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In Second Life, you can be collared and locked in chastity pretty much permanently
Training the Sergeant – Part 9
By lthr_jock
The next day, Davis had a day off work but he still started off early with a heavy two-hour session at the gym and an eight-mile run. As he towelled off after his shower, he looked at his reflection in his bathroom mirror. The gym was definitely working on him – he now had some serious definition on his abs under his pelt of hair, and when he did a double bicep pose his arms swelled impressively. His legs were similarly growing, and his arse was definitely getting tighter. His new high and tight haircut looked good against his craggy face, and removing the beard and moustache had taken 10 years off him. He grabbed his electric razor and shaved, remembering to run it around his head to preserve the effect of the haircut.
He padded naked through to his bedroom and opened up his wardrobe to decide what to wear today. The card he had been given the night before had an address on one side and the words “Cohiba Esplendidos” on the other side. The address was close to a local shopping centre, so he decided to drive there. He grabbed some clothes and started to put them on.
Chained to the wall for sexual use
At Brutal Tops, horny young Master Max discovers his completely naked sub chained to the wall like the lonely dog he is. The psychotic top barks orders at the runt to lick clean his shoes and then his bare feet as he beats him harshly with his belt.
The chavvy top rams a massive dildo into the sub’s mouth before pumping his arse hard with a mechanically driven dildo. This causes considerable pain and embarrassment to the sub, who is then ordered to drink the top’s piss and suck Max’s impressive dick.
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Brad is turned into a collared muscle slave
In hetero Brad’s new life of sexual subjugation, he’s not allowed to passively lie there getting his arse pounded. No, he’s now entered a life of total slavery. When they are not fucking him, they want him serving their every need while wearing nothing but a pair of tight white briefs and a bow tie. After a hard day of stretching straight man’s sphincters and making them scream, they kick back with some refreshments served by this muscular bonehead. Brad is such a thicko he’s slow to learn and must be directed with brute power. They have been trodding through piss and filth all day, and nothing will get their boots clean like this straight man’s tongue. Brad experiences absolute humiliation as he kneels naked before them, cleaning boots. Leashed at their feet, all it takes is a swift jerk from the chain attached to his collar to get him to obey. The stupid bastard is still slow to serve. He’s given a firm lashing with the flogger that makes his arse glow red. Next they make him suck our cocks and take a hard arse pounding. His big meaty rear is covered in sperm, which Adrian licks up to feed directly into the fucker’s mouth. Brad gags, feeling the cum sliding down his throat while his face burns with shame.
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Porn star Aleks Buldocek smokes a cigar
Just felt like gearing up and enjoying a big cigar pic.twitter.com/2aUavKrauh
— Aleks Buldocek (@ABuldocek) March 13, 2017
Collars and the men who are locked in them
The New Cadet – Chapter 2
By Chain Slave
I arrived in Columbia a couple of hours early so decided to go and have my hair cut. As usual the barber was a talkative person who worked as he spoke. Being new in town it soon came out in the conversation that I was assigned to the precinct there. Before long my head was shaved on the sides and back in a neat tight military style.
I arrived at the precinct on time for the afternoon shift change and was shown into the meeting where the day’s cases were to be discussed. All went smoothly as can be expected. I was introduced to the guys in the shift. Steve, the officer running the meeting, said he would be partnering me on the first few shifts to assess me. I was naturally nervous as I slid into the squad car. The officer climbed into the drive seat and as we took off he said, “My brother said he would be sending me a hot one.”
I felt myself turn red and glanced at him. I could see the similarities in two brothers. The shift went smoothly and we had about an hour to go when a call came through to attend to a house break. We arrived on the scene as most of the other police were leaving. We took a look around the scene and decided to leave as everyone had already gone. As I stepped on one of the floorboards I heard a hollow sound and stopped.