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Prison bitch gets locked in chastity

Handsome young master Kirk returns to dominate and harass this feeble sub. First the snarling Master shackles the sub’s dick and balls so that he can’t get access to his own groin. This humiliates the worm, who is then ordered to strip off Master Kirk’s clothes and lick clean his armpits. He has to run his tongue all over Kirk’s body and slowly suck his impressive hardening dick. Then Kirk opens up his arse cheeks and demands that the sub deeply rim his filthy, sweaty hole before his feet are also thoroughly licked clean by the crushed sub.

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Mercy’s Edge: The Gift

By Restrained4U

The living room of the house was quiet, lit only by the soft glow of candles and the warm light from the fireplace. Alex knelt naked on the thick rug, heart racing with nervous excitement. His Sir, Marcus, stood before him, tall and utterly composed, radiating the kind of calm dominance that made Alex’s skin tingle without a single word.

Marcus was dressed for control. Tight, black leather pants hugged every line of his powerful thighs and calves, the supple material stretched taut across his hips and groin, outlining the thick, unmistakable bulge of his manhood with deliberate, unapologetic clarity. Each subtle shift of his weight made the leather creak softly, a low reminder of the power contained beneath. Polished leather patrol boots rose to mid-calf, heavy soles planted wide and sure on the hardwood floor, the kind of boots that announced every step long before he arrived. Across his broad, bare chest ran a simple black leather harness, wide straps crossing over his pecs and buckling at the shoulders and sternum, framing the hard planes of muscle and the dark trail of hair that disappeared beneath the low waistband of his pants. The harness gleamed faintly in the firelight, accentuating the controlled strength of his torso and the way his arms hung relaxed yet ready at his sides.

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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 02

By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson stared across the room at the two mirrors, which were set up to ensure he got a clear view of his entire body.

Staring back at him was a very muscular and impressive body affixed to the wall with straps at the biceps, wrists, pecs, hips, thighs, and ankles.  A thick collar around the neck was also attached to the wall.  His chest, normally covered in hair, was hairless.  In the middle of the chest, there were two shiny medal disks with the tips of his nipples sticking out.  If he looked closely, he would notice the disks were carved with intricate patterns.  His eyes continued down the image until it came to the root of his cock, which was also hairless.  Just above that, in big, bold black box letters, was the word “FAG.”  His eyes continued down to where his cock was enclosed by a bright, shiny silver tube with intricate carvings on it.  While he couldn’t see them, he knew there were two bars through his cock attached to the tube.  And they had been permanently welded on.

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Bondage Transportation Service – Part 02

By PupMax

Author note: This 100% fantasy story is inspired by different BDSM comics, artwork and stories.

Roughly six months had gone by. My business had grown dramatically, as more men learned about my services from word-of-mouth advertising. Clients began to fly in from different cities, and I had to hire a full staff to keep up with demand. Tom would become a full-time business partner and heavily invested his own money to help us buy more vehicles and a building that would be our headquarters. The HQ would have a full garage to service and repair the variety of cars, trucks, and vans we now used for our ever-expanding services. The HQ also included offices, a small gym, showers for employees and clients, beds for employees, and lastly a kitchen to keep everyone well fed.

The new fleet of vehicles allowed us new opportunities for Bondage Transport Services. We added in an all-day driving service that kept a client bound, gagged, tied or chained up in the trunk of a car, bed of a truck, or back of a van. The vehicles would drive for upwards of 6 to 8 hours all around the city and surrounding suburban spawl while our clients struggled. I loved seeing men getting chained up in the bed of a truck and watching their face disappear behind a hood before the driver rolled the cover over the truck bed, hiding the client from the public’s prying eyes. I also enjoyed seeing multiple men hogtied, hooded, locked in chastity, and tossed into the back of a van; knowing those men would be struggling for hours next to each other made my cock strain in its new chastity cage.

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