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Ten

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By slavebladeboi

We were about as close as two people can get without actually living together.

His legs were spread and tied to rings set in the floor, his arms strapped to the front legs of the bench. He looked so fucking good.

I felt his hole grip tighter on my cock as I lunged into him again. He groaned as much as he physically could with that huge dick gag strapped on and the layers of duct tape I’d wound tightly around his head. Not sure if it was pleasure or pain. I reached round under the narrow bench on which he was tied face down and felt his balls and erection sticking through the hole I’d made in exactly the right spot for that purpose. I couldn’t get anything like a grip as he was oozing with precum making everything super slippery, so I simply edged him with a few strokes.

Pleasure then.

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The Fake Slave Boy Project – Part 07

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By StyleMe

Chapter 7: The old world – my new world

I woke up and slowly opened my eyes. There was daylight. Everything around me looked like a hotel room. I didn’t know where I was, but it must have been a very expensive hotel. I felt a steel rod in my tongue and all of a sudden the last couple of days were back in my mind. I was fully awake instantly. I saw a mirror and jumped in front of it. Was this really me? Still in leather. I wore skintight black leather pants and a black tight biker jacket. Under the jacket my body was strapped into a full body harness. If I didn’t shut the jacket you could see the harness and my nipple rings too. The boots on my feet looked and felt very strange, but horny too. What a kinky style!

I stood in front of the mirror and couldn’t believe what I saw. That guy looked totally different from me. Once again (or still?) I was horny. All the leather made me crazy. My right hand instinctively wandered to my crotch. But I had to learn that I was still wearing the chastity belt. The huge plug was also still locked up my ass. I opened the leather pants and saw that there was no opening mechanism at the chastity belt. I tried to take off those crazy boots, but the boot chains were locked also. Same problem with the harness. I searched the room. All I could find were my keys and 10 quarters on the table. I accepted that I had to wear this outfit on my way back home. The thought also turned me on. I put the money and keys into my pocket and peeked out of the room where I saw a long corridor. Yes, it was a hotel.

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Consequences of Failure – Part 05

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By BondageChallengeGames

(Ted’s Pov)

Fuck he was pathetic. All I had to do was wrap my hand around his dick, and his eyes would practically roll into the back of his head. Every little touch and he was moaning, thrusting, and whining.

I loved seeing him like this. What a rush to know that with one hand I could bring him to the brink of pleasure and then torturously take it all away.

To make sure my horny little plaything didn’t cum too soon, I interspersed my strokes with moments of lightly running a single finger along his shaft. I split up the focus on his cock by tickling the underside of his balls, pinching his nipples, and lightly placing my hand around his neck – not enough to choke him – just enough to remind him he couldn’t stop me if I did.

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