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It’s Not Over Till I Say So – Part 02
By slavebladeboi
“FUCK YOU!”
“Probably” I said looking at his angry face.
“Just Fuck!”
I continued to look at him, red faced and pacing the room.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Greg thumped the table with a tight fist, sat down and then slumped forward with his head in his hands.
“I was thinking of the weeks living with you whining and pleading about wanting a no safe word scene.”
“I could have died in that bloody cellar. You….”
“Oh stop being so dramatic Greg. Of course you couldn’t have died in there. I spent over 9 hours watching you bitch and moan. Do you really think I didn’t know what was happening to you?”
“You’re a bloody sadist”
Punishment Cell at the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp – Part 04
By Jockboy
“You have only one purpose in life, you shithead pussyboy: following orders.”
“Your muscles and ego count for nothing here, Mr. D1 Quarterback. So turn your brain and ego off and learn to obey.”
“Your instant compliance to all orders is expected and required.”
“You will be punished and degraded until you get it through your puny little jockboy brain that you’re not a man and exist only to serve real men.”
“That’s what the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp is all about. Permanent behaviour modification through pain compliance and humiliation.”
“We erase your ego and manhood and turn you into the bootlicking cocksucker you were meant to be. Understood, shithead?”
Continue reading Punishment Cell at the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp – Part 04
ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 10
NOTE: This is a new chapter of a long-running story by Nitro. To start at the very beginning, click here.
By Nitro
Jake woke up in the middle of the night and had a raging hardon. He looked over to the side of the bed and saw the most beautiful image ever — his property was safely stored away in his sleepsack and snoring peacefully. Looking at the clock it was about 4AM and he knew he was going to get a few more hours. Not wanting to go all the way downstairs to piss, he grabbed the jug he had stashed beside the bed and pissed into it. What Ian didn’t know yet was that Jake wasn’t planning on wasting any piss this weekend. His boy was going to learn his role properly, the hard way. Jake laid back in bed and started sniffing his own musky pits while he was stroking his hardon. Fuck, his own smell was like poppers for him and it just made his dick harder. Reaching into the top drawer of his night stand he grabbed a pair of heavy tit clamps and laid them on his chest while he kept sniffing his pits and stroking his dick.
Yeah this NEEDED to be taken care of for him to get back to sleep. He was tugging at his meaty nipples and when they were painfully perky he attached the strong clamps and took a deep inhale of breath. Jake started playing back the images in his brain of his boy downstairs sweating on the table earlier and a bead of precum leaked from his cock.
The Story of Dax – Chapter 07
By TheBadOne
Hooded, with my arms shackled behind my back and a short chain hobbling my steps, it’s difficult for me not to stumble as I’m pulled behind Prince through the dungeon. His stride indicates that he is not worried about my ability to keep up, though, and I somehow manage to, though I bump into a few walls and at least one person- Omni, based on the stream of humiliating words barked at me after- before we stop.
I feel a pair of hands go for each of my legs- strapping on kneepads- thick, heavily padded ones, suggesting what’s to come. After they are securely strapped on, whoever attached them to me kick the back of my knees in synchrony- knocking me down and onto the floor, where other than the shock of the fall I suffer no damage.
The large gag is yanked out of my mouth, and I grunt in relief, taking in a few deep breaths and swallowing in some of the overflow of saliva.
“My name is Prince,” he says imperiously. “You may address me as ‘My Lord’ or ‘Your Highness.’