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Copdar – The Policeman

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By Cuffsandcops

At the beginning of June, I was contacted by a fetish site member who did not have a picture posted. The content of the profile was pretty generic, claimed to be 100% passive, into anything, and new to submitting. He messaged first and ended each message with Sir. He asked about my location and was bummed because my home city and the GPS distance didn’t match, which happens often on that site.

The next message from him was quite bold if you ask me. He said to let him know if I ever wanted to meet him halfway. He said he is a cop, new to kink, and would let me cuff him and use him however I wanted. I responded saying that sounds like fun and asking about which level of law enforcement he worked in, local, sheriff, or state. He said I would have to find out. He told me his weight when asked, he is a lot smaller than the guys I usually go for, but the thought of overpowering him put a smile on my face.

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More With Jonas – Part 5

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By ty dehner

At times, the day passed quickly and at other times it passed oh so slowly. As the day went on, I wanted to be released more and more. It was getting harder for my cock to get harder, and the electro only seemed to be more intense each time. My breathing was labored in the hood, being gagged with the piss-soaked sock and the duct tape keeping it in. Even though the piss kept my mouth moist, my throat was getting scratchy because of the moaning and screaming I would do as the electro reach the high frequencies.

I was sweating in the heavy leather I was strapped into, but the hood kept my nose filled with the smell of leather. It was diabolical what Jonas had done to me. I had shot my load over and over, probably six or seven times. I lost count, just like I didn’t know the time of day or even where I was kept.

I didn’t know when Jonas or Max might return.

As I enjoyed the rest, I tried to get into things to that I could get hard and shoot another load. Another round started, and like the others before it was random and I didn’t know the extent of suffering I was going to endure. After a while I was able to get hard, as I felt the tightness of the bondage I was in. Things were building again, and as I was getting hard I started to lift my head. Quickly it was pushed down, and I felt something on the sides and top that kept my head from moving.

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More With Jonas – Part 4

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By ty dehner

As I struggle with the hood, it is quickly laced tight and the zipper is pulled down over the laces. My hands are pulled behind my back as I realize that Jonas must have gotten out of the chair. The hood has a strong leather smell as it is snug on my face. Handcuffs are slapped on my wrists, and they aren’t gentle about it. The zipper at the front of the hood is opened, and I learn that this is one of the layered hoods.

Jonas is smiling at me.

“Get on your knees.”

I struggle, as my hands are cuffed behind my back, and get on my knees on the concrete floor. I look up at him, and he just stands before me allowing me to take in how amazing and powerful he looks in his leather uniform. After a few moments, his gloved hand grabs the zip of the hood and closes it, putting me into a leather solitary. I hear their boots leave the room, and I am left alone again.

For a little while I can take kneeling, but over time my knees get sore on the hard floor. I work to relieve pressure on one knee, but it adds pressure to the other. Then I adjust the other way. I spend my time moving back and forth trying to manage the pain that is increasing. I think about sitting or getting in the chair, but I’m certain that would not go over well and I would be punished. I haven’t done anything to be punished so far and am not going to start now.

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