By Mister-X / Spartan
There are seven of us. We’d all stuffed ourselves at dinner, and are ready to start The Game. We are gathered in my living room, and have taken all our clothes off. We do this every Friday night. I won last week, so I get to be this week’s host.
The six players are: 1, Eric; 2, Art; 3, Fred; 4, Vince; 5, Jim; 6, Billy. The order is based on who last won.
By Tex
So I have this buddy who’s a corrections officer, known him for a while now. I’ve always liked him, he’s a cool guy. I go over to his house to watch the game and have some drinks. I knock on the door he lets me in, hey man how r u? He shakes my hand and pulls me in the house, it’s just his way of being friendly. I say I’m great, ready for some drinks and the game, he says yea me too, I just got off work. He’s still in his uniform.
By Unknown
The muscleboy is naked, standing in the middle of the playroom. Leather wrist restraints are locked onto his wrists and fastened behind his back. His bare feet are spread about 4-1/2 feet apart, and tied to two eyehooks in the floor. A single strong chain is suspended from the ceiling. A sturdy leather collar, with a D-Ring in the back, is locked around his neck.
By Captive Punisher & Musclejock1 of Chained Muscle
Greg was quite strong, and could most likely take whatever the Butus decided to dish out.
ARGH! The whip struck again on the adventurer’s broad back.
SWISHHHHHHHH…WRACKKK! The whip met Nick’s broad back yet again. Again he stumbled forward with a faint grunt. The millstone scratched forward with a lurch. Nick’s legs were magnificent in their increased exertion.
By Mister-X / Spartan
Mr. Johnson told Tim that he’d done the right thing, and if Roger worked out, Tim would be suitably rewarded the next weekend. But in the meantime, Tim was placed in bondage as usual in the other room. Mr. Johnson hoped that Tim and Roger would become pals, and that the two would confide in each other what their dungeon likes and dislikes were so he could find out and prepare accordingly.
By unknown
It was the first time Andy had played with Master Paul. He’d spent a very horny afternoon being tied up, strapped down, used and abused in various ways by the experienced Master, and he was looking forward to a similarly fun-filled evening with him.
By Catdude
Josh walked down the stairs towards the cell, he knew that his booted feet would make a fair bit of noise on the metal stairs, but then that was the point, he wanted the occupant of the cell to know he was coming, and all the good and bad things that implied, he swung open the door and smiled at the scene before him, at the far end of the room, though it was essentially a cell since it contained a prisoner, was two metal poles embedded in the cement.
By Mister-X / Spartan
That first Saturday for Tim out of the punishment sleep sack, all the boys were released at the same time to exercise and get cleaned up. Each would dress in his rubber cat suit with the hood down, go out to the breakfast table, and be restrained to his chair by the rubber boy. The last to sit down was Mr. Johnson.