under his armour. Sir would move over to stand in front of his kneeling servant, unlatch the visor and open the helm that covered his servants head. Jason would then open his mouth and his Sir would shove in his cock and begin pissing. Jason had become very used to being used as the urinal for his Sir and was now very used to the strong rank morning piss that filled his mouth every morning. Once the flow had slowed and stopped, Jason would suck and lick his Sir’s cock.

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Armoured Dominance – Part 02

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By Rubrpig

Six months later, Jason and Scott got an email from James with several pictures attached. The pictures showed both completed harnesses from the front and the back. The images showed 2 sets of stunning armour identical except for size as Jason was 6’2″ and Scott was 5’10”. The men who while they were waiting for the armour had completed a move to a new home as they had decided after the return trip to become partners. The men called James and quickly made arrangements to come out and try on the armours before completing the payment for them.

5 days later, the men pulled up at the ranch house and got out James came out and greeted them and took them to the blacksmith shop, the same shop where they spent over 2 days fully encased in heavy plaster and fibreglass full body casts.

Their armours were hanging there on stands, a pile of dull flat riveted chainmaille sat beside each one. James told the men to strip which they both did as fast as they could. Soon both men were standing there with raging hard ons which amused James. Just then James’s assistant walked in carrying sets of clothing for them. She helped them to put on the hose which also allowed them to access their cocks and ass so they could use the toilet. Then a linen shirt was handed to them then soft leather boots. After that they were each given a padded tunic which they knew was a arming doublet which would help spread the weight of the armour.

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Armoured Dominance – Part 01

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By Rubrpig

Jason and Scott had been chatting a long time on several chat sites about their various fetishes. However, the fetish that both were very intense about was medieval armour. Both men lusted after images of men in full armour. They had gotten into spending time together during the summer months when they could match vacation schedules and visiting various Renaissance Faires in the US and a couple of times they had ventured to England to see jousting exhibitions at Herstmonceaux and Arundel Castles, both of which host international jousting competitions during the summer.

Jason had always made it a habit of playing the national lottery and as a joke he promised Scott that if he won the grand prize he would get custom made suits of armour for both of them. Both men had longed lusted after armour on the website of Historical Reproductions. This company was in Southern California and was owned and operated by an renowned armourer and jouster by the name of James Norton. He was famous for not only the superb armour he created but as a world class jouster that competed at the Royal Armouries in England in their annual tournament.

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True Life Part 5: One Week

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By ty dehner

my time with Sir is coming to an end in 4 days. It doesn’t seem like we’ve been together for a week. Today is a quiet day. A thunderstorm passed over this morning as we did our stretching. We are going to spend some time apart this afternoon as Sir visits a friend. This is fine since we have been together nonstop since Friday Evening. But if we were in a M/s relationship, we would be apart many hours of the day because of work and other commitments. Our time this week is a special one, for we learned a lot about each other and this gives us better ideas of what can be expected in the future. Many boi’s dreams of being with a Master 24/7 every minute of the day. But that becomes a chain around the Masters neck. A burden. A good boi should be able to function on his own, find things to make his time productive. A great Master would value the time to himself, as should a great boi. The relationship and service to the Master is extremely important. But that service can and should include time for each to be alone.

We have kept active in the past several days. Of course, we have been to the gym. i’m not sure how Sir rates my performance. He sez i did well and i believe him. But i also think i’ve let him down since i haven’t progressed as much. What i am happy with, that even after these workouts, i am not overly sore or stuff. That tell me my stretching is paying off. And i suppose i can eventually increase the weight.

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Poker Night

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By hard slave

The five of us had a standing game for a few years running, first Friday of every month. We alternated hosting, but mostly it was a Jake’s place as he had the most room. We were all a few years out of college back then, had decent jobs — unmarried but able to live on our own. It started with a low cash ante, no heavy bets. We eventually worked our way up, so that the winner usually came away with about 50 bucks. We didn’t need the money, so the stakes were kinda boring to all of us.

One night Jake suggested playing for something else. Let’s try strip poker tonight, he laughed. We nervously laughed along with him, but agreed. The loser of each hand would roll a die and take off corresponding number of garments. I lost first, rolled a 4, no big deal as each shoe counted as one item, same for socks. The game progressed and eventually Jim rolled a 6 ending the game. As he pulled off his briefs, we all hooted and pointed. What jerks.

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Timed Bondage Suit – Chapter 2 (Fan Made)

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By Unknown

NOTE: This is a reader-supplied sequel to Timed Bondage Suit originally written by Collector2.

I kept struggling in hope that something come lose. I kept wriggling and wriggling. The butt plug within my rectum only adds to the enjoyment, but I just wanted it to stop. It was sore, but still enjoyable. My private rubbed against the suit, it slowly hardens back up. My heart pounds to the point I thought I may have a heart attack. As I continued, I used every bit of strength to wriggle, and just as I feel my arms were freeing up from the posts, it tightens a bit harder. I was at this point panicking, and when I peeked at the timer it reads 29:30:16 and well, I pulled harder, but it felt great as well. The suction is still on my junk, and I gave an orgasm by accident. This, however, made my body relax, I’ve struggled in vain. I peeked again at the timer, and now it reads 29:30:04 and I can only think, “NOT AGAIN!” I slowly counted down… 2… 1…

The suction grasped my already limp penis and massages it, all I could do is watch the timer and count when will the butt plug start pushing back into my rectum. Soon, it goes in, slowly, but soon starts pounding my ass once again. I didn’t think I can take it anymore, and my junk is all hard again. I can feel it, sucking me harder and harder. It is even more unbearable. At this point, I gave up completely. I counted when will my air cut off again, and I kept breathing heavily, until it does. I had held my breath, but it only made me want to thrash around more. My vision didn’t go grey this time, but I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, and let go. This orgasm was big, not as good though. All my muscles relaxed and I slept, I was tired.

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True Life Part 4: Next Visit

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By ty dehner

Together again! Sir and i are finally together in Chicago. Up to yesterday the three months that past seem to pass very slowly and seemed like a long time to be apart. But after arriving last night and being with him again, i seems like just a day had past.

After a very bumpy flight, Sir met me at the gate with the first of several surprises. He had shaved his head and now had a goatee. He looked awesome! There was a great surprise and was very happy to see. Of course, i was just very happy to see him, period. His smile, his eyes, and with his new look he was even more dominant looking.

Once as his place, i received the stripe command and Sir checked out my progress. When i weight in, my weight was down to 236. As the evening progressed, i think Sir could see some changes in me. i have worked hard at creating these changes and building a better body. There is still a long way to go.

Soon, i gave Sir a bath then a massage. i had never done massage before. So, Sir instructed me as i progressed. Sir’s body looked great. It was firm, tan and strong. i know what he is teaching me will work cause of how he is.

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