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The WORC Program – Part 25

By Joshua Ryan

The month or so before I was supposed to graduate, the tension was building. I was studying for final exams and also getting letters from colleges saying I was either in or out. I dealt with that stuff kind of in the background. Mainly I went around lookin at all the things in my life like, pretty soon, I’m never gonna see you again. My friends, my school, the house where I grew up — they were like, in the past already. My dad and my brother had been like that for quite a while, and they seemed to feel the same about me. I mean, they had this look like, “Are you still around?” I guess we were never a real close family.

I’d been dreading all these things that happen at the end of high school — like, proms and yearbooks and graduation ceremonies and so forth — but they were in the past too. I just did them. Although I didn’t go to the prom — none of the guys asked me! LOL! But I did put on the robes and march in the graduation ceremony. Of course I was thinking, these people think that WORKIES look like clowns!

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Hugh Hunter is bound, shocked and fucked by Trenton Ducati

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At Bound Gods. Vertically strapped to a grid of chains, a blindfolded and muzzled Hugh Hunter awaits his leather master, Trenton Ducati. Trenton finally emerges from the shadows with a flogger draped over his ripped body. Trenton bites down on Hugh’s submissive ass and reminds Hugh, “You’re my property today.” Trenton starts flogging Hugh’s ass and torso. The relentless flogging gives Hugh a hard-on, so Trenton pulls out Hugh’s cock and has it taste a twirling flogger on its throbbing head. Promising a surprise for his plaything, Trenton pulls out a violet wand and edges Hugh while the wand sparks over Hugh’s balls, chest and tongue.

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Hugh finds himself in a rope harness with his hands tied behind his back. Trenton manhandles his property’s chest and gets another taste of its cock before bringing out the crop. After warming Hugh’s nipples, cock and ass with the crop, Trenton shoves Hugh down for a rough blow job. Hugh gasps for air as Trenton assembles a clothespin zipper from torso to thigh. Trenton fixes the ends of the zipper to the ground and yanks Hugh into the air. Hugh screams for mercy as the clothespin rip away from his tender flesh and Trenton crops away to the sounds of his screams. Trenton has his hunk of meat bound and bent over between two posts as Trenton’s fat cock enters his tight hole. Hugh’s fucked relentlessly until his master busts all his cum and smears it all over Hugh’s face.

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‘The Most Violent Orgasm in Bound Gods History’

Spencer Reed gives Jessie Colter the “most violent orgasm in Bound Gods history”

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Jessie Colter is tied up and blindfolded in a prison cell. Officer Spencer Reed comes in to tell the inmate that he will be set free tomorrow. Spencer wants to play with Jessie for the longest time, and tonight is his only chance. Spencer gropes the helpless captive with massive gloved hands and makes him suck his fat cock. Spencer likes it rough, so he beats Jessie down. Jessie endures the flogger, electricity in his cock and ass. Jessie screams like an animal and violently cums with the electric butt-plug up his ass. Spencer fucks the hell out of the exhausted prisoner and gives him a warning not come back to this prison.

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You Wanted This

By Locked22

“You wanted this, slave.”

The voice spoke confidently through a speaker overhead as Derek stared at the collar.

This wasn’t just any collar. “It must weigh ten pounds” he thought, as he lifted the massive metal object off the floor of the cell he found himself in. It was a beautiful piece of ironwork, with an integrated locking mechanism that removed any need for a bulky padlock. A length of heavy chain stretched from an anchor on the wall to the collar – long enough to allow a wearer to sit or stand, but not long enough for the wearer to get close to the door of the cell.

He knew that if he closed it around his neck, there was no going back.

Not that there was much chance of that as it was. He was naked, save for the chastity cage that had been a constant companion over the preceding month, and alone in the small cell. He didn’t know where he was, or even who he was about to put himself in the custody of.

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Kyle Kash is at the mercy of the creepy handyman

At Bound Gods. Kyle Kash sits at the bar, waiting for the stud he met on the internet, username “HandyMan69.” HandyMan69 arrives, turning out to be creepy handyman Trenton Ducati.

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Kyle takes on a stuck-up attitude and tries to call off the date. Insulted, Trenton decides to teach Kyle some respect for the working man’s cock. Kyle is abducted from behind and finds himself mummified in tight bondage, leaving the snobby stud vulnerable to Trenton’s crop. Helpless, Kyle can only squirm as Trenton makes him worship sweaty feet and hard dick. The creepy handyman then binds his captive to the bar for ball torment and an unrelenting flogging. Trenton delivers a hard fuck as Kyle is suspended in mid-air before finishing him off with a face full of cum.

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The WORC Program – Part 20

By Joshua Ryan

Spring went on. Out in the fields, it was beans, then onions, then back to beans, then three weeks digging a ditch to drain water off the level, featureless land. If you looked around, you’d believe the earth was flat after all. When I woke up in the night, I saw the long barred window at the top of the barn, and the cold stars shining behind it. Ace and Mack were rutting in the bunk ten feet away from me, but I didn’t notice it anymore. I didn’t even hear it.

Things did happen from time to time. Dax broke his arm on some machine in the canning factory and had to be taken to the vet. Who put him back in the coffle where he could keep whacking weeds, only with his other arm. One time it rained for six days and we couldn’t work, so there were a lotta fights. Even Ace got in a fight with a workie that made a joke about him. I can’t remember the joke, but I know the guy will never want to fight him again.

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The Cask of Amontillado

By Edgar Allan Poe

The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled — but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.

It must be understood that neither by word nor deed had I given Fortunato cause to doubt my good will. I continued, as was my wont, to smile in his face, and he did not perceive that my smile now was at the thought of his immolation.

He had a weak point — this Fortunato — although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared. He prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. Few Italians have the true virtuoso spirit. For the most part their enthusiasm is adopted to suit the time and opportunity, to practise imposture upon the British and Austrian millionaires. In painting and gemmary, Fortunato, like his countrymen, was a quack, but in the matter of old wines he was sincere. In this respect I did not differ from him materially; —I was skillful in the Italian vintages myself, and bought largely whenever I could.

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Bondage in 2020 Cell Without Bars – Part 04

By felon

The Noose Tightens Further – Paranoia Has Set In…

Many thanks for all the comments from kinky readers.

I am still open to meet men of all ages and sizes for prison sessions.

So I was told to make sure I was available Wednesday from 10 am to 8 pm.

I have had very little conversation with this man — more by e mail than in person. He is imposing, a large, mature top — probably ex-military, and in some kind of parole or prison occupation. He is also very up to date in technology and lets technology do much of his work.

I still have the device locked on my ankle, so he knows every move I make. I still try to carry on a normal life-work, which is permitted, and then come directly home unless I have a need to shop, do laundry etc., by request, most of which is granted. He is keeping a tally of infractions, and as he stated punishment sessions will be this week.

So as I leave work I get a message on my cell phone: “Changes of plans – make yourself available Wednesday, Thursday and Friday – NO EXCUSES! Check your calendar for more information.”

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