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By straitjacketkwf2
“Jim, wake up,” I head David’s voice in the distance. Louder, “Come on, it’s time to get up.” I opened my eyes to a bright sunny morning with the light streaming through the basement window.
I was back in my house. I started to sit up but couldn’t. The straps across my body held me down on the vinyl mattress. I was in my Posey straitjacket, and Dave, my partner for six months now, was unlocking the cell door. He brought a water bottle with straw to my lips, and I drank the refreshing cold water.
Dave was dressed in tight 501s and a tee shirt. He said, “Don’t drink too fast now.”
He looked at me and I looked at him. With a knowing expression he said, “You had the dream again.”
“Yes,” I said between sips of water. “And you had a starring role.”
By straitjacketkwf2
Waking up from modern sedation is something that I will never get used to. I heard the voice in the blackness, “Wake up, Mr. Swift.” I felt someone shaking my shoulders and repeating, “Mr. Swift, you need to wake up.” From the blackness I opened my eyes and saw a figure leaning over me. I tried to sit up but was firmly held down.
“Mr. Swift,” the man above me spoke in an authoritative voice, “I will need your assistance in changing your diaper.”
Diaper! What was he talking about? Only then did I feel the dampness around my groin. I tried to sit up, but my arms were held tight against my chest. I could not move my arms. I raised my head and saw the white canvas that covered my arms and chest. “What is going on?” I asked. “And who are you? Where am I?” The questions streamed out as I regained my mind from the fog of the drug.
By ChastitySub
Part I
The Cop and the Dominator had met at the gym. They started working out together: the Cop liked the Dominator for pushing him harder in his lifting workouts. Sure, maybe he was a little attracted to the Dominator on some man-to-man level … but the Cop was a straight, tough cop, and didn’t go that way sexually.
The Cop would show up at the gym in his motorcycle uniform with his big, black, shiny boots creaking on the wooden floor as he walked through the gym as if he owned it — along with all those sweating under unforgiving machines. From time to time, he’d stop to flirt with a slender woman at the front desk, or look insistently in the direction of a girl working out.
The Cop clearly liked standing around the gym in his uniform before heading to the locker room, where he’d change into tight military-issue green shorts and a jockstrap. Sometimes he would wear a regular jockstrap, but other times a jock and cup. The cup would cause a huge bulge in his little green shorts, and the top of his jockstrap often poked teasingly over the shorts’ waistband. But clearly he could care less if the gays and drooling women kept looking at the suggesting bulge. The Cop had big strong legs, and a muscular butt round enough to stretch the fabric of his shorts into two perfect spheres. He exhibited smooth pecs that Dominator was convinced were shaved, although he never teased the Cop about it. The Cop’s pecs and nipples stood out in his tight white under armor shirt.
Dayton O’Connor gets zapped and fucked by nasty Officer Jeremy Stevens
Officer Stevens just found a masked burglar, Dayton O’Connor, breaking into someone’s home. After a long pursuit, the criminal has nowhere else to go. Officer Stevens throws Dayton in cuffs and investigates his belongings. Upon finding all of Dayton’s BDSM gear, Officer Stevens decides to teach this perp a lesson. He makes Dayton suck his cock before tying him up with his hands above his head. Dayton screams at the top of his lungs as Officer Stevens takes his time zapping the perp’s balls. After being worked over by the flogger, Dayton is tied up with his legs spread and his ass ready. Jeremy gives Dayton’s ass the fucking of a lifetime before spraying his cum all over the perp. Officer Stevens milks a load out of the kinky criminal before taking him downtown for booking.
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By Rubrpig
This is a work of fiction loosely based on a fabled facility, The Academy.
The author writes chained into a chair, wearing Wescos, a Carrara chastity belt, heavy leather posture collar and nipple clamps as required by his Master and Owner. It has been locked in the chastity belt for 3 years and has agreed to it being made permanent.
And it continues…
The control centre monitored Gary with the hidden camera in the padded cell. The entire facility was monitored from the central command so they could check on the men in custody and the staff controlling them. The control centre monitored all the men currently in various programs and levels of control and custody.
Gary slept on in the total silence of the room, unaware of being watched and under total control…
… and then an O-ring gag is strapped onto his surpised face!
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