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One Year – Part 03

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By Taurus

Part 3 – ”Destination”

James was asleep when he arrived at his destination. He was awoken by the sensation of being blindfolded and ballgagged.

He was untied and pulled from the trailer. The moment his feet met solid ground – coarse concrete – the rope nooses on his wrists were brought behind him and secured to each other. The leg rope nooses were connected as well, but with some slack to function as a makeshift leg chain. As he shuffled about to find his footing, bits of sand he felt between his toes told him he was in a desert.

It was a hard day for James.

The dry heat on his skin triggered him to sweat, indicating to him that it was morning, and not just any old morning either. It was the kind where there were no clouds at all, just the sun bearing down with all its might, and every movement is laboured, seemingly weighed down by the scorching hot light.

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One Year – Part 02

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By Taurus

Part 2 – “The Move”

James did not leave his house for three days. All he would do was eat simple microwavable meals he had delivered to his house a while back and simply roleplay as a slave.

He would turn up his speakers to play some music, while knelt in a corner of the carpet, gagged, plugged and with his hands behind his back.

He would imagine himself at a party. A chic cocktail party where everyone was rich enough to buy the high fashion clothes they were wearing on a whim.

Maybe rich enough to buy him too, which might fit the colour palette of some elegant flooring scheme of walnut and a tan wool carpet.

Of course, he would have to stay off of the carpet. Realizing this, he moved off onto the hard floor.

Bad slave, he reprimanded himself.

He closed his eyes.

What would this party look like?

Smell like?

Feel like?

The lights were dimmed and there was mood lighting.

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One Year – Part 01

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By Taurus

Part 1 – “Yours Most Sincerely”

James sat naked in his living room, a gown to his side. The endless expanse of the Pacific Ocean sprawled out in front of him, accompanied by little more than an idyllic blue sky and a mild scattering of a few clouds here and there – a gently moving fresco on his wall, framed by a window two floors tall.

Still, this extravagant ornament of an ocean was something he had seen every day in the years he had owned this mansion of his. In his defence, nothing on this planet is worthy of gawking at for a million times.

He had passed his duties to an interim CEO who would take his place at the helm of his company for 18 months.

So, what next?

Nothing. Nothingness is next.

Absolute emptiness.

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Matt on Display – Part 2

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Matt felt his heart rate fall and managed to get his breath. He felt his body start to relax and was able to do that exploratory wriggle that bondage guys love. Just exploring the feelings, what he could move (virtually nothing) and what was holding him. As he was not wearing any kind of rubber or leather suit he could feel the multitude of straps tight around his body from the ‘full-body’ suspension harness. Strapped around his waist, chest, under his crotch, around his legs at 4 levels, his arms strapped to his sides and hands in the leather mitts that were also strapped to his upper legs. His boots held tight in the base straps of the harness. His head was resting in a ‘U’ shaped padded pillow and unable to turn. It was in an inner, tight, thin rubber hood that was moulded to the shape of his head with a latex full mouth gag, and he could still feel the slight soreness in his nostrils from pushing the air pipes through and round to the back of his throat.

Then he felt the comforting feeling of the heavy Sci Fi hood with its locked straps and collar over the top; the one he wore every day and night and was the centre of his kink life.

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