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Birthday Surprise – Part 04

By mclioncub

The transformation (Part 2)

Once completing the process of cleansing, I was allowed to rest. Still chained to the toilet, I felt used and exhausted. I was starting to understand the concept of being broken and lifted. As I sat there, at this point defeated, I felt a sense of enjoyment. Kevin was truly taking me as his slave. No matter how much I wanted to fight it, it was happening — SHOCK VALUE!!

When Kevin returned to remove me from the toilet, I was led to the bondage chair. When we arrived at the chair, I immediately noticed the plug sitting in the middle of the chair. Kevin noticed my hesitation and explained, “As my slave, your ass belongs to me and I will do with it as I please.” He then turned me around, ordered me to step up on the foot platform and sit. As I began to lower myself onto the chair, I could feel the plug start to invade my asshole. With every inch the plug began to stretch me and fill my ass. Moments later, I felt the strong hands of Alpha push down on my shoulders and I was thrusted on the plug. The deeper it invaded, I could feel my ass being filled with the invader. Then all of a sudden, my sphincter muscles responded and I felt the plug seat itself inside me and my butt was now firmly sitting in chair.

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Leather Journey – Part 1

By Rubrpig

Connor looked out the window after breakfast and saw it was a beautiful fall day. A perfect day for a ride on the bike. Even though he had a date with Skype tonight to confirm his travel arrangements with his SIR, he could spend the day on the bike enjoying the day.

Heading upstairs, he stripped down and walked into the closet and picked up the compression suit he wore under his leathers, and put it on. After putting on socks he walked over to the rack and picked up his back protector and strapped it on, then walked over to where his riding leathers were hanging to decide which set he would wear. Putting aside the Alpinestar Race Replicas the Dainese Aero Evo and Bora, he picked up his favourite suit. Unzipping the 2 front zips, he took the dark blue and silver Dainese T-Age Titanium from the heavy suit hanger. Sitting down, he worked his legs into the suit and pulled it up over his hips. Squatting down he worked his arms into the sleeves of the suit and slowly pushed them into the sleeves while standing up slowly.

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Catcher in the Grass

By ty dehner

The curve is so natural, the tightness of the pants covering his ass, as it meets the heels of his cleats. His weight falls as he squats, the black plastic on his legs and knees creaks with his movement. His fist pounds the leather-padded glove on his hand, then hides behind the black padding protecting his chest. The face hugged in leather and iron, watching the speeding object coming straight for him. He faces it, it is his job, he is a baseball catcher.

The baseball catcher is the one man on the team that makes my dick hard, and my blood flow. i’ve been watching them for most of my youth until i made it to the big leagues! Growing up in Wheeler County, Nebraska, i went to as many balls games as i could. If i arrived early, i would take my place close to the home plate, not to watch the batter, but to watch that catcher. In high school, as i discovered i was gay and started to venture into sex with other guys, i dreamed of doing with a baseball jock. Four weeks before graduation that happened and i never looked back. i knew then that i would be closer to these guys, yet i was never talented enough to make the team. And working in the fields of my parent farm didn’t help.

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A Rubberboi on the Farm – Chapter 03

By R8080

“Sit,” his Master said and Alex put his rubber-covered ass on the ground.

They were back in the kitchen. The heavy rubber overalls Alex had worn when he first arrived were still in a heap by the door. Alex felt his dick grow as he saw them again and he tried to touch himself with his elbows in their rubber sleeves.

“Leave your bone boi.”

Alex looked up quickly at his Master’s face and let his rubber paws drop to his sides.

“Good boi.”

His master scratched him behind his ears and Alex eagerly licked at the sleeve of the gloves he wore. He could taste the gauntlets in his mouth as his Master moved his hand around to his face and he began to suck harder. The rubber was thick, hard, but he could feel the heat beneath.

“Chow time,” the Master said.

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Birthday Surprise – Part 03

By mclioncub

The transformation (part 1)

Once the ring was installed, Kevin grabbed my balls. He began caressing them and making me horny as hell. He then reached over and began sucking my dick. Holy hell, was he actually getting me off?? All of this put me in euphoria and I thought for a moment he was allowing me to cum. Little did I know, he would bring me to the point of exploding and then stop immediately using the ice to cause me to shutter and my cock shriveled with no relief.

Kevin continued this ritual several times. Each time, I was begging him to let me cum but just as I thought that would happen, he hit my dick with the ice and I was brought to reality. On the 5th go around, I was brought to brink of cummimg, I wanted to release so badly. He had my balls so full and hard. Just when I could feel the desire to cum, I was hit with the ice. Within seconds of reacting to the cold on my cock, he lubed the cage and slammed it on my dick. He then took a lock and methodically put it in place. As he slowly clicked it closed, ensuring that I heard it locked in place, he commented, You like the feeling of release but it is now mine and Starting NOW you will never have that opportunity. You will endure permanent chastity. If and only if I decide, you will get that luxury.

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Birthday Surprise – Part 02

By mclioncub

Here is the next part of the story …

Master Alan and Kevin walked over to me, and Master Alan said that I must really be confused with everything. I shook my head to the affirmative. Kevin explained that he had not filled you in on anything so I know this is all a surprise to you. Let me bring you up to speed. Kevin approached me a few months ago and wanted to give you a very special birthday. It started off as just a week’s stay here in my dungeon, but over the coarse of the last few months it has become much more than that.

When he first came to me he told me that he was not into the whole bdsm scene but wanted to learn about it so he could participate in your bondage week. Well it turns out, Kevin has found the whole Master gig as a real turn on and he absolutely thrives on taking control and he has blossomed into Master Kevin. I immediately turned my stare to Kevin and he confirmed everything Master Alan had stated with a solid nod and the look in his eyes. Master Alan then said that it was time for Master Kevin to finish explaining things.

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Birthday Surprise – Part 01

By mclioncub

It had been a year since I first met Kevin. I was at a bar with several friends and Kevin entered the room. He was dressed in tight jeans and tight white T-shirt. His physique and piercing eyes had me captivated from the beginning. He was perfect in every way and could only hope he was my birthday gift. By the end of the evening, Kevin and I were an item. How more perfect could my birthday be? In addition, Kevin was very intuitive and we seemed to mesh on so many levels.

During the past year, Kevin and I had gotten close. So close that we talked about all of my fantasies and fetishes. Everything from being bound to being turned into a slave… none of which interested Kevin. Although he was not into my fetishes, he loved that I talked about it because it made me hard and made for great sex. We had a great vanilla relationship. He was my man, and I loved it. Little did I know what he had planned.

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Taken

By Rubrpig

Steven left the bar frustrated by the lack of action. Despite the presence of some very hot men in full leather, they seemed more interested in talking rather than any action. One man had especially caught his eye as he was tall muscular and dressed in full BLUF gear. A heavy langlitz jacket, leather shirt and tie, quilted breeches and wesco boots. Topped with a Muir cap which set off the man’s bearded face and enhanced by the cigar. He had approached and attempted to strike up a conversation but was rebuffed and he gave up thinking that he was just another poser in leather. What he failed to realize in his frustration was that the leather man was very interested in Steven and had been quietly observing him before Steven left the bar obviously frustrated from the look on his face.

The leather man finished his beer and walked out of the bar and look around to see which direction Steven had headed in. Seeing him on the corner he pulled out his cell and placed a call and told the person he called that he was heading in his direction. He hung up and followed Steven, his heavy boots thudding on the pavement as he watched Steven in the distance.

Steven was heading for his car which he had parked several blocks from the bar. His polished combat boots and his chaps creaked as he walked and as always he enjoyed the sound of his tight leathers. His chaps were skin tight over his levis and showed off his ass and crotch. As he passed the mouth of an alleyway he heard a sound which attracted his attention. It sounded like someone was calling for help. Being a police officer he knew he should check it out. He entered the dark alley and called out for whoever was there.   Suddenly, he heard a sound of someone behind him and he was grabbed and a cloth put over his nose and mouth.

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