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Tier Four – Part 3

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BoundLongAndHard speedosSeth did as he was told. He liked doing what he was told, even though his cock didn’t seem to need any help getting or staying hard. The ED cocktail was chalky with a faint taste of cherry. Seth wondered how long it would take before he felt anything. He didn’t have to wait long. Before the 3 minutes were up, he felt as though his cock was being forced to get even harder. He had never felt anything like this. He had lost all control over his cock. He liked having no control. He proceeded to B-3 and had to walk outside in the hall from B-2 to get there. His clothes had already been put in locker. Creighton told him he wouldn’t seem them again until the assignment was over. Thus, he had to walk through the hall from B-2 to B-3 nude and extra hard. Seth actually looked forward to this.

He entered the now familiar pressurized room and closed the pressure-sealed door. As soon as the seal engaged, audio instructions began. The disembodied voice told him to put the helmet on and be sure it fit snuggly and properly. Seth complied. He knew the drill. It announced that depressurization had already begun and would be concluded in 6 minutes. Same old, same old. It then announced he should move into the laser chamber. He would be asked to assume two positions, including the same position he had just shown Creighton and do so on the circular platform that had not been in the chamber during his prior visit. Also he wondered how the announcement – which must have been prerecorded – could have accounted for the pose he had assumed just 10 minutes ago. Nevertheless, he of course complied.

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James – Part 5

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By Thunder

That was Sunday night. It’s now Wednesday morning, and time has been flying by as we spent most of Monday working on my walking skills by taking a hike in the woods and around the property. To do this, he allowed me running shoes and has taught me to walk on the balls of my feet and the tops of my paws. I am much faster in this position, though I still have a lot of ground to cover to get really fast. As we would hike, he would occasionally talk to me and ask me questions about how now being a dog felt and how my mind was adjusting.

I was learning to talk better through the fitted human hood and enjoyed our talks more and more each day, even once when I was mounted on the fucking machine for hours after he said I provided an unsatisfactory fuck one day after a long walk. Tuesday was just like Monday, starting with my plugging and ending with a printed email from Alan talking about how excited he is and how the renovations on the house were going very smoothly. I had no idea what renovations he was talking about, but I smiled and hoped it was something fun because I could not wait till I saw him again to show him what I was learning for him.

At that point it hit me that I had not thought about work one single time since being hooded, and I barked at myself in a laughing tone over that because maybe I was becoming a new man, well, hybrid man.

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James – Part 4

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By Thunder

Based on a true story

“Todd, please make me Alan’s dog, I promise to be a good boy”

That is where we left off of my training story that was roughly nine years ago when I was 42 years old. Todd had just laid out ten truths for my life forward that made my mind ache but my dick hard inside its cage. I was terrified of these rules and what they would really mean for me, but deep down I knew I was getting what I asked for and I hoped that the oddness of this would pass fast so I’d have a sense of normalcy, even on fours. Todd could see this, I felt, so after we finished our talk he went to take a nap, leaving me hooded with just my head out of the cage for what felt like hours. I was never a very patient man, but I was learning that I didn’t have a lot of choice but to be a patient dog, so I sat even though I was not very happy.

It was dark outside when Todd returned with a fresh bowl of beer and some snacks. He let me out of the cage and took everything but the collar and chastity cage off of me and told me that he knew it had been a big day and that we were going to soon have dinner. He sent me on two legs to take a shower and told me when I finished I was to join him upstairs. It felt odd going into his space, a space I’ve never known while naked, but I adjusted and met him in the kitchen, where he was taking a pizza out of the oven.

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Buying Love – Part 1

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By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 gay bondage storiesBrett Wilson awoke with a groan. His shoulders were on fire. He slowly sat up on the couch, blinking his eyes awake. The lights were dim as he tugged his shirt open. He’d fallen asleep! He didn’t even remember coming home that day, it was all such a blur.

Well fuck… He got up from the couch, gently rolling his shoulders as he stumbled into the kitchen. One hand fished his phone out of his pocket, he was just going to order a pizza. 30 minute delivery time? Just enough for a nice evening jog. Brett pulled out of his suit, and changed into some shorts, and better shoes.

The cool night air felt good against Brett’s face as he jogged down another street. He felt better already! Being cramped in an office every day wasn’t easy for the 6’4” athletic 37 year old. He’d been active and on sports teams since he was able to walk, and he’d never been comfortable sitting still for very long. His athleticism kept him in very fine shape and physically healthy, but it also meant few could keep pace with him on a jog, in the pool, or on the field.

Perhaps that’s why he was still single? Brett huffed the thought away as he rounded the corner and started back toward his place. Nah, he thought. He was fine being single, but he was lonely. It certainly would be nice to have a buddy around. Or a dog. However his long hours away and frequent travel meant he couldn’t exactly care for a pet. Though… Now that he’d been working for a while in his promotion, maybe it was time to go to that store. The one downtown, at the edge of the waterfront district, the leather store that also sold human pets.

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True Life Part 1: First Visit

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By ty dehner

Flight to Meeting

The quest begins. It is shortly after midnight and i’m on a flight bound non-stop to Chicago. i have to question my sanity for flying to a strange city to meet a man i’ve only talked with on the phone and internet to see if i can release control of my life and even put me into helpless bondage.

i am nuts, but you know what, i am excited with the possibilities of what could be. i have spent the last 2 years trying to figure out who i am, and each adventure takes me closer. Is this the jackpot–who knows– but there are things going on here that i’ve not encountered before.

i am at a point in my life where i can move, change my life and submit myself to a structured loving life. Sir and i have many interests and i believe he has many dreams to see come true. i would be very excited to a part of those dreams, as well as help make them become a reality. And i have hope that he can show me how to make my dreams a reality and will want to see my success as much as his. For only when i am successful will i know how strong our bond is, for i know he will take me to levels i’ve never dreamed. Make me a man unlike any other. For me giving up control to him is truly my decision, and only mine. And i know he will know that. i will challenge him for that release. For i can only respect him when he respects me for what i can do for him and when i have reached who i am.

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Bro to Ho – Part 2

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Cutieboy90 gay bondage storiesI am not a sadist, a fact that might surprise many considering the extreme methods I employed and allowed with Shawn. For the past month, he’d been locked in an indestructible titanium chastity cage, and was adjusting an entirely new life in the frat house. He’d wake up at 4:30 on the dot, shower, groom, workout and stretch, and offer morning blowjobs. The inconsistent sleep he got was on the floor, or in a metal dog crate in the basement. Normally, he wasn’t allowed to speak or move without permission or specific orders. The frat house was brutally strict in that regard, and the only things that took precedence were Shawn’s classes and treatment-related appointments and therapy. Which meant that a great majority of the time, he was available for bitch duties.

While I do believe it was necessary to maintain his normal routines, I did not need to keep up the hellish conditions and protocols of the frat house. I enjoyed letting Shawn have a bit a of a break to recharge and recover. He slept in the bed with me, and he was allowed to speak and move as he wished. I kept him naked, collared, and shackled, but otherwise he was free. He’d wake up at 5:30 on the dot, shower, groom, workout and stretch, and offer a morning blowjob. I had him practice with dildos and butt plugs to keep himself limber for when the break ended. He was very polite, respectful, and quiet. I could tell he appreciated the affection he got from me. The week went by quickly. As the last day dawned, he showed a bit of a mood change.

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