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Long Term Confinement – Part 03

By Scribe

Discipline Technologies recently opened a prison for clients and volunteers seeking incarceration for themselves or others (see our publication Long Term Confinement Part- 01). We quickly realized that we had facilities and personnel that were not being used to full advantage. Our warehouse had a large first floor and shipping facilities that were mostly unused. Our basement was full of prisoners that were sitting idle in their cells. We thought if we could productively employ these prisoners plus obtain additional slaves, we could achieve a win/win for our clients and our company.

We first contacted the clients who consigned inmates to us for safekeeping. We offered to waive the fee for confinement if we could use the prisoner as a slave. A few clients wanted to keep their victims chained in their cages. The majority, however, were happy to save the expense of confinement and let us use the prisoner as we saw fit. We then asked the volunteer prisoners if they wanted to continue to be locked in their cell or work as a slave in the warehouse upstairs. Tired of solitary confinement, most elected in get out of their cages. A few preferred to continue their incarceration.

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Newly updated male erotic fetish fiction by RotherhamMan

RotherhamMan has a number of published works at Archive of Our Own, including “Embracing His Love” with two newly added chapters. This story is about superheroes, muscle growth, abduction, and bondage, among other themes. Here’s some artwork that accompanies the story, which was sent to me by the author:

RotherhamMan

Click for Embracing His Love

(Note that this author’s work includes extreme themes, so proceed at your own discretion.)

You can also find him on X

And on Amazon under his alias, Mark R Cromwell

Long Term Confinement – Part 01

By Scribe

Discipline Technologies is proud to announce a new service now available to interested clients. We can provide long term imprisonment at a very reasonable cost. Our products to date have concentrated on providing a short term, very intense experience necessitating costly equipment, software and supervision. These services, while delivering a unique experience, tend to be quite expensive and are inappropriate for long term confinement over months or years. Our new service, on the other hand, offers simple, effective incarceration for long periods at a price almost anyone can afford. Do you have a slave you no longer want? Do you need to get revenge? Do you want to experience truly long term, uninterrupted confinement yourself? We can assist.

The company recently acquired an old warehouse near an abandoned rail line. The location is rural but is a reasonable drive from a city with airport, rail and bus connections. We maintain an office on the first floor of the warehouse and store some containers to make it look like we operate a shipping service. We provide local pick up from the station to the prison in order to keep our location hidden. New inmates are locked in a blackout box in our van while being transported. The prisoner is kept hooded and handcuffed from pick up until placement in the cell. This helps preserve the anonymity of our staff. Confinement is secret, no visitors or outside communication is allowed.

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AI-generated art

What do you guys think about the AI-generated images? I think they are really hot! I imagine that someday in the not-too-distant future, this technology will improve to the point that someday soon there will be a way for a guy like me to get dominated by AI-generated avatars in virtual reality or in Second Life.

Some of the creators include Albron Muscle and RupertRat

 

These pictures are from various Tumblr pages. No infringement is intended. Some of the creators above include Albron Muscle and RupertRat. There are many others. There are lots of these images on Tumblr and X (formerly Twitter)

Total Behavioral Solutions – Part 00

By Sang Freud

[Author’s note: this is a setup for a series of stories about long-term imprisonment and mind control of willing and unwilling men.]

Located about 50 miles outside of [redacted], the Total Behavioral Solutions campus is spacious, private, and secure enough to provide a range of specialized services for our wide range of clients. We are a team of doctors, psychologists, correctional specialists, and dedicated hobbyists devoted to the confinement and transformation of individuals who have failed to adjust to their appropriate role in life. Are you or a loved one struggling with willfulness or defiance? Does your organization have oppositional or narcissistic members sabotaging your success? Does someone simply need to be removed from society for everyone’s good? Let Total Behavioral Solutions help!

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Only a Boy Can Hope – Part 01

MaineRBRboy

I have been talking with a Master online for what has been at least six months. Our schedules finally allow us to have our first in person meeting. During the past six months of talking both online and by phone I have been following any orders he has instructed me to do. This would include chastity, sleeping with wrist and ankle cuffs on and various other tasks as he saw fit.

The time was getting closer for me to travel to him and I was getting excited to finally meet the Master I have been wanting for quite some time. I have been locked in chastity for almost a month at this time and have not had any release. I got an email from Sir the day before I was to leave with a detailed list of things to bring with me. This was to include my rubber and electro gear to name some. I was so excited to spend with week with my Sir.

That night I did not sleep at all, my cock was rock hard in its cage. That morning I had a small breakfast and Sir instructed me to wear my skinny jeans and 14 eye boots for the drive to his house. I was also instructed to be wearing a jock. For the last six months Sir only had me wearing jocks as underwear. My heart was racing as I packed my truck for the drive. All ready to go I locked my house and started the several hour drive to Sir’s house.

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The New Academy – Part 01

By Rubrpig

This is a work of fiction loosely based on a fabled facility, The Academy.

The author writes chained into a chair, wearing Wesco’s, 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.

Gary unlocked the door of his condo and walked in.  After several long days at the office trying to salvage a deal and finally getting the deal done and closed.  He dropped his bag by the door and walked into the kitchen and grabbed a cold beer.  Heading to the living room, he collapsed on the couch and relaxed for the first time in days.  He grabbed his laptop from the coffee table and opened it up.  He logged into and opened Chrome and went to one of his favourite sites, MetalbondNYC.com.  He scrolled through the page and started to get aroused by the photos and couple of new stories that had been posted since he last visited the site a few days ago.  Then an article really grabbed his attention.

The article was about a new business that was just getting ready to open.  The article showed images of the facility and the men who would be working there.  The article went on to describe the facility as a recreation of the legendary Academy.  This new facility was designed to provide a wide range of bondage and discipline experiences from simple jail experiences to heavy and extreme bondage and discipline experiences.  This article really got to Gary as he had become a fan of the Academy and it had been one of his biggest regrets that when he could finally afford to go, the Academy had closed and the equipment and the men who had staffed it had disbanded.

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Captain Jack and the Race to Redula – Chapter 11: Kappa Redulans

By POW

Start at Chapter 1 by clicking here

There came a day when the routine changed.  By Sam’s count they were at nineteen strokes per minute when the first hint came wafting through the oarlocks: the smell of gunsmoke.  This was different but not different enough to merit Sam’s attention and so he remained focused on his rowing, pushing and pulling the long wooden handle back and forth.  But then there came voices: loud, shouting voices bellowing words Sam could not make out.  Louder they grew, and then other voices joined in, fainter and  more distant.  Fuck!  The Royal Navy had caught up with them, despite all their efforts to keep ahead!  Sam leaned into the oar even harder but after only a dozen strokes a great blow struck the side of the ship and suddenly there was no weight in Sam’s arms.

He stared dumbfounded at the stump of oar for long seconds before realizing what had happened: something, probably a cannonball, had blasted off the other end, leaving just the splintered wreckage in his hand.  Sam turned to his oarmate – whose name he still did not know after all this time – to see if he had any idea what to do, but the man was slumped over in his seat, leaning against the outer wall which, Sam suddenly noticed, had also taken some of the impact.  Cracks and fissures appeared where there had been none before.

Cracks and fissures in an ocean-going vessel’s hull were not good.  Not good at all.

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