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The Fall of a Master – Part 05

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By Rubrpig

Final Chapter

The slave stood quietly, its face red in embarrassment as its new status as a slave was now becoming public and the boy began talking to the others in the bar who looked with curiosity at the slave standing there in the heavy leathers, boots, straitjacket, collar and gagged.  The slave shrugged its shoulders trying to ease the stiffness as its upper body was stiff in the heavy tight strait jacket.

Master Gunther tugged on the leash and harshly told the slave to remain still and not to cause any problems as it would be punished severely if it disobeyed.  The slave stood still behind its master…

The slave was quiet and stood as still as it could the rest of the evening. It watched as its Master spent the evening talking to other Sirs dressed in the same heavy black uniform with brown leather shirts.  The men spoke in rapid German so the slave was unable to follow the discussion.  The slave was checked by its Master and after a few hours, its Master told his friends goodnight and the two of them left the bar.  An uber was waiting out front and the slave noticed it was driven by the same driver.  The Master stood quietly as the slave struggled again getting into the uber in its tall boots, tight breeches and the heavy straitjacket.  It finally accomplished it and its Master got in beside it and the uber drove away.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 04

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By Hunter Perez

Now, why in the world didn’t I allow Nicky to uncuff me when he made the offer? Perhaps I was being noble – his fantasy of arresting me clearly meant a lot to him and maybe I didn’t want to hurt his feelings? Or maybe I was still aroused at the concept of being his handcuffed prisoner? I had never done this type of a scene and I found it to be fun. At least for the initial part of the trip.

But once we got off the highway and took the road to the ghost town, my arms became sore and my shoulders hurt. The erection that accompanied me at the start of the journey disappeared and ride became more onerous while driving across a road in serious need of paving.

The area we drove through was conspicuously absent of civilization. Granted, the desert landscapes were beautiful in their ochre austerity, but to this urban denizen the absence of people, places and things was unsettling.  And as a real estate professional, the location raised a host of questions.

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Interrogation Game: Chapter 4 – Desperation

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By BondageChallengeGames

“Tom changed the code!”

My shout echoed through the garage. I’d hoped this final plea before I was muffled would convince Andrew to stop, to release me and give me a break. It wasn’t my fault he would remain locked in chastity. We’d both been played by Tom.

But as he secured the gag on my head and placed the swim cap back over my face, it became very clear my realization had fallen on deaf ears.

In the 45 seconds I could hold my breath in the swimcap, Andrew put clamps on my nipples and restarted the electrode cycle. When my air ran out and I started to thrash around, he let me struggle a few seconds longer than usual. I sucked in the nonexistent air, causing the swim cap to go flush against my face. Only then did he take the cap of and let me breathe. While I rushed to fill my lungs before the cycle could start again, he flogged my stomach, causing the clamps to wiggle and pull even more.

The worst was about to come.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 03

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By Hunter Perez

“Are you comfortable back there?” Nicky asked through the mesh separating the front of the police car from the back.

“Not really,” I responded. “I assume I’m not supposed to be.”

“You got that right,” he laughed.

I wasn’t quite certain how I should be feeling. Sitting with arms handcuffed behind your back creates a multiple number of issues, which are not helped by being nearly immobilized with a tight seatbelt. I kept shifting sideways and trying to inch forward, but I could never find the right position where I didn’t feel pressure in some part of my body.

Part of me was angry at the stupidity of thinking with my dick – whatever pleasure that was sparked by allowing myself to be handcuffed was erased by the discomfort of my inability to get into a relaxed position.

Yet at the same time, part of me was aroused by the absurdity of the situation. Nicky turned into a truly gorgeous specimen of masculinity, made all the more exciting by his law enforcement authority. Being his prisoner, if only for a brief period of amusement, created a sense of excitement that was truly arousing – perhaps too arousing, as I was also dealing with an erection pushing against my jeans.

I remembered the time back in college when Nicky had me handcuff him so he could service me while I controlled him. I wondered if that was what he had in mind by turning tables in this manner. I then began to recall some stories I read by the writer Joshua Ryan where guys get tricked by sexy cops and correctional officers into getting arrested and sent to prison – those stories seemed so wild in concept, but now I could see how someone could fall victim to such chicanery.

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Interrogation Game: Chapter 3 – Screwed Over

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By BondageChallengeGames

I screamed into my gag. The electrodes on my thighs sent sharp shocks that made my legs tense up. They came without warning and pattern, an irregular cycle that made it impossible for me to ever relax or predict when the next shock would come.

With the tens unit running by itself, Andrew was free to hurt me in other ways. He flogged my stomach and chest again, whipping skin still sensitive from the duct tape strip he had just ripped off. He put the nipple clamps back on, attached with a chain that he pulled in between flogging me. It was overwhelming, I couldn’t focus on anything except the pain. I tried everything to speak, to tell him the code and end it, but I couldn’t make any meaningful sound through the gag, let alone go long enough without yelling in pain.

Eventually my body wore out of fighting. I want as limp in the bonds as I could for standing upright. With each electric shock and smack of the flogger I would flinch and jolt weakly, but any struggle I had left in me was worn out of me.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 02

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By Hunter Perez

I opted not to block Nicky on social media. Instead, I responded that I would contact him once I had more details on my Albuquerque trip. I quietly resolved not to engage him in further conversation – while I had no bad feelings to him, I was also not eager to pick up where we left off ten years earlier.

The next morning, there was a message from Nicky on my social media page. “Good morning!” he wrote. “I hope today will be a happy and productive day for you. Take care of yourself! Nicky.” He added a couple of smiley emojis at the end of the message. I did not respond.

The following morning, there was another message. “Good morning! It will be a good day for you, enjoy it! Nicky.” A few more smiley emojis were part of that message. Again, I did not respond.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 01

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By Hunter Perez

I work in commercial real estate and I am frequently sent around the country to broker property sales and leasing. I am usually sent to the same cities over and over – New York, Chicago, Atlanta, Los Angeles – but one assignment required that I go to Albuquerque to coordinate the sale of an apartment complex. I had never been to Albuquerque and knew nothing about it except that it was a jokey reference in several Bugs Bunny cartoons.

My initial online research into the city turned up nothing that piqued my interest – I am not one for museums and historic sites, so I feared that my distraction options were limited. I wondered if any of my connections on social media could offer better ideas on possible free time adventures in Albuquerque, so I posted an inquiry on my page for suggestions to keep me amused during the leisure time portion of the trip.

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Interrogation Game: Chapter 2 – The Code

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By BondageChallengeGames

The nipple clamps stayed on as he flogged my chest. Each smack caused me to instinctively thrash, which jostled the clamps and only made the pain on my nipples worse.

I tugged at my bonds, but the leather cuffs were sturdy and the padlocks were inescapable without a key. I focused my energy on trying to hold still when he flogged me, to ease the pain of my clamps. But that just made him hit me harder, and no matter how still I held the dull pain on my nipples grew and grew.

I kept my composure, never giving more than a grunt or wince. I was in pain, but nothing more than I could handle. Honestly I was still enjoying it. I’d volunteered for this after all. My dick was hard as a rock.

“What’s the code?”

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