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Cop Buddies

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By Tex

I was sitting around the house watching TV with some friends. Two of them are cops. They came over in full uniform. We were having some beers, gettin’ a little crazy. I was rootin’ for the team that the other guys didn’t like, and my team was winning! They didn’t like that. I was teasing them about it. My buddy came over and put me in a headlock, the other guys were laughing.

One cop buddy pulled out a pair of hinged cuffs and said, “I can hold him for you.”

I was still in the headlock, the guys were laughing, each cop grabbed one of my arms, pinned them behind me while I struggled. They were laughing at me as they cuffed me tight behind my back and sat back laughing.

He said, “That’ll teach you, buddy.”

I said, “Come on man take the cuffs off!”

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The Edge – Chapter 03

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By Steellock

Matt stood looking in the mirror through his pinhole eye covers. He could just see the door, which slammed open, and a tall man ran through. He shouted something to Jess and slipped through to the back. Something about him made Matt curious. He felt he knew the back view from somewhere but could not be sure.

At that moment the feeling of someone massaging his right nip distracted him! He glanced back in the mirror and could see the man reaching round. He was pinching and squeezing, working to make Matt’s tit stand out. He had never felt this before and it was oddly exiting! It was followed a minute later by a sharp pain in his left tit. Really sharp! The feeling made him take a deep breath as the nerves relayed an intense wave of pain to his brain. He automatically rose to his tiptoes to get away and equally quickly dropped back as the steel collar around his balls yanked them down!

The feeling was repeated on his right side.

After two minutes the pain level began to fall and he could open his eyes, though they were a little blurred by tears.

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Homeland Security?

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By Rubrpig

Jonathon Wells stood looking out of the windows of his 58th floor office, contemplating the next few days that he finally decided to take off. As CEO of Wells Technology, the world leader in nano technology and Quantum Computing, he founded it right out of University and built into the multi-billion dollar tech giant which dominated these developing and strategic fields.

He needed some time off, so he decided to do so despite heavy pressure from his U.S.-based Director of Special Projects to participate in a series of conferences with the Department of Homeland Security about several new projects for the US division. His Special Projects Director had flown to Toronto to meet with him and try to get him to confirm his participation in the upcoming conferences.

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Lent Out – Part 1

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By JR

Inspired by various stories of bondage games, my boyfriend and I came up with our own. David wrote the rules, and let me weigh in. We use dice, with the first roll deciding the duration of bondage. Starting Friday after work, I roll one die. If it comes up 1, then I am let out of whatever bondage situation David comes up with by Saturday morning.  2 = Saturday afternoon; 3 = Saturday night; 4 = Sunday morning; 5 = Sunday afternoon; and 6 = Monday morning.  The next die roll decides the type of bondage.  1 = rubber; 2 = leather; 3 = puppy play; 4 = metal; 5 = clothing; and 6 = sensory deprivation.

I particularly enjoy rolling a 5, as he comes up with some way for me to be in bondage under my clothes, like wearing a locking butt plug harness under tight jeans or locking on a heavy metal ball stretcher to be worn under a suit.  He knows how much I get off on the subtle humiliation factor of barely detectable bondage in public.  We started with the idea of a third die to determine the type of activities: eletro play, piss, flogging, fucking, CBT, breath play, etc.  But then David decided against that, as he does not want dice to limit how he tortures me.

David told a friend about this game, who got quite intrigued, which made for an interesting weekend for me while David was away for work.

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The Edge – Chapter 02

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By Steellock

When Matt got back to the barracks that night he found that many of the troop had beaten him in and were lounging around chatting and joking. They quizzed Matt on where he had been. but he just shrugged his shoulders and said that he had been out walking.

He went over to his bunk, took off his jacket and realised that he could hardly raise his arms; the feeling was like after a really heavy new workout regime! He also realised that he was still hard. His dick was wet with juice; Matt was surprised that there was no stain coming though his jeans. He had to be really careful or the ribbing from last week would start again. He swiftly looked around but relaxed when he saw that Wayne was not in the room.

Also the frustration at not being able to release his feelings built up overnight. Some of the guys had no problem in releasing the pressure, wanking off either in the barrack when the Sarge was not there, or in the showers. Matt had never felt comfortable with this kind of public display and always wore shorts or a jock strap even when wandering through to the latrines. He would have to make sure he released the built up feelings before leaving the store next week. Then he sat up – that had been a reflex thought. His body must have made the decision to go back. When Jim had asked the question earlier, Matt had suddenly felt unsure. Was this normal? Perhaps he was being stupid. He felt sore and ached. He thought of the previous night:

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Hey Pig! – Part 2 (The Other Pig)

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By Kevin’s Path

“Maaaarooouuuh?”

“Maaahwwrroooaaauuuuooow!”

“Hhhhhssssssss!”

Fluffypuff was supremely irritated. I could distinctly hear her little cat paws scratching at the bottom of the closet door. I could hear her pushing her front paws under the door and trying to stretch them out into the hallway, as if she entertained a desperate hope to somehow squeeze the rest of her fat fluffy body out through the crack. I could hear her pause, completely silent, pressing her face and her sensitive ears into the crack under the door to hear some sign. Fluffypuff desperately wanted to be free of the closet, where she had been locked away. I was powerless to help or comfort her, but I completely understood how she must feel being locked here in the closet all day with me. Cats don’t cope well with captivity.

Another stream-of-consciousness monologue begins inside my head. This helps me to keep my mind active. And, it is saying, “Fluffypuff was supremely irritated…”

Me? I’ve been locked in this closet for – I don’t know exactly – but the air had turned cold for a while, then damp and humid, then muggy, now just dry. The last specific day that I can identify was in February 2014 when I lost a Superbowl bet. I have ever since been confined here, and I know that was a long time ago. I am locked in a box with my head sticking out of a hole in the top of it. There is a thick padded collar around my neck where it comes out of the hole. The padded collar supports my head and neck all around and keeps my chin up.

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The Edge – Chapter 01

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By Steellock

Matt looked at his squad mates. There was a look of awe and respect on their faces. In front of them was a guy hanging by thick, muscled arms from a beam across the ceiling of the cellar. His head was down on his chest, and sweat poured down his body.

TheEdge_1Around his wrists and hands were leather binders, secured by multiple straps and padlocks. The steel suspension rings on his palms were padlocked to the beam. Round his ankles were another set of straps, but they were not tied off and his feet were loose.

The bunched muscles of his back, from his neck to his lower rib cage, was shining red with occasional purple stripes. His butt, clenched and hard, shone in a similar colour. Red and purple stripes ran down the sides of his chest and thighs. The sweat shone in strong lighting, focused on him in an otherwise darkened room.

His balls hung low between his legs, held down by a steel band. They, too, were red and flushed. A chain was padlocked around his neck.

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Copdar – Taking a Chance

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By Cuffsandcops

While out running a few errands this evening, my truck signaled that the fuel level was low. I had already been thinking about running my truck through a car wash in order to wipe the first layer of winter salt and grime from its outside. I decided to head for a one stop shop and pulled in to gas up. I swiped my card and pressed a few buttons to include a car wash in the total bill. The nozzle was removed and I began to fill up the truck.

It was then that I heard a very distinct sound that made my head snap up. The sound was that of a pair of handcuffs clinking together. It came from the vehicle parked at the pump in front of mine. Actually it was made by a pair of standard Peerless chain cuffs that were dangling from a strap above the left leg of a man dressed in blue.

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