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The Devil – Part 1

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By Mister-X/Spartan

I slowly started waking up. I started to stretch my arms out in front of me, and realized that I couldn’t. When I opened my eyes to figure out why, I remembered that I was tied tightly to a chair, my wrists cuffed behind my back. As I started feeling the cuffs on my ankles and the tight ropes tying me, as well as the gag that was preventing me from opening my mouth, my cock started getting erect. I couldn’t see him because I was blindfolded, and I didn’t hear a sound. My memory started recalling what had happened.

I had recently moved to this city, and didn’t know anyone I could play with. After I’d gotten settled, I started checking out sites to see if I could find someone suitable. I’m a bottom, and have had a fair amount of experience with tops. I figured I knew the catchwords to look for to distinguish those who were just looking for a slave from those who were genuinely interested in playing.

This guy came across on his site as someone who was genuinely interested in playing, despite his internet name, ‘the_devil.’ But with that name, I was intrigued. I decided to meet up, telling him that I didn’t play with anyone until I got to know them better. We met at a nearby restaurant, and discussed desires over dinner, which I had told him I would treat him to. Remembering now, I did most of the talking. He seemed to agree with everything I said, being very nice and accommodating, saying that it was also what he wanted. I realize now that I was too eager to find someone that would get me what I wanted.

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Captured – Chapter 4

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By Rubrpig

After a week in residence, the executions of the men who refused to swear loyalty to Earl Robert were dragged out of the dungeons of Wessex Castle and taken to the scaffolds and hung. After the last traitor was hanged, the Earl’s men heard approaching horses and they immediately raised the alarm and the castle garrison took their positions on the walls of the castle.

A group of 4 riders rode up to the drawbridge, and demanded entry in the name of King Henry. One of the riders wore the livery of a King’s messenger and the captain of the guard ordered the gates opened so the men could enter the castle. The King’s messenger and his guards rode into the courtyard and dismounted quickly and demanded to be taken to the presence of the Earl. The messenger was escorted to the great hall where the Earl had just finished eating.

The messenger approached and handed over the message which the Earl opened and began reading. The message was from his King and informed him that he could expect the King and his men to arrive at the castle to break their journey for several days prior to resuming their progress to London where the King would be crowned at Westminster Abbey.

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Save the date: Folsom Street East 2019 is Sunday, June 23

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Folsom Street East will celebrate 22 years of gear, kink, fetish and all around in-your-face deviance for this year’s New York City Fetish Weekend, including four days of events culminating in the annual Street Festival, on Sunday, June 23, from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. on 27th Street between 10th and 11th Avenues.

Folsom Street East 2019

This is going to be an extra special Folsom Street East because it is the weekend before World Pride!

The theme of this year’s Folsom Street East is S.L.U.T.S. Fantasies Fulfilled. (“SLUTS” stands for Sex, Love, Unity, Trust and Safety.)

The mission of Folsom Street East is to celebrate and inspire participation and pride in fetish, kink and LGBTQ communities through the creation of safe spaces for public expression of sexual identities. Folsom Street East promotes and provides grants to other nonprofit organizations serving these communities.

They need volunteers to help run the event. It’s a great opportunity to get involved!

Official website here

Advance tickets here

Folsom Street East 2019

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A Weekend in Service

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By bound2befun

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My dick is hard in my jockstrap and jeans as I ride the train to see him. What normally seems like a relatively quick trip seems to take forever. I’m incredibly horny having been ordered not to cum for the last five days. So, the restriction coupled with the anticipation of what is to come is making me antsy. I rub my crotch when others aren’t looking but even feeling somewhat guilty for doing so as I know Sir intended me to be denied all pleasure until I see him.

Finally, the train pulls up to Alexandria. Sir had indicated his place was close to the station so I pulled out the walking directions I had written from my pocket, softly brushing my dick one more time before I truly turned over control. I texted Sir to let him know of my imminent arrival and then quickly began the walk.

Arriving at his door, I knocked and waited. Was I really going to do this? I waited a while longer. Should I knock again? Is he just making me wait to amp me up (it’s working!). I am about to knock again when I hear the lock turning so I quickly avert my eyes to the base of the door. The door opens and I hear Sir telling me to come in but can only see the toe of his boot from behind the door. I walk through keeping my eyes down and hear the door close, locking with some type of finality that makes my dick twitch again.

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Serious Male Bondage to start filming at a new playroom in Las Vegas

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Mark from Serious Male Bondage sent the information and pictures below about a new facility called “NED” or No Escape Dungeon, designed by NoEscapeSlave in Las Vegas!

No Escape Dungeon in Las Vegas

 

Mark writes:

“My friend NoEscapeSlave (Recon) is building a new playroom in the basement of his house in Las Vegas. He calls the facility ‘NED’ or No Escape Dungeon, a takeoff on his Recon name.

“The equipment in his new playroom is a combination of gear from his own collection, along with gear from SeriousMaleBondage.com, and some of his anonymous friends. As you can see in the photos, No Escape Dungeon looks like the Mr S store on steroids. Here’s Mark in the bondage chair:

NoEscapeSlave in Las Vegas

Mark continues,

“It’s my opinion that a generation of kinksters who have been collecting gear over the years are now scaling back and consolidating. This is certainly not the case with NED. The result is a combined assortment of gear which spans a wide range of kinks, including e-stim, leather bondage, heavy rubber, cages, isolation boxes, bondage chairs, hundreds of hoods and handcuffs, etc.

“This new Vegas playroom is still under construction, but in the future, SeriousMaleBondage.com will be shooting at NED instead of shooting at the old ‘SeriousBondage Institute’ location in San Francisco.”

The equipment in his new playroom is a combination of gear from his own collection

For more information about the “No Escape Dungeon,” contact NoEscapeSlave on Recon.

Thanks to Mark for the pictures and information!

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Ethan’s Cruel Robbers

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By SockgaggedJason

SockgaggedJason gay bondage storiesIt was the end of summer and the beginning of college fall semester, but the Georgia air was still humid and warm. Off campus, young sophomore Ethan was asleep in his apartment. He was a fit, shorthaired, clean-cut young man. An aspiring business major who enjoyed kickboxing. Two young men, disguised with neoprene ski masks, quietly entered his apartment as he slept. They were local kids looking for any valuables that would allow them to buy drugs. One of them had blonde hair draping out of their mask, the other had brown hair. Ethan woke up, however, and noticed the intruders in his place. He grabbed a nearby golf club and prepared to defend his home. Upon making his way into the hall, though, the robbers noticed of him and quickly pounced on Ethan before he could take defensive action.

The two thieves pinned him to the floor and held him down. Ethan, only wearing his underwear, experienced awful carpet burn in the struggle. That, and the pressure of their weight holding him down firmly was defeating.

Ethan tried to yell for help, though, hoping to alert the neighbors in his apartment complex, but the blonde thief cupped his hand over his mouth while the brown-haired robber flipped him over on his stomach. They bound his hands behind his back using a nearby extension cord they yanked from the wall.

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