By Mister-X / Spartan
“I’ve called you here today to get ideas for a fund-raiser. The Charity Home is badly in need of money to repair their facility, which was partly damaged by the tornado. Any ideas?”
By Mister-X / Spartan
“I’ve called you here today to get ideas for a fund-raiser. The Charity Home is badly in need of money to repair their facility, which was partly damaged by the tornado. Any ideas?”
By Rbbrstorage
Conversation over dinner mostly covered business and sports. I wouldn’t have had much to offer to either topic, so perhaps it was good that I was restrained at the side of the room in a laser-measured and 3D-printed composite exo-skeleton that kept my body entirely motionless from my crotch to my mouth – my ass impaled by an integrated dildo, and my mouth invaded by the open mouth gag that formed the top of the device and covered my teeth – my torso sealed inside a sheath of composite metal with my arms pinned close at my sides – all of it contained in a single piece of near-seamless, flowing and organic design that perfectly fit my body.
By Rbbrstorage
It had seemed to be a simple enough request. It would take an afternoon, and I’d have to be naked in front of a few people, but I jumped at it because it told me that Cal hadn’t entirely lost interest in me after two dates where we still hadn’t had sex.
By unknown
I struggled against the straitjacket but it felt like my struggles just made it tighter. The rubber was unforgiving, I could strain against it all I liked but it just pulled me back into my helpless position. I tried to yell for help, surely someone would hear me and come to my aid but the formidable gag that had been strapped onto me would not allow much sound to escape from my throat. All I could do was wait and think about how stupid I had been to have placed myself in this situation.
By hard slave
He had me, naked in his basement and locked in cruel bondage. He told me he’d break me, that I’d soon be begging to serve him. I was doing my best to resist, not to succumb to becoming his slave, but it was proving difficult.
My wrists were locked behind my back in leather cuffs. From the cuffs ran a leather strap that ended in a small cuff that was locked tightly around the base of my scrotum.
By Marknorth
A few days after the end of the last journey of submission (see “Unexpected Total Control”) I had sent my buddy – he goes by JT – an email expressing my gratitude for the experience. I also explained just how much the journey had impacted me and the degree to which I relished the act of submitting to him and his control.
By unknown
His training of me had many elements that touched on different aspects of my life and relationship with him. Of course, the chastity devices and cock control are the main aspect of the control. He uses three different devices on me; rotating them to keep me from getting too used to one of them. The devices are a steel cock cage; a steel chastity belt with cage, waist belt and ass strap; and a plastic CB cage.
By Nick Ensign
***NOW***
I strode outside the prison entrance, towards my car, just as the lower rim of the sun touched the distant mountains. Evening, and I was off shift for 3 days. I stopped for a moment to watch the sun. In the California desert, the sun’s light ripples through the bands of rising heat. At this time, the cusp of evening, it is a fiery orange ball. I never get tired of this display. The sun may be doomed to repeat this performance for billions of years, but it is the most glorious sentence ever.