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Retail Slavery – Part 03

By Rubrpig

As usual, the writer is locked in a chastity belt, plugged, wearing Wesco’s and a heavy locked posture collar.

Michael stood quietly as the Police Sgt. Now in civilian clothing entered the store.  He turned and locked the door again.  The slave stood quietly his upper torso now bare of all the gear except for the padlocked chain collar it wore.  It stood quietly and put its hand behind its back and bowed its head.  The Sgt. Walked over to Michael and told Michael that he had seen Michael notice that the Sgt had become aroused earlier.  Michael smiled and told the Sgt. That it was a common reaction in many men especially those that were attracted to leather, dominance and submission.  The Sgt. turned red and nodded.

Michael asked the Sgt. what his name was, and the Sgt. Told him that his name was Marco.  Michael stuck out his hand and told Marco that it was good to meet him.  He then asked if he was attracted to the idea of controlling the slave or being a slave which just made Marco blush all the more.  Marco replied that it was the thought of being locked into all the heavy gear that the slave had been wearing which had aroused him.  Michael smiled and looked at Marco and asked if he wanted to wear the gear to which Marco nodded and looked at Michal and agreed.  Michael told him that the gear would go on and it would be locked and Marco nodded and said that is what he hoped.

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The Test Guy

By slickchaser

My friend Gerry and I had grown a little apart; from the “first load up” story I still frequented his playroom, and he continued to make me develop with giving blowjobs, being teased and prodded in various scenarios, and learning to love tight and strict bondage as needed. Though I had moved further away, we still would setup occasional meetups, including at a convention where he introduced me to getting measured for my first full latex suit, and a new guy local to him, “Jay” for this story. Gerry insisted I come back around once my suit was done in a couple weeks and visit Jay, he had something new he thought I’d get some joy out of.

We made plans, and about 2 months later I made the trip down. My new black latex suit was shipped directly to Jay’s house, and he and Gerry also had what they called my new “spiked” footwear ready for me. On the day I finally made it to Jay’s our conversations were brief, and there in Jay’s living room, I stripped, and they helped apply dressing lube and on the suit went. Being neck entry, it took some wiggling, but Jay and Gerry were delicate and great helping me wiggle in. They both then gradually applied the shine, and there in this living room with white tile and white walls was me in this totally blacked out second skin. Gerry and Jay both towered over me, they both being 6’ about, me at a lowly 5’7”, even feeling shorter with my shoulder length hair.

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