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Hidden Detention — Part 02
By Desert Pioneer
“Well, what’s missing from this picture?” thinks Jack. Cowboy Cop doesn’t want me around the rest stop. Could be a drug sale or maybe prostitution. Or could be he’s just an asshole. Rather than pulling out onto the highway Jack circles around the rest stop, up through where the truckers park and back down in the car section. “Well one thing that’s missing is a police car,” Jack notes. He’s either not on official business, or most likely not a cop at all.
As he circles around back into the truck parking Jack notices one of the truckers walking towards but not to the men’s room. Jack backs his car into the most remote upper space of the truck parking and turns off the engine. Really tough to see where this guy is headed to, perhaps the wooded area behind the stop.
“OK, this is what fantasy is all about,” Jack figures. Trucker headed to the woods and some dress-up cop protecting the area. Yeah out here in red neck back country; most likely to be a gun club or maybe poker, drinking and cigars. Jack gets out of his car and moves around the edge of the rest area trying to position himself for a deeper look into the woody area behind the men’s room. He stations himself leaning on a tree a bit behind the men’s room and barely makes out a path leading into the woods.
ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 12
By Nitro
In Ian’s storage confines he heard the earbuds in his hood turn on, and he knew that SIR was up to something.
“Good boy – now get to work. I’m fucking horny and need to get off.” He heard his SIR growl in his deep gruff voice. And this made his own cock throb in the spiked chastity cage and made him growl into the gag and start sucking on it with earnest. He just KNEW that SIR was watching him on the camera so he wanted to please his SIR. He started to slowly wiggle in the sleepsack, thus triggering the heavy electro, and he began panting as the shocks hit harder.
He pictured SIR in full leathers and enjoying an Asylum cigar as he had his cock serviced and the visual was driving him wild. His cock was steadily throbbing harder into the spikes in the cage, and fucking hell it hurt. Jake continued to clench on the fat plug and suck on the gag in time with one another, wishing they were both a little bit bigger as the predicament went on.
What the fuck was he thinking – BIGGER?!?!
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Waiting
By boyryan54
Time has lost meaning for me. I have no idea what time of day it is, or even what day it is. I know I haven’t been here longer than a week, but I have no idea how much time has passed. Master has kept me in the dark this whole time. Most of what I am aware of is darkness, stillness, and what some people consider quietness. In my time spent here isolated, I realize nothing is ever quiet. I can hear my heart beat, the slight noises of Master’s house settling. Occasionally, I hear the AC system turn on and off. Most of the time it’s boring, but this is what I begged for.
Due to my lack of external stimulus, I have grown to be aware of my body. I can feel the slight air bubbles moving under my latex suit, the calming weight of the chains, the sound my breathing makes though the gas mask, the occasional beam of light that sneaks past the covered lenses.
ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 08
By Nitro
Jake cut the end of his Asylum 13 cigar and lit his torch, slowly rotating the cigar in his lip as the flame lit the tip as he took drags. Taking nice deep drags and exhaling the smoke, he savored the flavor of the stick while watching the bound Meat in front of him continue to sweat. Thick clouds of smoke surrounded his face that was slightly obscured by the leather Muir cap. This encounter is going to be deliciously slow. He wants Ian to realize exactly what he’s up against. Jake has been setting this trap and preparing the bait for a very, very long time.
GRUNT
*pause*
GRUNT*
Ian can smell the cigar, but he can no longer see SIR and the amazing gear he put on. “FUCK, i just want to see him puffing that cigar.” He thought to himself.
GRUNT
Ian knew he was truly screwed. His shoulders were on fire being held in this position after such a hard workout, his back was stiff from not being able to move, his asshole and balls just FUCKING HURT. However, his cock had never in his life been harder. He just knew that the slightest touch would make him shoot his load all over the place… oh god this would all really hurt then. He continued to pull against the restraints slowly, testing them, hoping one of the pulleys would give him the slightest amount of relief. Of course due to the position any movement in the slightest caused him to inadvertently tug on the pulley connected to his nipple clamp chains.
GRUNNNNNNTTTTTT