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Inked

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By Rubrpig

Sean sighed in relief as it was finally the end of the day after a very trying day at work. Since it was Friday he would have a couple of days to relax, have some fun at the Eagle and enjoy himself. Things were getting tense at work with the rumours of an impending take-over and the resulting downsizing that always occurred when companies merged.

After getting his Dainese jacket from the lockers provided by the company along with his boots, helmet and gloves he walked out to the parking lot and got on his BMW 1200. Looking forward to the evening at the Eagle he headed home to his condo.

After having dinner, showering and deciding since it was Gear Night at the Eagle he would wear his racing leathers and boots. Taking his black, blue, and white Alpinestar Race Replica suit from the closet he climbed into it after putting on his compression gear. He would not wear the chest and back protectors as they might interfere with the fun he hoped he would have at the club. After putting on his Sidi Race boots he picked up his helmet and gloves, he tucked his ID, drivers licence, some cash and a credit card into wrist wallet and put that on. Heading down to the garage, he got on his bike, fired the engine and headed to the club.

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The New Cadet – Chapter 3

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By Chain Slave

Steve ordered me to tidy up the dungeon I had found as he sat back and lit a cigarette and inspected a couple of the other items around the place. He picked up a bag and placed a couple of items into it before I had finished. The tight leathers felt very restrictive and made a noise as I moved around. I undid the top two buttons and tugged at the steel collar that was locked tightly around my neck. It’s what I had always wanted, but now that it was on I realised how visible it was and started thinking how was I going to hide it?

I finished up and Steve said we should be heading back to the station and home. He dropped the bag and ordered me to bring it up as he climbed the stairs with me following.

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You’re in No Position to Negotiate – Part 04

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By nyc49

I stood there, waiting. I didn’t really have a choice. But I didn’t stand still. I knew there was nothing I could do to escape – metal cuffs and chains can’t be loosened or untied with mere patient efforts. However, I couldn’t stand still and stay something like comfortable. I could still roll my shoulders a little, even with my hands cuffed behind my back, which took a small part of the strain off them, for a few minutes at a time. In the same way, I could move my feet back and forth about a half inch despite the shackles, so if I shuffled a little, my quads could feel a little relief, as well as my back. I couldn’t do much about my neck, though the chain had a little bit of play, and my jaw was soon tired from the ball gag. Since I was locked against a pillar, the more I moved, the more the pillar rubbed between my butt cheeks, which didn’t help with my caged dick.

To distract myself, I tried to assess how bad my situation was. Absolute worst case scenario: a stray ember hits the shed I was in, and I’m left as a singed piece of meat, hours before anyone even notices the fire, like some bad episode of CSI. Highly unlikely to happen. What about getting discovered by strangers? Ted had suggested that a real estate broker could show up any minute. When he and his clients wanted to check the interior of the shed, they would find me in a state they would never forget. The cops would undoubtedly be called, and my story would move from the police blotter to the internet, and my life would be over.

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 07

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By Greg Alexander

After Trevor face fucked me and made me drink his piss, Collin took his turn. When the two frat boys had had their fill of abusing me for the day and were finally spent, they changed into fresh clothes and then headed out for another night with some of their frat buddies. Problem was, they didn’t bother to untie me first. So I spent the rest of the night suspended in the air between two stools.

Trevor finally let my aching body down the next morning, gave me some food and water, and allowed me some rest for the remainder of the day. But needless to say, my respite was temporary.

Over the course of the next several weeks, my roommate turned frat boy master seemed to take a fiendish delight in devising new ways to torment, dominate and generally humiliate me. In every conceivable way, my life at college had changed to become completely unrecognizable, just as Trevor had promised.

Trevor slept every night in the new double bed he had managed to create by confiscating mine. I on the other hand slept in a small steel dog cage Trevor had purchased at a local pet store, and inside of which I was securely locked, with one dog bowl of water, every night right before bed. Of course, I was always kept naked. When Trevor was in a benevolent mood, he would slip a small pad into my cage on which I could curl up and go to sleep. But on many nights, whenever he felt the need to punish me, he would give me nothing to sleep on at all, and I would have no choice but to put my head down on the hard freezing metal floor of my cage.

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 06

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By Greg Alexander

By the time they got back, I was a mess.

The vibrations in my cock cage had caused me to involuntarily squeeze my muscles to pump my cock harder for god knows how many hours, despite the worsening ache in my dick that it caused. Unable to reach my cock, my pelvis was doing small involuntary thrusts to try to get relief. So much pre-cum had dripped onto the floor that it actually looked like I had taken a major piss. And all the while, I was compelled to bite down on Trevor’s salty flip-flop which served only to make the ache in my dick worse. Meanwhile, my entire torso began to ache, as my body strained helplessly, unsupported by anything, yet unable to even sag toward the ground, given how tightly stretched I was.

When at last the door opened, Trevor and Collin came in. One of them was carrying three six packs of coronas, and the other was carrying a bag of chips and a box I couldn’t see what was in the box. They set their supplies down next to the chairs, and then came over to examine me.

Trevor’s eyes immediately feel to the floor. “God! You’re dripping like a leaky faucet. What a fucking mess,” he exclaimed.

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You’re in No Position to Negotiate – Part 03

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By nyc49

The rest of the week dragged on. I couldn’t get my mind off the fact that I was locked up. Not just that I was locked up, but that I had locked myself up. I’m usually pretty risk-averse, but here I was with my dick locked up, and I had sent the key off to God knows where. I might never hear back from Ted, if that was even his real name, I might never see that key again. I was beginning to understand what it meant when I wrote “I give up control” on that envelope. The key should have reached him by Thursday, but as of Friday night, he had not sent me a message letting me know it had arrived or when I could come to him to get unlocked.

I woke up on Saturday, hoping that there would be something in my inbox to let me know I was going to be released. Nothing. I didn’t want to leave the house in case he sent an e-mail and I didn’t get it, so I sat at the computer. Not much point in looking for porn, given that I was locked up, but maybe I could find something to distract me. Finally, I heard the “ping” that I had a message.

“Be at the Trenton train station at 3.”

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Busman’s Holiday – Part 20

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By lthr_jock

Clark stared at the computer in disbelief. Grumbling, he headed into the shower and started to lather himself down. He could barely believe what had happened to him – or what Vickers had made happen to him. He was abused, violated – and yet, on top of it all, he was still horny. A pain from his crotch reminded him of the cage still on him – a pain caused by his cock trying to get erect. He smiled ruefully as he realised that he had enjoyed the experience.

As he stood in front of the mirror towelling off, he looked at himself. His new haircut looked strange, but combined with his clean-shaven chin made him look 10 years younger. His body looked off without his covering of hair, but it gleamed and shone as he towelled down, and he wondered what it had looked like with the posing oil on. As he thought this through, his cock swelled again in the cuff, and he looked down, wondering what it would look like now that his pubic hair was gone. His muscles still held the marks of the harness chains, and there were red marks all over him from the bondage. Although he hadn’t been doing any exercise he ached, and with a towel wrapped around him he went back into his room and crashed out on the bed.

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Chastity Agreement

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By Leatherboston

I am about to enter into a chastity agreement with a friend who is willing to be my key-holder and be strict and adhere to the conditions I list in a chastity agreement. See draft agreement. Just curious if you or your readers have any suggestions for additional stipulations for the contract? I want it to be realistic but also challenging.

 

CHASTITY AGREEMENT

This is an agreement dated __________ and between ______ , herein referred to as the caged male and ______, herein referred to as the key-holder. This is a consensual agreement between two adults of sound mind and body for chastity control and key-holder services. Both parties enter into this agreement freely and openly, and without coercion of any kind.

The contract will enter into force immediately on the date signed by both parties and will remain in effect for thirty days, self-renewing period, plus any earned penalty days.   After which time the contract will be satisfied and the key-holder will let the caged male go free. The caged male agrees to be locked in a chastity device for said contract period plus any penalty days earned during the contract period.

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