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VRansomwear – Chapter 1

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VRansomwear

by POW

CHAPTER 1

The little white pop-up with the blue text on Colin’s phone didn’t look particularly menacing at first. It looked like any other nag screen, wanting Colin to upgrade his OS because he was still running last week’s version and was therefore woefully in need of something better, or informing him that he might like to purchase this killer new game, or letting him know that 4G coverage was spotty here. Colin almost clicked OK from sheer habit.

Even reading the text wasn’t all that distressing . It read “Your phone has been locked” and there was only one button below that read “Instructions”. No cancel, no other explanation.

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Locked at the Y

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By Pisslurper

A few years back I lived in a small city in the Midwest. I used to work out and swim at the local YMCA, which had a great gym and an Olympic pool. One of the lifeguards at the pool, Nate, was a good-looking gay guy whom I fooled around with once. Nate was in his 20s, nicely muscled with a light blond furry body and big uncut cock. He was also one of the nicest guys you’d ever meet. Back then we were friendly, but not really close friends.

Last summer I was visiting the town, and I ran into Nate while I was having drinks with friends. We chatted, and he said he was working at the Y the next evening and suggested I go for a swim before closing time. I was more than excited to go to the Y, not just because of Nate, but because I was locked in Steelworxx metal chastity cage, and I love working out locked up.

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Display Models – Part 02

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By Rubrpig

Both men were stunned by the offer to become geared-up slaves, but they begged Sean to release them from the armour. Sean smiled and agreed. Quietly and quickly, he removed Robert from the heavy Halo Armour and then he removed Chas from the Iron Man armour. The men stripped off the heavy under suits and asked if they could shower and would Sean removed the tubes from their bodies. Soon both men had the tubes removed from their noses and the caths removed from their cocks. Robert then slowly pulled out his butt plug and then removed all the e-stim patches and cock ring. After showering, he walked back into Sean’s office while Chas was showering.

Sean smiled as his cousin entered. Well, did you get enough bondage time in the armour? Robert smiled and nodded. Robert then asked his cousin if he enjoyed fucking him. Sean smiled and laughed. Yeah, that was the best part. Knowing I had my cousin the big bad top as my fuck toy.

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Display Models – Part 01

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By Rubrpig

Robert signed off of Skype after the chat with his gear buddy Chas in Sweden. They had been chatting for several years since they connected on the old Gearfetish site. After the site suddenly closed, they had switched to Skype and they continued to enjoy chatting while in full gear. They shared mutual interests in armour, racing leathers, commercial dive gear, and space suits. Usually they were in their racing leathers, boots, gloves and helmets while video chatting.

Tonight they had talked about an opportunity to meet and explore some gear which had just come up. Robert had been texting with his cousin Sean who owned a special effects studio in Los Angeles. Robert’s studio had created the on-screen Iron Man armour suits and had just completed the screen version of the Halo 5 Master Chief armour. Robert had mentioned these suits and Sean said the suits were still in the studio, then asked why the interest in them. Robert, who knew that his cousin was also gay, would understand how strong of images these suits had in the fetish world.

Then, surprisingly several weeks after that text conversation, Sean called Robert via Skype and made Robert an offer. Would he like to wear one of the suits? Robert agreed immediately, and then Sean told him that if he could find a buddy who would be interested as well. Puzzled, he agreed. Sean then told him he would need to complete the measurement forms which he would find in his email. This was needed to make sure that the armours could be adjusted to properly fit. Both Robert and his friend would need to complete them.

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Planning for a Halloween Party

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By Mister-X/Spartan

That house was a natural for hosting a Halloween party. It was really creepy looking. It had been built many years ago, an old Victorian relic. It sat on top of a hill on the outskirts of town. It looked like a copy of the house in that Hitchcock movie “Psycho.” The only problem was that the owner, the guy who lived there, was just as mysterious as the house itself.

Bobby and I had been discussing approaching the owner with Willie. We wondered if the owner would be interested in having us rent it for Halloween. We could fix it up great, making it something that our friends would talk about for years. But we were trying to find some way to approach the owner. We figured you couldn’t just walk up to a total stranger and ask him if you can rent your home for a day. Bobby and I had been working on this for a couple of weeks, checking records to see who owned the place, verifying that the owner lived there, and checking any records we could about him. But we came up with nothing, nada. There had to be something.

He wasn’t a member of any club that we knew about. He never seemed to leave his house except to go grocery shopping. And that was another strange thing, he only left his house at night. Plus he always came out dressed in black clothes. Nowadays, that is popular dress, but for someone his age, it isn’t. He didn’t seem like someone who was modern in any way. He also had an eastern European accent. That sent us off on a different research quest.

Willie finally said, “Hey, I don’t have a problem approaching strangers. Leave it to me to talk to the guy and check out the place.”

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The Cage – Part 03

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By Steellock

It was a long week.

Last weekend standing behind a locked cell door all night with my cock and balls hanging out of a round porthole exposed to all cummers had been one of the best times I have had. The guys in the bar had taken turns to pump me dry; they had sucked and pulled and tweaked me to orgasm four or five times and then just kept going. I was dry, and it was agony. Wonderful agony. Then after the barman had lifted his arm, rung ‘Time’ on the old bell and eventually got everyone out of the bar and came over and peeked at me through the little window into my eyes. He grinned and mimed wanking – fuck not again I tried to yell, shaking my head furiously, and he laughed. Bastard – I was falling in love with this guy!

He disappeared from my window, and then I jumped as much as the chains on my wrists and ankles would allow when I felt his hand on my poor aching cock. He was very gently massaging it and also rolling my balls in his hard hand. I realized he was rubbing in soothing oil. It felt wonderful. Suddenly he had stretched the silicon ring over the root of my cock and balls then eased my bruised and tender member into the lubed tube. The padlock clicked, I could hear it in the now quiet bar. I was back in chastity. For another week or so I supposed.

Then he opened the door and unlocked the restraints, and I staggered forward. He caught me under the arms and carried me to a barstool. I weigh 85 kilo – this guy is as strong as he looks! It turns out his name is Ryan, and he runs the bar for its owner, his Master!

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The Cage – Part 02

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By Steellock

I walked into the bar the following weekend. I had dressed more suitably, and I had been working out in the week, too. Showing were my loose camo trousers and the bottoms of a pair of black boots with white laces. On top there was a white T and my Bleacher jacket. The guy at the top of the stairs had just let me straight through! Nice to be expected!

My cock has been locked in a silicon cage for a week by a chuckling and very sexy barman, and I’m very horny.

My barman was there again. Still in leather bondage shorts, boots and harness and still absolutely fucking gorgeous! Did he even own anything else? He looked up and grinned at me – ‘Hey ready for round 2?’ he called. ‘How close can you judge it this weekend? You want a third session in another week?’ So he had rumbled me. I was hooked and ready for a good night of kink, and he knew it.

The three cages were still there. The standing one with the restraints, the head cage and the large supply of titclamps – that one was intense. The puppy cage with the piss hood and butt fucking machine and then the heavy duty one with the stocks, ankle/wrist bar and estim box.

‘You want more of the same or a change?’ he said, the grin getting wider. ‘We got a new cage, and you will love it. You get to have the cock cage removed too. Got to be good eh?’ He waved at a cloth hanging on the wall. ‘Its behind there — you have to choose without seeing it too!’

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The Cage – Part 01

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By Steellock

Here I am, sitting in a steel cage, a long penis gag in my mouth with my wrists and ankles locked into a rigid bondage bar. It’s been an hour and I’m starting to get very sore arms and my back is starting to spasm.

How the fuck do I get into these situations?

A few hours earlier I had been wandering though Soho at a loose end and looking for a bit of fun. As I passed one of the fetish shops I browsed the window and was handed a flier for a party in one of the clubs. They have a dungeon bar in their cellar and tonight it was open for fun. There was a strict entry dress requirement – leather only …

Well that was OK; I was in thick leather jeans and my boots with a black polo shirt. Should be fine.

The guy on the door was a tall, muscle-bound hunk in a tight black T shirt and jeans who gave me a look over and waved me on through, so I headed off down the stairs following the sound of the music and the babble of many guys chatting and having fun.

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