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The Pretty Boy Sleep System

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By Kevin’s Path

I got my first gig in the New York fashion industry when I was seventeen. I stood outside the entrance of Hollister on 600 Broadway in the summer months wearing sunglasses and swim trunks to bring in foot traffic off the street. I smiled and greeted all the girls entering the store and also their wary boyfriends.

I was still only nineteen when I got the first big break that was going to launch my career as a fashion model. I auditioned and scored a really high profile holiday ad campaign for Equinox. You might remember me – if you got one of those postcards in the mail last December? It had a color photo of a buff naked guy standing with a big smile, chestnut hair, and carrying an old-fashioned steam radiator chained to my wrist, tastefully hiding my junk. It said, “Happy Holidays from Equinox! We hope you like nothing.” Then on the back, it had a coupon for a zero first month down payment on a membership.

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That was a very successful campaign for them, and they really liked me. When it ended, I started asking my agent if he could, maybe, on the strength of it start sending me out to try for something more ambitious, like a Calvin Klein billboard or even a Nasty Pig. I would smile sweetly and knock out the next closest model with a baseball bat if it got me an underwear ad. However, men’s fashion is a very competitive business. In the try-outs for Calvin they said my bulge was too big; so, that door didn’t open for me.

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A Harness Built for Two – Part 03

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By BigMouthfla

The next morning I awoke still in the same area, but sadly, he was not in me anymore. That was two mornings in a row of some disappointment. I was really hoping that he’d still be in me. Maybe this is just too much to ask for. I suppose that with our natural movements in the middle of the night, we just don’t realize what’s happening.

I just laid there for a while thinking to myself that at least I’d be able to fall asleep in bliss and maybe ‘one day’ I’ll be able to wake up in bliss as well. He was actually starting to wake up as well. He opened his eyes and saw me and said, “Oh.” I said, “Good morning.” He said, “I was hoping I’d still be in you from last night. I loved that so much.” It was nice to hear that we were on the same page.

Nevertheless, we got up and got our days started. It was pretty much a normal day just like any other.

Evening came, and we were both home and again. I followed him into the bathroom every time he had to use it. We were both getting used to this. It may sound silly, but it was this bonding for us. We enjoyed it and it didn’t hurt either of us. And it’s fun to do.

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A Harness Built for Two – Part 02

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By BigMouthfla

That day was pretty typical. We were both at work as normal. I had some nice flashbacks of the night before. Every time I’d think about it I’d had the nicest feelings — physical, mental and emotional. I just felt so “connected” with him. Mind you, we have a great relationship and are very close to each other. But I just felt even more so. I was really hoping that falling asleep like that would not turn into just a one-time thing. But I wouldn’t push too much for it. If we both wanted to do that again, we’d do it again. Neither of us push too hard on each other. We mention, try, then repeat again if we both enjoy. If one of us doesn’t, then we don’t. It’s a respect thing.

I wasn’t tired or anything, as I had slept well. Granted, it took me a while to get to sleep as I was just so amazingly turned on. I had texted him and asked if he was tired or if he was good with the sleep he had. He said he was great.

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A Harness Built for Two – Part 01

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By BigMouthfla

One evening we were sitting down just watching a bit of TV when he got up and asked me to come with him, as he wanted to show me something. I got up and followed him into the bathroom. Odd, but OK. He said, “I’ve got to take a piss. I want you to take it out and hold it for me.” Um, “OK” I thought to myself. He stood in front of the toilet, and I unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out and held it as I was standing next to him. He had a big smile on his face, but I didn’t understand why. Of course, just touching his dick always gets me hard. Well, as hard as can be in my metal housing.

I could feel it starting to stir a bit, then could feel it start to rush out. I have no idea why, but I was really getting turned on by this. I was just holding as he emptied his bladder. He said, “Feels good to hold a dick that can freely piss while standing up doesn’t it?” I don’t know what in the hell he was doing, but damned this was turning me on! He had such a devilish grin on his face the whole time. That very masculine grin of his which was driving me wild. He was barely finished and I was so turned on, I just couldn’t help it. I dropped to my knees and took him deep into my mouth. There was a couple of drops left as I didn’t really shake it off that well. I didn’t care. I was so worked up I just HAD to have him. Yeah I could take a tad bit of piss, but I didn’t mind. I was a sex machine at that point. I was sucking that man so damned hard and with such vigor.

He then did something that always turns me on. He held my head in one spot, pulled his cock mostly out of my mouth, leaving only the head in and grabbed it with his hand. He was going to jerk off in my mouth. Oh how I love it when he does that! He started jerking his own cock, telling me how good it felt. Ah, as I reach down feeling nothing but metal on mine. Then he tells me, “That’s useless … the cock you can feel is right here on your tongue…” He was jerking harder and faster, then said, “here’s your gift…” and shot a huge load on my tongue. I love feeling the pulsating of his cock as it tickles my tongue, feeling him shoot directly into my mouth. Then tasting that oh-so-strong-tasting juice of his. Drives me wild. I’ve always been a cocksucker, but I am now a bona fide cock whore! Well, his cock whore anyway.

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It’s Good to Be the Boss

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By ty dehner

You wake up to the smell of the leather gloves on your hands as you do every morning, thinking how good it is to be Boss. Rolling over, you find your property just the way you want it to be — encased in a hood and leather straightjacket. You like that you allowed it to be lying next to you and find it nice and warm this morning. Lying on your back, you look at the ceiling and spend a moment thinking of how good your life is as the Boss of your kingdom and the property you own. Without thinking, you find yourself gently stroking yourself with your leather-gloved hand.

Turning your head and looking at your helpless property, you push it over and climb on its back. You hear a slight moan coming from the encased head, and you smile a bit. As you settle atop your property, you hear the locks jangle a bit and tug on the straps that you secured a long while ago.

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Hidden Storage

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By Rubrpig

Part 1 – Capture and Storage

Alex woke up and stretched. He got up and walked to the bathroom and had a piss. Time for breakfast and coffee before heading to work. He walked downstairs to the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast cooking. His slave had as usual was up, as the time lock on its cell released it to prepare for its owner’s breakfast. He walked into the kitchen, his cock, eight inches soft, swung as he walked in yawning. His coffee and breakfast was ready and on the table waiting for him. The slave was kneeling in the corner head down waiting for orders. Alex ate his breakfast and relaxed over his coffee and read the paper that he had instructed the slave to fetch from the front step. Time to head to work. He headed back up stairs to shower and dress leaving the slave to clean up the kitchen. On his way out, he told the slave that he would be late returning this evening. He was to clean the house, prepare a cold supper for his owner and wait for him to return. The slave nodded to acknowledge the instructions and Alex headed for the garage and left for work.

The slave spent the day cleaning and maintaining its owner’s home and belongings. Its owner’s boots, shoes, and leathers were cleaned, polished and treated. The house was cleaned and everything was soon as its owner preferred it to look. Along the way it ate what it was allowed and drank water from its bowl to keep itself hydrated. It looked at the time and prepared the cold supper of roasted chicken and salad and put it in the fridge ready for serving. it then took its place in the corner of the kitchen to wait for its owner’s return. Waiting patiently, it slowly slipped into a light sleep but was startled by a sudden sound which seemed to come from the back of the house. it quickly got to its feet and went to check the house. it walked into the rear sunroom of the house and standing there were three men in racing leathers, boots, gloves and helmets. They were armed. The slave stopped and put its arms up to surrender to show them it would behave.

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The Stag Night

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By NWsubguy

The stag week had been going better than expected. Ben, the guy a week from marriage, had been having a great time enjoying the last few days of freedom in Amsterdam. Even I had managed to put an ill-advised night between myself and his fiancée out of my mind, at least enough not to give away what had happened to Ben.

All in all there were 5 of us and the week had been spent mainly drinking and exploring the seedier areas but on the last night the best man Mark had suggested visiting a fetish club that he thought would give Ben a suitable send off into married life. I’d had one or two sessions of being loosely tied up but had never really got into it and considered myself fairly vanilla so I had no real idea what to expect from the night but was willing to give it my all in an effort to keep Ben happy.

From the outside the club seemed like any other. There were a couple of bouncers at the front of a pretty large queue made of people in both normal night out clothes and some others in more extreme, and often revealing, outfits. I started to head to the back of the queue but Mark stopped me and said that he’d called ahead and got our names on the list so we could go straight in which, considering the cold weather, seemed like a definite blessing. We all gave all our names to the bouncer and they just nodded as each of us went in but as I went past one patted me on the shoulder and said “hope you enjoy your time here” to which I just replied “thanks” and hurried to get in. Looking behind me on the way down the corridor I saw the 2 bouncers laughing to each other over something.

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Punishment and Presents — Woof Woof!!

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By Paul

The morning started off with some punishment for me. Sir strapped me down to the bed with e-stim straps around my cock and balls and another strap across my ass. Using his PrisonGuard program, I was subjected to e-stim punishment for the best part of an hour. PrisonGuard was in control … It worked in two modes … Punishment mode and rest mode. In rest mode there was no power being supplied to the e-stim box, and I could rest in my spread eagle position. In punishment mode, PrisonGuard would randomly send power to either the straps around my cock and balls, or the strap across my ass, or BOTH!! I can honestly say, the e-stim to the cock and balls was the toughest to cope with, be it on its own or in conjunction with power being sent to the ass strap. When power was sent to the ass strap alone, I could endure it better but it was still intense!

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PrisonGuard would randomly pick how long it would spend in each mode. So at one point I had about one minute in rest mode followed by nine minutes in punishment mode!! As I lay on the bed, when the hood wasn’t on, I could see the countdown on the screen as each mode played out. It seemed to take forever for the punishment modes to pass, but the rest modes would fly by really quickly. As the final ten seconds of rest mode counted down, I would brace myself knowing that once that counter hit zero, something in my pants was about to get fried! During the whole punishment session, Sir sat on a chair, or on the bed next to me, watching his Boy being punished, and sometimes offering me a pat on the head for some reassurance from him … Woof Woof!!

This afternoon there was a knock at a door, and Sir got a nice big box in the mail. It was a present he had treated himself to for his birthday, something he has had his eye on for years and always wanted … It was the Mr. S Leather Deluxe Leather Sleepsack Fetters USA!

Sir has had his eye on this for years, and he decided it was time he got it, and Woof Woof does he love it!! He got it with all the optional attachments on it, and it’s a very professional piece of kit indeed! Once we had time to examine it, it was time to give it its initial test run. I put him into it and zipped it closed around him and then strapped him shut into it. The interior is leather lined, making it a very snug fit, and the build quality is so good that he said it’s very comfy, snug and escape proof! This is just our initial test run of the new sleepsack, and right now, as I type this, I can hear Sir snoring away like a content bear fast sleep in his sack. WOOF!!

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And if you look to the left of that picture, you can just see the corner of our cage where I am locked away just about every night after dinner. I very much enjoy being locked in this cage, because it is right beside my Sir’s bed, just where Sir’s Boy should be … WOOF WOOF!!!

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Metal would like to thank Paul for this report, and for the pictures!