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Captured and Kidnapped for Good

By unknown

I struggled against the straitjacket but it felt like my struggles just made it tighter. The rubber was unforgiving, I could strain against it all I liked but it just pulled me back into my helpless position. I tried to yell for help, surely someone would hear me and come to my aid but the formidable gag that had been strapped onto me would not allow much sound to escape from my throat. All I could do was wait and think about how stupid I had been to have placed myself in this situation.

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Tim the Bondage Slave – Part 3

By Mister-X / Spartan

The boy who had answered the door, who was dressed in rubber, started bringing out the food.  He was the one who had strapped them all to their chairs.  Tim figured he was Mr. Johnson’s trusted assistant.  The rubber guy set the bottle of Tim’s piss in front of Tim as his drink.  The other six also had similar bottles set in front of them.

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I Was Naive – Part 3

By slavesuit

You are probably wondering what happened to me.  Rest assured I’m horny.  Actually horny does not even begin to describe how I feel right now.  As we speak, I’m wearing what Sir has described to be my “uniform” for around the house.  He really is a cruel son of a bitch.  Oddly, I’ve truly begun to fall in love with him.  Not that I really had any choice in the matter.

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Tim the Bondage Slave – Part 2

By Mister-X / Spartan

Tim was riding in the van for at least a half hour.  When the van finally arrived at its destination, the driver spoke into a speaker mounted at a gate, there was a pause for the gate to open, and the van continued its drive for a short distance further.  When they stopped, the three guys opened the back of the van, released Tim from the van, and helped him out.

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Tim the Bondage Slave – Part 1

By Mister-X / Spartan

“I know what we should do.  I’ll put in my large butt plug.  You put me into my leather straitjacket, put my leather pants on, and strap on my leather hood with nose and mouth holes.  Wrap my arms behind my back, connected at the front, so that my tits will stand out.  Unsnap the coverings over my tits, put on my tit clamps, pulling the connecting chain up to attach to the ring at the front of the straitjacket and snap the straitjacket coverings back over my nips.

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The Rules – Part 1

By Miles Pierce

He awoke with a jerk, his head snapping up and filled with the scent of leather and the taste of latex. Confused, he felt himself slung forward, an ache in his shoulders, his muscles stretched and tired. The world around him was total blackness. He realized his arms were suspended and holding up his body, knees slightly buckled. Struggling through consciousness, he found his balance despite his inability to move his legs or arms much, instinctively pulling himself upright, finding footing on a cold stone floor.

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