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Echo Grove – Part 06

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By Stormbound

gay bondage stories by StormboundHe must have seen the confusion in my eyes as he asked, “Wondering where Brad is?”

I nodded my head in reply, my numbed voice useless even if I had been allowed to use it. After all the plan had been to let me out of the suit this morning and switch places back with Josh. The bald orderly sneered before replying “Well he’s busy right now, one of the other patients had an episode this morning and Brad had to help restrain and clean him, so you’re stuck with good old Pete this morning.”

I felt some relief that Brad hadn’t abandoned me as Pete led me out of the room into the hallway where there was a strange looking wheelchair waiting. He told me to sit down in it. Once I was seated, he proceeded to secure me into the chair with straps across my chest, lap, and holding my arms and legs in place. As I was pushed down the corridor and then out of the restricted wing, I realized I would have to endure this harsh uniform and pretend to be Josh just a little longer than planned.

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The rope bondage mastery of Sir Malice

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In this video, Jamal Phoenix lets Sir Malice take the lead as he is bound. Having never been suspended, Jamal’s anticipation and slight sense of fear are palpable. You never know how the world will feel when you release control. Every tie, every knot, every wrapping of the rope pushes Jamal deeper into submission. Sir Malice expertly weaves a web that supports and Jamal in a nest of security. As the pressure peaks, Jamal’s body starts to lift off the ground. Weight becomes weightless, and pain gives way to pleasure.

The rope bondage mastery of Sir Malice

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Title: First Suspension

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Sir Malice and His property

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In this video available at Frock The World, Sir Malice is laced and booted to perfection. His dominant demeanor is undeniable. His property is properly geared up in a leather facemask, a harness and not much more. The first crack of skin is heard when Sir Malice warms up his sub’s ass cheeks with a spanking. That gives way to floggers and then the single thread of a red whip. Limits are pushed and stretched when Sir Malice’s sub is walked into a metal cage for more pleasurable punishment from.

Sir Malice and His property

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Cock-Caged at Military School – Part 05

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By AlphaMetal

Trey was back in his room after a long day of class. It was time to change into gym clothes for his afternoon workout.

Trey sat on his bunk and unlaced the military boots he wore during the day. It felt good to slip off one boot, and then the other, and take a moment to sit on the edge of the bunk in his socks. He liked wearing the boots — they made him feel tough, like he could walk over anything, and he liked the way they gripped the ground, firmly anchoring his body so he could make full use of the strength if he needed to. And, to be honest, he thought the boots looked hot; sometimes he would look down at his own boots during the day and feel… sexy. In fact, before they locked the cage on his cock, sometimes he would drop his pants when he got back to his room and jack off looking down at the boots on his own feet. But while he liked the boots, they were also warm and heavy and made his feet sweat, and so it felt good to take them off and relax for a moment.

But it was time for the gym, so Trey pulled off his thick socks and the rest of his uniform. He walked naked across the room and grabbed his PT clothes from an open shelf, but he paused before putting them on. Standing naked reminded him of yesterday’s procedure in the medical room, and instead of getting dressed he sat down on his bunk and allowed himself to think about what happened.

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Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 20

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By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 20: Opportunities for Success in Uniformed Service

I’m leaving out a lot of stuff about the “guests.”  The kids that trip you in the hall.  The people that open their doors and see you and squirm and slither away as far as they can get, hoping not to catch your disease.  The old gentlemen who like to tell you jokes.  “Hey boy—how many slappies does it take to screw in a lightbulb?  Don’t know?  Well, what DO you know?  Ha ha ha ha ha!  I heard that one on the tour today.”  The young ladies who check in for their bachelorette party, four to a room, and totter off to shop for their bridesmaids’ dresses, leaving their puke on the couch.  The boyfriends muscling them past the ugly slappies that would otherwise want to rape them.  The annual guests who’ve learned that if Housekeeping turns up at an inconvenient time they can always say “Corner,” and the slap will have to find the nearest one and stand there facing it until the guests are ready to leave their room.

It was good that during those first days I had Dave to keep me standing at attention with my hands behind my back, anytime there might be trouble.  And to teach me a lot more things than how to change a hotel bed.  He went way beyond what hotel management calls Guest Relations.

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