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The Trucker – Part 05

By Steellock

As Gus focussed on the driving and Matt focussed on coping with the continual sensations of his butt and nipples being stimulated and his balls being stretched, the Trucker was able to read a few more comments and plot his next move…

Back in Jim’s store Jess was released from his restraint in the cage and he was briefed on his role that evening. He had to meet a new, shy sub in the local café, help him to calm down a bit and to bring him into the store. Jess was dressed in his usual outfit of tight jeans, secured with a thick leather belt over a pair of boots. He had a bulldog harness that showed off his chest, smooth, with a nice pair of pecs. Not the great mountain that Matt had, but he displayed a great body! The locals in the area were used to Jim, Jess and the store and he trotted down to the café as he was, his boots thumping on the pavement.

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The Trucker – Part 04

By Steellock

The Trucker sat in the diner eating his burger. He was watching the comments on his channel feed. Ideas from the audience were coming through, and one of them had caught his attention. A guy has noticed that Matt’s laces in his heavy black Grinder boots are yellow and is suggesting that the Trucker use the feeding spigot on the front of his hood to pipe in a good supply of piss! Gus saw the comment too and reminded the Trucker that they had done something similar before…

While they were chatting the Trucker mentioned that he had been in contact with Jim over the last day or so and he had been alerted to a new, and very inexperienced, sub who had been asking about him. Turns out he is completely captivated by the Trucker having seen him in the shop during Jim’s recent demo session and is wanting to swear eternal worship and kiss his boots! Just what the Trucker had been looking for. Jim had managed to get the boy into the shop, and they were planning on using Jess to help him take the biggest step of his life and be ready to meet his idol!

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Off the Field

By Cutieboy90

Derek huffed impatiently at the door. He could hear the party continuing outside as if nothing was amiss. His body was suddenly pushed backwards.

“HMMMMMCKK!”

Fuck. Derek glared at the ceiling, still trying to avoid reality. Or at least, cherry pick parts of it…

“Ffrrry…” A soft, meek whimper shattered Derek’s denial. He rolled his eyes and tried to give his fellow prisoner a reassuring, forgiving look. Sure, it wasn’t Andy’s fault for losing his balance. But it was his fault for reminding Derek of their situation.

The situation was that Derek, the star quarterback of the college football team, was tied up in a closet, face-to-face with the towel boy! They’d both been stripped of their shirts, hands and feet taped, and were gagged together with a double duty gag. It was a wide leather strap that forced a fake dick into their mouths, made them drool, and the only thing that kept them from kissing was the leather strap that held the peckers.

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Rubbered Prisoner and the Controlling Master – Part 03

NOTE: The original story is by Rubbered Prisoner. Now, Scribe is continuing this tale with Part 3, below. To start at the very beginning, click here.

By Scribe

I am requesting a date to control your rubbered slave. The next available month is fine.

I will provide the following equipment: One heavy rubber catsuit with attached hood. The hood will have nose tubes for breathing. The tubes will be long and narrow making breathing somewhat difficult for the slave. A gag is provided with a feeding tube running to the slave’s throat and stomach. The silicone gag has pockets for the lips, teeth and tongue. Clear plastic eye openings will allow the slave to do its computer work while still keeping the hood airtight. Speakers built into the ears can play white noise. The body suit will have a three-way locking zipper allowing access to the cock and ass. Rubber fingered gloves and rubber foot socks complete the suit. The hood zips and locks to the suit. Zippers are air and watertight. The hood and suit have rubber elastic bungee straps that can be pulled very tight and locked.

Tall rubber and laced engineer boots will be provided a half size smaller than the slave’s shoe size.

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A Stable Headspace (A True Potential Story) – Part 04

(Cowboys, Country, TPE, Bondage, Animal Roleplay; dog/pig)

Written by BootDeputy

The next morning, Logan woke up to the metal collar being locked back around his neck. Master Dallas hooked it to the bed forcing his head against the mattress. Logan looked up at him standing naked on the bed. His cock, standing stiff at attention, covered Dallas’ face at Logan’s angle.

He then stepped between Logan’s legs and fell to his knees, spreading them. Logan’s legs pushed open by Dallas large thighs. He grabbed the base of his cock and slapped it against Logans balls and cage.

“Last morning as my boy for a while now. Gotta make the most of it.”

Dallas lowered the head to Logan’s hole pressing against it. He put his arms on either side of his chest and pushed his hips forward. Logan swallowed his cock whole, leaning back against the bed in pleasure.

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A Stable Headspace (A True Potential Story) – Part 03

(Cowboys, Country, TPE, Bondage, Animal Roleplay; dog/pig)

Written by BootDeputy

After the night in the barn as Tread the horse, Logan is taken to the city for a night of rest from the ranch with the boys.  

The next morning, Tread woke up to the barn doors opening letting sunshine in. It was already high up in the sky. He didn’t know what time it was, but it was the best night of sleep he got as a horse, and his body was sore from yesterday. Master Dallas stepped into Tread’s stall wearing only a pair of coveralls, his chest pushing on the straps that hung over his mountain-like shoulders.

He didn’t say anything, just started to remove the gear on Tread who was still in a half-dazed state. The silicon hood and suit were removed. There were some bruises forming on his back. Even the metal collar that had been on since day one was removed. Logan suddenly felt like he could float off the earth.

He moved Logan, who again felt untethered outside of his horse skin, to the washing station. He cleaned himself up and shaved while Master Dallas stepped into his office. When he came back out, he was wearing a western dress shirt and pressed jeans. A shiny leather belt and buckle holding them up. Black ostrich boots gave off a clean shine.

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A Stable Headspace (A True Potential Story) – Part 02

(Cowboys, Country, TPE, Bondage, Animal Roleplay; dog/pig)

Written by BootDeputy

The next morning, Logan was ordered to do proper hygiene; proper shower, shave, and deep clean his chastity. The first time it was removed since he left his home and Officer Rick. It felt good to let his cock breath.

Logan thought about last night, how he was strung up like a pig and fucked by Master Dallas. About being turned into another animal for this week. He couldn’t put the cage back on because he was getting so hard.

When he finally got it back on, he walked downstairs naked, no clothes on the bed this time to change into. Master Dallas was waiting not in the truck but the mudroom holding a duffel bag of gear. Logan walked up to him; head lowered. Transitioning from boy to animal states, he greeted him, “Morning Master Dallas.”

“Morning horse, ready for the day?”

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A Stable Headspace (A True Potential Story) – Part 01

(Cowboys, Country, TPE, Bondage, Animal Roleplay; dog/pig)

Written by BootDeputy

A year had passed since Logan’s first night in Officer Rick’s apartment and a lot of change occurred. It was only three more months of contact before Logan moved in as a submissive under Officer Rick.

Overtime the dynamic diminished as Rick’s work started to swallow him whole. Less time was put into the lifestyle they started with, and more was put into compromising what things they could do with each other; a movie, dinner out, etc. But it wasn’t fulfilling for what they were wanting in life.

So, one night, when Logan returned from his night job, Rick was sitting at the kitchen island on a bar stool. He was wearing biker chaps stuffed inside his Wesco boots. A leather bar vest and his cover framed his upper body.

“Hey, looking good there, Sir! Hope your day went well.” Logan asked, thrown off a bit by Rick’s appearance. He hadn’t dressed like this for almost three months. Logan stopped trying to wear gear around Rick because he didn’t want to disrespect him when Rick didn’t have time to participate. But the one thing he continues to wear is chastity. Not on a continuous schedule, but during times when he wanted to express his submissive self when he felt he couldn’t around Rick.

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