Corporate Takeover – Chapter 06

Note from Metal: This is a “fan imagined” conclusion to the story Corporate Takeover by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning of this story, which originally appeared in the Prison Library back in 2020, click for Part 1.

By @bdsmsubrex

Brian woke to the familiar hum of the Blu-ray, his body encased in the leather harness and jockstrap, the scent of leather and sweat mingling with the lingering memory of Ken’s cigar smoke. His cock strained against the tight jockstrap, a constant reminder of his arousal. The supplements on the nightstand beckoned, but he hesitated, a flicker of unease cutting through the haze. He shook it off, popped two tablets, and headed to Ironworks, his mind already drifting to the next visit to Cuir Experience.

At the shop, Dave greeted him with a knowing grin, his leather vest stretched tight across his muscled chest. “Brian, you’re becoming a regular,” Dave said, leaning on the counter. “You’ve done us a solid — buying up the estate to save Boltz and this place.” Brian nodded, his chest swelling with pride, though the supplements dulled his usual sharpness. “As a thank you,” Dave continued, his tone shifting to command, “you’re to attend a weekend training with Master William, the local BDSM Master. Starts tomorrow. Be at Boltz at 6 PM sharp. Understood?”

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It started with Mitts –Part 16

By Bondagegimp

Dusk

At some point, the sun reaches the horizon – a wonderful play of colors enchants sky and landscape. I turn to Bob. He looks at me with a loving yet slightly sad gaze and kisses me passionately again. As soon as the sun has set, he reaches for the muzzle and puts it on me – this time without a gag, just with the padded leather shell. It doesn’t completely prevent me from speaking, but it’s so tight that I can only open my mouth with difficulty, and my words are very muffled.

Bob stands up, gets a chain and locks: He attaches one end of the chain to the chain between my ankle cuffs, and the other somewhere on my back to the straitjacket. The chain is long enough that I can still kneel, but I can no longer walk. Now Bob starts to clear away the dishes from the picnic. Since he’s leaving me in the straitjacket and has also tied my feet, I can’t help him. So, I just sit there, enjoy the warm evening air and watch Bob collect everything and put it in boxes.

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