This past Friday, I visited a friend in Annapolis, Maryland. After grabbing some lunch, I set off to visit another friend in North Beach. He wasn’t arriving home from work for about an hour longer than the drive was going to take. I decided to pull over in a shopping plaza parking lot and open up the apps to see if there was anything interesting nearby. I threw out a couple of “woofs” after checking out some profiles. I don’t mind picless profiles. Sometimes you find some gems that don’t post pix for one reason or another. The wording in one particular profile caught my attention. Under the What I Do tab was the sentence, “I babysit society.”
My opening message was “I’m guessing you are fluent with handcuffs.” He responded with yes. I then asked if he wanted to lock up me and get serviced. He responded by saying he is a sub pig bottom. I came back with, “Can I lock you up and give you a load then?” I told him I had my own cuffs, but would prefer to take his off his belt off his body to lock him up. He said he didn’t keep his gear there. He stated that he liked boots and man scent. I told him I had boots with me and could use the underwear I had on all day yesterday to give him some scent. I also hadn’t showered.
Continue reading Copdar – Reluctant Retired Deputy
This past weekend, I found myself near to where the Daddy Bear Cop lived. I had contacted him a few weeks ago to see if he was going to be in town and he told me he had plans to not be. I woke up and prepared to vacate my hotel and decided to check in with him just in case things had changed. He responded by saying he was in town and was at work. I texted back, “Let’s meet up. Cuff me and jail tour?” His response was an address and a question about how long it would take for me to get there. GPS told me it would be about 30 minutes. I offered to buy him lunch. He told me to come on by and park in the court parking lot across the street.
I got in my truck and followed the directions. Daddy Bear Cop told me to let him know when I was downstairs. I saw the police department on the right side of the street and parking lots on the left. The first one was gated and the second had signs all over designating the spots for specific court employees. I parked and texted to make sure that was where I should be and he told me it was. He asked if I was there and told me he was going to walk down. I made my way across the street and entered the police department lobby.
Continue reading Copdar – Daddy Bear Cop: Part 2
I sit there, no sounds except my breath in the gas mask and the squeaking of the rubber suit. I can feel my sweat running down my skin and pooling inside it. My arms are cramping painfully and my damn cock is still erect in front of me. I move my head blindly, trying to work out what is happening. When Bob speaks, he is so close to me that I jump and I can hear my breathing become more rapid.
“Less than 8 hours in and you’ve got to do 2 extra days already. Reckon you’ll be missing work on Monday.” I feel his gloved hand on my cock, which twitches with arousal. “And the way this cock is standing here, I reckon you’ll lose another day soon. Unless we do something about it.” Bob pauses. “Would you like me to do that, slave? Would you like me to do something to slow you down? It will cost you another three hours.” I pause and think. Three extra hours or the risk of another day. I nod eagerly. “Good slave. Stand up.”
I struggle to my feet, my arms still trapped behind me. I feel Bob’s hands around my balls and he pulls them as far away from my body as he can. I whimper into the gag, as I feel other hands secure a thick rubber strap around them, stretching them down and away from my body. I then feel another rubber strap secured tightly around the root of my cock. “There, slave, that should stop you from cumming quite so easily.” As Bob speaks, he gently slaps my cockhead, making my cock wave in front of me. I know he’s right, but the straps will also ensure my cock remains erect.
Continue reading The Bet – Chapter 03
By ty dehner
You going to be home tonight? Was the text that came from Jonas.
I replied in the affirmative that would I be home. After a few moments he replied asking if I trusted him. I responded back that I did. There were a few moments, then a longer text.
So, I want to come over, but I want to see where you are in trusting me. At six o’clock I want you to leave your front door unlocked. Go to your bedroom, strip down until you are naked. Take your blind fold and put it on. Kneel in your bedroom, back to the door and handcuff your hands behind your back. Leave the key for the cuffs under the welcome mat.
That message really surprised me as we hadn’t done any bondage since we met. My dick grew a bit in my pants and before I thought too much about it, I agreed.
He responded with one last text. Good boy. I will be there after you have prepared, of course, you won’t know exactly when. That struck me, yes, I wouldn’t know when he was there until he came in my bedroom.
Continue reading Jonas – Part 1
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