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Long Term Confinement – Part 05
By Scribe
Discipline Technologies would like to notify interested clients that it has added services, equipment and modifications to its long-term confinement cells. Please refer to our prior announcement (Long Term Confinement Part 01) for a basic description of the prison. Our clients have suggested enhancements to their stay which we have tried to accommodate. Some of these services are free of charge but others come at an additional cost. Some of our guests want just the basic cell while others feel the enhancements are well worth the additional expense.
We have modified many of our basic cells so that no light can penetrate the cage. The rubber mats now cover the entire cell including the ceiling. Ventilation tubes are curved to allow air but no light to enter the cage. The food slot has two doors. The inner door can’t be opened by the prisoner unless the outer door is closed by the guard. The guard can’t open the outer door until the prisoner puts its food bowl on the tray and closes the inner door. This deters any interaction with the guard as well as preventing any light from disturbing the prisoner. The inmate is kept in total darkness and can never see anything inside or outside the cell. The ability to communicate with anyone or hear anything outside the cell is also reduced as the heavily padded cell absorbs most sound. The padding also helps prevent any self-inflicted injuries. While there is no light fixture in the cell, there is wiring for cables to electrified hoods, collars and chastity devices if needed.
Latowsky Chastity Belt
One of the more serious of chastity devices is the Latowsky.
Thanks to Serious Male Bondage for the pictures.
Title of this update: LATOWSKI CHASTITY BELT
Tied up for the fuck machine
Master Kane has been preparing for his new session with Galiel for a while. He’s been gathering all the toys and tools for a good long play session. The captive is already rock hard, his dick damp with precum, while Master Kane gets him into position on the metal rack, balls hanging and arse out. In moments he’s slurping that smooth young pucker, fingering his hole and stuffing in a massive dildo! The big black toy and the fucking machine do their job to stretch out that butt enough for Master Kane to pound it with his own bareback dom meat in an awesome fucking.
See the video at Boynapped
Title: At The Mercy Of Master – Part 1
My Trip to Paris – Chapter 15
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 15: Congratulations. You Are Here Forever
“Just do what I told you,” 8363 said. “Do what I did. It worked for me. They’ll never throw me out of here.”
That’s what I was thinking about while Officer Yan marched me across the Parade Ground to the Examination Rooms, which were part of the Classroom Building. It was February; snow was falling; I’d been in prison for almost a year. I was having my one-year Custodial Review, which would be conducted by an officer in one of the Rooms. I repeated to myself the answers that 8363 had given me. Then I repeated them again, until I was sure I’d got them right. They worked for him; they’d work for me. There was no difference between us.
My assigned officer was Lieutenant Connors. In the corridor, I waited in line, cuffed and shackled, behind the five other criminals waiting to see him. One by one they went in and came out. A couple were crying. The rest appeared stoic. Or indifferent, fated. But in a situation like that, restraints need to be applied to everyone. Officers can never predict when a criminal may do something unfortunate. Then I heard “G023104411!”, and I entered the office.
Bind and Yossie spend 14 days with metal shackles and collars riveted on
From the Serious Male Bondage website:
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Behind bars at the Chained Muscle prison
My Trip to Paris – Chapter 14
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 14: Sewing Your Own Prison
We entered the Pen through the gate. No more front door and lobby for me. I was promptly escorted to the Colonel’s residence and locked in the cage in the servants hall. 6839, 1057, and 9555 were buzzing around, preparing for Mr. Patrick’s afternoon snack and casting sidelong glances at me, afraid to ask what had happened. Afraid, or indifferent. More glances were cast as 9555 stepped into the role of conveying the snack, and a very long time elapsed until he returned. I was in the cage, looking out through the bars like an owl in the zoo.
Then, while 1057 heated the stove for the couple’s first course at dinner, the Colonel himself strode in, ordering everyone out of the servants’ area. They scuttled away, 1057 casting anguished eyes at his stove—puzzled, like all of them, where he was supposed to go. My prediction was the servants’ john.
“You did a good job today, convict,” the Colonel said, walking up to the cage.
“Thank you, sir.”
“It was a privilege never given to any other convict.”
“Yes sir. I am grateful for my privileges, sir.”
He was pacing restlessly, but always keeping my face in view. Every time he passed the cage, I could see his dick growing harder behind his pants. At first I wasn’t sure. Then I was.