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Bondage Transportation Service – Part 02

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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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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 01

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By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson struggled ineffectually as he was pushed up against the wall.  His well-developed muscles were useless to him in his dazed condition.  The collar encircled his neck and clamped his head back against the wall.  His arms were held away from his body with the bicep and wrist straps. The leather strap around the chest held him upright and restricted movement.

Ryan, his biggest fraternity rival in the house, knelt and spread his legs one at a time, locking the ankles to the wall.  He repeated the maneuver with the thigh straps.  Jayson was now securely held against the wall with minimal movement possible.  Ryan stepped back to admire his handywork.

Standing in front of him, affixed to the wall, was six foot four inches of solid, well-developed musculature weighing in at 240 pounds.  He had luscious brown hair topping his head, while bright blue eyes peered out at him from a movie-star-quality face.  His biceps were 19 inches and solid; his pecs stood out from his chest like pillows.  Two rock-hard pillows.  His nipples were well centered in each pec, sticking out slightly like two arrows pointing the way.

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Iron Range – Part 05

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By Linc

Owen dropped him at the end of the drive a little after lunch, where the gravel met the county road and the fields stretched out like they had all the time in the world.

Jack swung his duffel down from the passenger seat and set it at his feet. The wind had teeth today, not biting hard yet, but sharp enough to remind him the season was turning.

“Thanks,” Jack said.

Owen nodded, hands still on the wheel. He started to speak, stopped, then offered, “Text me when you’re settled.”

Jack gave him a small smile. “Yeah. I will.”

Owen’s truck rolled away, tires crunching until the sound thinned into the wider quiet. Jack watched the taillights until they disappeared behind a rise.

Then he turned and started walking.

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