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Undercover – Chapter 1

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By lthr_jock

PC Jim Maxwell paced nervously up and down. He was in his Inspectors office and had now been waiting for Inspector Turner for 15 minutes. Three weeks out of Hendon and already summoned to the office. He had no idea why, but he was sure he had done something wrong. He racked his brain but couldn’t think of anything. Since joining, he’d done everything right and had received no criticisms from his Sergeant. Sure, it had been easier for him that for some of the other recruits — at 27, he was older than them and the 9 years he’d served in the army had got him used to the sort of discipline required in the police.

Even so he was worried. He ran his fingers nervously through his hair — while not long, it was no longer in the tight military cut he was used too. His 6ft frame moved lightly across the floor, despite the weight of his muscles.

Always a big man, he had already found the usefulness of his size in dealing with awkward situations.

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New Years Resolution – Part 14

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By lthr_jock

Paul was running. Running hard and fast. He tried to remember how long he’d been running, but all he could remember was the fun. From time to time a tube was slipped inside his mouth and he drank, a familiar taste filling his mouth. But apart from that there was just the running. So he ran.

Jay looked up as PJ crossed to him. The gym was empty except for the naked figure of Paul running on a treadmill. The monitors were all flashing images at him at a frightening speed.

“How’s he doing?”

“Just broken three hours.”

“Any signs of fatigue?”

“No, the process seems to have worked well with him. I think we can go to the final phase.”

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New Years Resolution – Part 13

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By lthr_jock

Despite running, Paul still arrived at work late. Chris and Pete were already behind the bar, dressed exactly as he was. Paul moved to take his usual spot beside them, but Carl intercepted him.

“A bit late, weren’t you, Paul?”

“Yes, sorry about that – won’t happen again.”

“No, I know it won’t – you certainly won’t make that kind of mistake again. Follow me.”

With that Carl moved off into the club, and Paul followed behind him. As he did, so he waved at Chris and Pete. To his surprise, he got no response, the two of them staring straight ahead, a glassy expression in their eyes. He stopped to check if they were OK, but a sharp order from Carl made him leave them behind as he ran to catch up.

Carl had stopped in one of the more secluded areas of the club, close to the cage that Paul had spent some time in. He stood beside some thick chains that were hanging from the ceiling and had in his hands two 3-foot long steel bars that had shackles hanging from them.

“Ok, Paul, take off your jacket and kneel down here with your hands behind your back.”

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Master and Slave – Part 2

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By slavebladeboi

Next, I relaxed a bit. I couldn’t move apart from wriggling my fingers and blinking but I managed to relax, somehow. I was tied face down on the black leather covered bench. Upper arms, wrists, thighs and ankles were strapped tightly to the four legs whilst my lower back and neck were strapped to either end of the flat surface.

My master was standing behind me beginning to relax as well. His still erect cock deep inside me was very slowly starting to reduce in size. Seconds before he had let out a loud roar as he pumped his hot spunk so far into me I thought I’d almost be able to taste it. But now he gently ran his fingers along the welts he had made across me before strapping me down and thrusting into me with such a passion it was all those thick leather straps could do to keep me in position.

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New Years Resolution – Part 12

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By lthr_jock

“1683, wake up.”

Paul’s eyes snapped open, and immediately he could see his muscular form still in its thick, skin-tight red rubber in the mirror placed in front of him. He was boiling hot, the sweat pooling in the rubber suit and making him uncomfortable, his muscles aching from the position he had been strapped into. Drool was running freely around the ball gag, so he reckoned he’d been secured like this for some time. From what he could see, he had been strapped on all fours onto some kind of device. His stomach lay on something solid, with his mitted hands secured in front of him to the base of the device. His legs (ankles still strapped to his thighs) were similarly secured, but his knees were held apart by the device leaving his arse open and exposed.

His eyes bulged as he swore and struggled, his mountainous muscles heaving against the black leather restraints. Wrenching against the straps, he could hear them creaking and groaning, until a rubbered form behind him stepped forward and secured a wide leather belt around his waist, securing Paul tightly to the device. Now he couldn’t get enough leverage to affect anything other than a helpless writhing motion. He glared up at the figure in black rubber as he rubbed his hands all over Paul’s quivering flanks.

“Time for your last lesson here, boi.”

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Indentured Game Guide

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By Kevin’s Path

Welcome to Indentured – The game of sex, humiliation, pain, bondage and tedious labor in 3,162,510 combinations

Greetings,

I am pleased to present to you this non-refundable one-of-a-kind copy of Indentured – the game of sex, humiliation, pain, bondage and tedious labor in 3,162,510 combinations. Every individual copy of Indentured is unique, having been designed specifically for you by my game development team based upon a personality profile that you submitted combined with my own internal research about you. Your presences on all social media have been reviewed, including the ones where you use an alias. I also purchased and analyzed the records of all your recent search terms from Google. A tremendous amount of time and resources were devoted upfront to get an intimate picture of you before I delivered your game. So, please understand that’s why I can’t offer refunds. Realize that you hold in your hands a unique crafted item, which will not only entertain you with its practically endless variations in gameplay, but it will also relentlessly challenge you and expand your mind, if you follow along and let it.

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Japanese POW

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By Chained Muscle

Greg could not believe that his once virgin hairy body would be subjected to this hideous nightmare of bdsm. His heart was racing with each thrust of the soldier’s hard cock up inside of his ass. The pain was unbearable. He had to try to keep his wits about him or else he would go insane. He tried to remember the good old days of high school sports and his friend who would try to molest his then slightly hairy body. During his puberty years his body hair started to grow especially his last two years of high school. His chest hair was fine and still a little thin except at the lower abs and the trail to his bush. His cock and balls grew to normal sizes and he would get erections sometimes at the wrong time.

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New Years Resolution – Part 11

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By lthr_jock

Red walked along the street, enjoying the way his newly shaved muscles bunched and slid under his heavy rubber clothing. He got more than a few glances, and he wasn’t sure whether they were more surprised by his freshly shaved head or by his gleaming black clothes. Certainly a few stared long enough to spot the thick rubber collar locked around his neck and he strode along the street leaving a wake of incredulous people behind him.

He knew where he was going – the Boss’s place was a 20 minute walk. But as he walked, he felt that something was wrong. Something was out of place. He didn’t know how he knew where the Boss lived; he couldn’t remember where he had been that morning. All he knew was that he was Red but that just wasn’t enough. His brow furrowed as he continued walking, until he found himself outside the Boss’s door.

As he lifted the heavy knocker the door swung open, and Red walked inside. Shutting the door behind him, he found himself in a dimly lit corridor. As he waited for his eyes to acclimatise to the gloom, the Boss walked into view. His cycling gear had been discarded in favour of black rubber. But unlike Red’s gear, this rubber was thin and moulded to Boss’s lithe body. He was wearing a one-piece suit with an attached cod-piece that already bulged. On his feet were high, well glossed DM’s, ladder laced with clean white laces. His hands were in tight, thin black rubber gloves.

“Nice timing, boi. Come on through.”

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