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Paying the Full Price – Part 3

By UKDeviant on Recon

ukdeviant on reconI was gagging heavily on Nate’s hard cock, and my gag reflex was kicking in. My wrists were held high between my shoulder blades in a leather shoulder-wrist combination restraint, which was securely padlocked at every buckle. My ankles were both strapped in leather restraints padlocked to a spreader bar, and I was utterly defenceless. My exposed chest and nipples arched before him and my caged cock and balls were displayed. He was perfectly relaxed, chilling sat on the end of his bed while making me do most of the work.

My head was being thrusted on and off his ramrod penis with the ring gag between my teeth protecting him from bites or scratches. Despite being blindfolded, It was clear he was well hung, of good girth, cut and had a PA ring – exactly as at the club. The leather straps either side of the ring gag were gripped tightly in his fists and being used by his strong arms to pull my head on and off his penis to ruthlessly skull fuck me. Saliva, bile and mucus were coming out of every orifice in my head, I had tears running down my cheeks, and my face was somewhere between red and purple.

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Breaking Boys: Colin – Chapter 3

By RotherhamMan

Don was left with eighteen hours on the bidding clock after the slave had been left for the six hours he thought long enough to reinforce his new rules. He no longer thought of the meat as Colin, that person was no longer of any significance and he would not be telling the buyers the name either. The only way they would know was if they went and found out for themselves, unlikely, or if the slave broke the rules and told them —something Don would be told about and he had a guarantee that if that ever happened with one of his products he would come out and punish them for tarring his reputation. It hadn’t happened yet.

Six hours had been a long time and despite having sat down to plan the slave’s training he was interrupted by the arrival of a friend who wanted to hang out. He hated people dropping in on him unplanned but he had a social life to maintain as part of his cover as a normal person. He had formed a comfortable social circle of people he found mildly interesting to be around and hung with them enough to appear normal, he might even enjoy himself some times. He felt quite the thrill of entertaining a guest while, unknown to them, he had a person kept in his basement against their will. He had a hard time hiding his rock solid erection and when it was noticed by the friend he played it off as having a day where he just felt horny. The friend laughed with him and departed, assuming Don was going to make a random hook-up to get off. Before he left he used Don’s toilet for a piss, not surprised by the novelty of a waterless toilet, having used it before. He would be surprised to learn it didn’t lead to the sewer but to a tank for the slaves to drink when being punished or trained for such things.

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ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 13

By Nitro

nitroatlA reward? What did that mean? His hole was hungry? Was he going to finally be able to fuck his Sir for the first time in months? Sir was typically not up for being on the receiving end of anything but a tongue up his ass, but sometimes when the wind blew just right…

The very idea of this had his cock throbbing inside the spiked chastity cage, which made him groan into the gag. Now that he felt Sir was no longer watching he tried to stay very still. He didn’t think he could handle much more of the heavy electro that gets delivered when he moves. His entire body was aching, and the massive plug in his hole felt like it was the size of a Buick.

He was so tired from putting on such a show, and his muscles ached from being locked in here all day. He started picturing his Sir sitting back in that chair earlier while his dick was serviced, and he felt his own cock throbbing into the spikes. He pictured him leathered up and in tall boots, his thick cock pushing against his codpiece. He pictured him slowly sucking the phallic cigar as he exhaled a plume of smoke.

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