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Football Season

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By Mister-X/Spartan

My partner and I are both fans of professional football. We share a house. We are also both bondage switches, about the same size. We both played football in high school but were not good enough to be on our college team, and have kept in shape since. A few years ago we hit upon the idea of using fantasy football in combination with our bondage desires. This worked sort of okay, but was difficult, due to the unpredictability of the various players and the various games. We would need some way to add or subtract players during the season, and what with our work, this got to be time consuming. But during the drafting of the players it became clear that I was a fan of National Football Conference teams, whereas my partner was a fan of American Football Conference teams.

One thing led to another, and we decided a couple of years ago to change from fantasy football to inter-conference games to decide who won each week’s match between us to decide who would restrain the other.

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The Edge – Chapter 06

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By Steellock

Matt awoke and knew it was late, he had told himself to sleep in on that particular Saturday morning. He knew that there would not be much sleep that night!

Jim had told him the previous weekend that there was to be an open house at the store. Jess had been particularly exited. “Fucking epic,” was his was of putting it. The store opened late into the night to the leather community. Guys would come and have fun, trying the equipment, being given demos if they were up to it! That is what Jess loved so much, a queue of guys wanting to try the stuff!

Also there would be another challenge in the cellar to all comers. Matt new that he was not ready yet, only a few months had passed and he was well short of taking that amount of punishment.

He stretched under the covers, feeling his body as it woke up. The bruises from last week had now just about gone. It had been a punishing couple of days; he had gone further into the whip than ever before and was now up to 30 strokes at a time. With Jim coming back down the stairs several times to start the session again. He was becoming totally reliant on Jess afterwards to let him down, both physically and mentally as he rubbed life and blood back into Matt’s punished shoulders, butt and chest. Jim seemed to have a particular liking for Matt’s abs. Jess too for that matter. Matt really wished Jim wouldn’t. They seemed to take a disproportional amount of the session. On the other hand, if that kept Jim happy then what the hell.

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The Edge – Chapter 05

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By Steellock

Matt awoke to near darkness again. He could hear his own breathing but muted, it was getting faster but memory came back and he calmed down. It must be late Sunday afternoon.

Sitting up he ran his hands over his chest and body, feeling the stiffness and sore marks from the whipping this morning. Strangely though after the massage he felt loose and his skin glowed. Then he felt over the thick leather ‘Sci fi’ hood on his head. It was becoming normal; funny how you can adapt to things. His feelings of being enclosed and trapped by it were going and he now felt it to be warm and reassuring with it’s tight grip. His fingers touched the padlock at the neck and he felt his cock twitch; it was really quite horny being locked in. He could see in the dim light as it filtered through the pinprick holes over each eye. That he was also getting used to and barely noticed it this morning.

The door opened and Jess came in grinning. ‘You awake boy?’ he asked and Matt slid off the bench and slowly stretched. Jess just stood enjoying the view! Then he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Matt and hugged him.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 2

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By Mister-X/Spartan

Finally one of the guys came up to me and took out my gag. Before I could say anything he said, “Where have you taken our cattle?”

I replied, “If you trace whose car that is you can find out who’s doing this. It’s not me.”

That stopped them. Finally one of them said, “Clem, you stay here with this guy and we’ll go find out whose car this is. In a place this small someone must know.”

So I was kept there, sitting on my horse with that noose pulled tightly around my neck. Clem was the guy who first had made the remark about hanging me. After the others had left, I looked at Clem and saw him get a gleam in his eye. He first gagged me better. Then he went over to the other end of the rope, undid it from the trunk, and pulled it tighter. I was barely able to sit in the saddle it was pulled so tight. I was making noise into my gag.

He then came back over to his horse, got back on, and reached down to start stroking my cock. I hadn’t realized in all this that it had gotten hard and erect. While he was doing this, Clem looked me in the eye and drawled, “It’s going to be a little while before the others get back, so we may as well have ourselves a little fun. I just hope nothing spooks that horse of yours. That would be mighty unfortunate.” He started chuckling at that thought. I was sweating bullets at that thought.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 1

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By Mister-X/Spartan

The spring term at college was coming to an end. We were all looking forward to the summer break. My roommate was from a ranching area, and he had invited me to spend the summer helping out at his ranch. I’d never been on a real ranch before and was looking forward to it.

I was secretly turned on by bondage, but had never let anyone else know that. I certainly kept that from my roommate, as well as everyone else. Even when I was living at home I made sure to keep that from everyone else. My home was on the other side of the country. My roommate’s home was several hundred miles away. I would be riding with him in his pickup.

Finals over, I realized that most of my things would not be suitable to take with me to his ranch, so I rented a temporary storage space and put them in. I was only going to take my few suitable clothes, jeans, a couple of western shirts, underwear, my leather jacket, as well as my normal shaver, toothbrush and paste, deodorant, nothing much. I realized I was going to need to do some shopping to get some more suitable clothes.

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They came for me in the middle of the night

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By Strappeddown

They came for me in the middle of the night. I didn’t believe it would happen. I couldn’t believe that this was real. It happened so fast. Someone shouted orders, and the lights flipped on, arousing me from a deep sleep. I was groggy and confused, blinded by the sudden brightness, and overcome with a rush of fear induced adrenaline as I realized they were coming for me.

They wore identical black uniforms, like a police SWAT team. Their faces were covered with hoods and goggles, and their torsos were thick and padded with riot gear. In the time it took me to open my eyes and sit up, they had surrounded my bed. I was slow to think. I didn’t react. I just sat there in disbelief. I could feel my heart beat, like it would burst from my chest. THUMP…THUMP…THUMP. I tried to cry out, perhaps to scream, but I somehow couldn’t vocalize, nothing would come out.

Then they were on the bed with me, their bulky gear engulfing me. They were close enough for me to see their eyes through their goggles. Their gloved hands grasped my ankles and knees and arms and shoulders and I was pushed down into the mattress.

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The Edge – Chapter 04

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By Steellock

Matt awoke to near darkness. All he could hear was his own breathing getting faster.

His head was still wrapped in a tight leather hood, and his jaw ached. Where was he? What on earth? And also he could feel sharp pinpricks digging into his cock and balls. He way lying on a hard bed, what light there was came though small hole over his eyes in the hood.

“What the hell is going on?” he thought. Then memory returned, along with throbbing pain from his chest and belly where guys had been having fun the previous day — the incredible afternoon and evening of new experiences. He rubbed his front and tried to lift the front of the leather shorts that were pressing onto his member. His breathing slowed, and he regained his calm. What would Sunday bring? Yesterday had been tough, but he had to admit that overall it had been one of the most intense experiences of his life. “Just wish I had been able to cum!” he muttered to himself.

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Lent Out – Part 3

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By JR

I woke up struggling against this neoprene sack throughout the night and into the next morning.  My mouth was caked with piss, cum and saliva.  The hood felt hot and the complete blackness grew frustrating.  The collar make my neck stiff and sore.  I had no idea what time it was.  My arms were tight against my sides.  I was thirsty and aching and had to pee.  My dick was still locked in the chastity pod, fighting futilely against its spikes.

Someone came to release me, informed me it was already after noon.  He removed the gag from my mouth, but reminded me the hood was staying on until Sunday.  He removed the pod from my dick.  After fighting erections in this thing all night, now that my dick was finally free it was too exhausted to get hard.

I drank some water and used the bathroom.  I wondered what my dick looked like after getting impaled by the little spikes.  I stretched and tried to orient myself despite the lack of vision, and considered what Tyler and Keith might have in store for me for the remainder of my captivity.  I was led into the shower and washed down thoroughly.  Then I was brought down to the kitchen and fed some eggs.  I used my hands as I could not find my mouth with a fork.

I was slowly coming back to life, sitting in this kitchen naked except for a hood and trying to eat.  My mind wandered back to the previous night, a wild an unexpected and totally hot night, and my dick sprang up as if suddenly realizing it was finally free to do so.

“That’s awesome,” I heard Tyler.  “Just sitting here eating your fucking eggs turns you on.”  I just smiled, remembering his ban on speaking.  After some silence he said, “It’s ok, you can speak now.  Are you doing ok?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Seriously, that wasn’t too intense?”

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