By Miles Pierce
Jeremy hung there in the silent darkness. His breath had calmed but he could hear the blood pounding in his ears. He swallowed repeatedly but the taste of his captor couldn’t be washed down. Jeremy was disturbed how he was almost comforted by the latex phallus in his mouth. It had already become familiar.
By Mister-X / Spartan
“I know what we should do. I’ll put in my large butt plug. You put me into my leather straitjacket, put my leather pants on, and strap on my leather hood with nose and mouth holes. Wrap my arms behind my back, connected at the front, so that my tits will stand out. Unsnap the coverings over my tits, put on my tit clamps, pulling the connecting chain up to attach to the ring at the front of the straitjacket and snap the straitjacket coverings back over my nips.
By Miles Pierce
It was a deep, dreamless sleep. When Jeremy awoke he had no idea where he was and he felt like he was floating.
As he struggled to consciousness, his body reminded him of the painful lessons from the last few days. Or had it been weeks? Jeremy knew he’d been drugged again but he had lost all sense of time. Still blindfolded he shook the last bit of sleep away and focused on his new predicament.
By Pisslurper
“Put this on.” It was a command, although I would have wanted to even if given a choice. Pete handed me a metal chastity device, with a small master lock and no key. My boyfriend, Mike, just smiled, and I pulled down my speedos and locked the chastity cage on my cock.
By Miles Pierce
The pulley system had taught him a painful lesson but it was just the first of his studies. He had taught himself to move through the pain but he couldn’t let himself completely touch the floor, the pain was too intense. Just as his exhausted muscles had finally given out and he resigned himself to the impossible pain, he felt a slack in the tug on his balls and he gingerly let himself fully rest on the floor.
The relief was enormous but he could still feel the dull ache in his testicles.
By Marknorth
My heart was pounding as the plane taxied to the gate. It wouldn’t be very log until I was fully at his mercy and the second thoughts were looming large in my mind. Not that I had any choice but to follow through. I had no return ticket and too little money to even get out of the city at this point. Besides, he had enough humiliating pictures of me that would be posted all over the internet if I tried to avoid the inevitable. I was going to be locked up and under his complete control for the next three days.
By Pfc Pfledge
Randy woke earlier than usual that Saturday, and then, realizing it was Saturday, snuggled back down in his comfortable bed, enjoying the laziness and half-awakedness of a day when he did not have to work. It was going to be a hot day in Atlanta, but right now, the temperature seemed just right. Randy had turned the air conditioning off the night before, and was enjoying the gentle breeze through his window, and the muffled sound of early morning traffic on Atlanta’s streets. He lazed drowsily under a single sheet, luxuriating in the pleasant knowledge that he didn’t have to work today.
By Catdude
I woke with a jolt, I thrashed upright looking around, I was in my bed, in my room, in my apartment. For a second I thought I must be dreaming, still sitting in my cell sleeping off the exhaustion of being trapped in the damn chair three times a day just to earn food.