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Title: Beautiful Specimen
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Chapter 6: The Pit’s Gold
Cage Locks – Power Shines
By Restrained4U
The air clung thick, winch hook echoing.
Jamie slumped, flushed, eyes darting. Leo sat hunched, striped ass raw, wincing sharp.
Ryan settled stiffly, chest heaving, nipples throbbing, socks scuffing where boots once sat.
Marcus slid the bag to Ryan. “Pit don’t take breaks – your go.”
Ryan’s hand froze over the bag, his buzzed auburn hair damp with sweat, eyes narrowing. Fuck this – not again, not yet, he thought, the memory of weights tugging his chest still clawing at him, nipples screaming from Marcus’s tweak. He’d endured – grit held – but the pit’s jaws lingered too close, his breath shallow as he hesitated.
Marcus tilted his head, a faint smirk curling. “What’s the hold-up, soldier? Pit’s waiting.”
Ryan grunted, low and rough, and dipped his hand in, fingers brushing the cards – black dares heavy with dread – then pulled one free, slow, reluctant.
The card gleamed gold, black lettering stark against it.
By Pickle
The fluid that was being pumped into my mask by the aliens who had captured me continued to surge down my throat and into my lungs. Remarkably, it became a pleasant warming sensation. Actually comforting. In my brain I knew I should be drowning but this “therapy” seemed to be improving my breath capacity and feeling of general well-being.
The alien let me know my lungs and throat were being renewed and changed in such a way that would enable me to survive another little adventure they had in store for me. The fluid continued to surge into the mask, and now throughout my entire system in a non-stop ebb and flow. Time meant nothing anymore. I had no idea how long they kept this up. I no longer cared though, since it had the sensation of being massaged from the inside out. I was completely relaxed and was feeling totally euphoric. I no longer gave a flyin’ fuck that my control was no longer my own.
I remember waking up and there being a slight draft in the room. I couldn’t quite see my surroundings, just the darkness. When I realized I couldn’t move my arms and legs, it suddenly all came back to me. I had been talking to this handsome guy at the bar. He was a brunette with dewy eyes and soft lips. He introduced himself as Ethan Tate and asked if I’d be willing to play a little game with him.
Next thing I know, I’m completely naked on all fours with a ball-gag in my mouth. With each moment of realization and each fragment of my returning memory, my cock starts to rise. As frightened as I am, I’m equally aroused against all logic and can’t wait until I can see what Ethan has in store for the rest of his game.
He entered the dark room. His lean body was adorned with a leather harness — that softness I saw in his face before became far more harsh when framed by leather and low light. As soon as his fingers touched my skin, my blood rushed. It was electric. My cock throbbed out of control, painfully. As he admired my flesh like a prized possession, I grew hungry, needy for more of his touch. My body, my will — all were his to grope, to knead.
An explosion of heat reached the walls of my hole as his tongue started to explore inside. I moaned reflexively, trapped by unyielding pleasure. I knew I’d be bound to him for as long as he needed me and for whatever he needed of me.
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By Pickle
I live in farm country and my nearest neighbour and best bud, Steve, is a fella who rents my seaside cottage. The small building, not much more than a shack really, is situated on a cliff overlooking about a thousand metres of a beautiful, private, white sand beach.
The beach has come to be known as “Pickle’s Cove” by the other locals who all know me by my nickname. A cowpath leads from my farmyard down through fields that go all the way to the cliff. It’s a good one kilometre walk down to the cottage, and I always enjoy the stroll. Meadow grasses and wildflowers grow at the edge of the fields on either side of the lane, and during the day there are all kinds of insects buzzing, flying from flower to flower. The combined smell of honey and vanilla from the clover, the scent of the salt air, and the feel of the sun beating down on me on the stroll is always wonderfully good for my soul.
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