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The Resort – Chapter 11

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By TklBndg516

Pilot Program

On Thursday the team met to discuss the outcome of the focus group and the plans for the pilot program.  They all agreed that the meeting with the focus group went well.  They got a lot of good feedback that confirmed some of the things they had already figured out and provided some new ideas.  Then they worked on the rules for the Pilot Program.

Participants in the focus group would be asked to set up a partner account with Jeff as the controller.  They would be told that Jeff would relinquish control immediately if any of them wanted to opt-out of the program.  He would also provide them with self-control of the device whenever requested.  Use of any additional features would initially be under self-control.  As the program developed, they may limit self-control, but they would always have the option to opt-out.

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The Prison Writer – Chapter 15

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By Joshua Ryan

I know I’m coming into this story pretty late.  I also know that if it was a story by Steven Meres, the plot would be set up so it was all about the hero.  If you liked him, you’d be disappointed if anybody else barged in.  If you didn’t like him, I guess you’d be happy if somebody showed up to grab your attention and twist it for a while.  Whatever … this is where I come into the plot.

I am Carl Owen Abbott III.  Despite that, I’ve always been known as Colly.  I was the “college kid” on the boat that day.  I put that in quotes because I was 19 already.  Meaning fun’s over, right?  Time to decide what you’re gonna do for the rest of your life.  Not sure how seriously I took that, but…

Naturally I was in college.  Everybody goes to college, and my grandfather’s name was carved on the lecture hall at Kingston.  The same hall where I scrolled gay porn during lectures.  Laughing out loud here!  I was a pretty good student, but I knew that even if I weren’t I’d get a decent legacy grade and a more than decent legacy job.  If I wanted one.  If I just wanted to hang out and read for the rest of my life, that would be fine too.  Better, in fact.  My brother had been running the company since our parents died, and he didn’t need to be bothered with Collylocks, as he called me.  Yeah, nice blond hair.  But the point is, I’d never been punished for anything, and maybe that had something to do with what was gonna happen.

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Long Term Confinement – Part 01

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By Scribe

Discipline Technologies is proud to announce a new service now available to interested clients. We can provide long term imprisonment at a very reasonable cost. Our products to date have concentrated on providing a short term, very intense experience necessitating costly equipment, software and supervision. These services, while delivering a unique experience, tend to be quite expensive and are inappropriate for long term confinement over months or years. Our new service, on the other hand, offers simple, effective incarceration for long periods at a price almost anyone can afford. Do you have a slave you no longer want? Do you need to get revenge? Do you want to experience truly long term, uninterrupted confinement yourself? We can assist.

The company recently acquired an old warehouse near an abandoned rail line. The location is rural but is a reasonable drive from a city with airport, rail and bus connections. We maintain an office on the first floor of the warehouse and store some containers to make it look like we operate a shipping service. We provide local pick up from the station to the prison in order to keep our location hidden. New inmates are locked in a blackout box in our van while being transported. The prisoner is kept hooded and handcuffed from pick up until placement in the cell. This helps preserve the anonymity of our staff. Confinement is secret, no visitors or outside communication is allowed.

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Eat Dirt

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Written by ty dehner

With the rain falling hard on the roof, this lazy Saturday morning brought back a kink moment from many years ago. Laying in bed, I saw my black 5.11 lace-up duty boots, caked with mud on the soles. I was reminded of a Saturday morning when I was horny and ended up going to the woods on a solo hike, planning a little jackoff session. Back then, I really needed to get away from it all. Work was just killing me, never letting me have time to get things done as well as I’d like. And the clients, a bunch of whining babies that could go to hell for all I cared.

So, when the weekend came, I made sure it was mine! Since I couldn’t find any dungeon to play in, I decided the woods would be the next best thing. While Fall is never a great time to go hiking, it is quieter than normal, with unpredictable weather.

Saturday morning, I suited up in my green old-school army camos, including jacket and black all-leather paratrooper boots. Since this would be a solo hike, I filled my backpack with simple bondage things, like rope, handcuffs, and duct tape. Before zipping up my back, I tossed in a couple of issues of Bound & Gagged magazine. It will help inspire me as I sit in the woods and play with my manhood.

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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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