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Double Trouble – Part 05

By Peter B. and Art Intelli

Chapter Five: Trial by Sun

The Texas sun showed no mercy.

By midmorning, Peter’s shirt was soaked through and caked with the red grit of the land. Iron chains clinked and dragged with every labored step — the ankle shackles heavy, the transport belt tight around his waist, locking his collar and wrists in a web of rusted links.

The twins had not spoken much since dawn. They simply watched. One from horseback, the other from the shade of a fencepost, arms crossed, aviators hiding any flicker of expression.

Peter dug.

The hole was pointless — not for a post, not for irrigation — just a pit in the earth, three feet wide, three feet deep, then deeper still. Blisters tore open across his palms. His shoulders screamed. The collar bit deeper into his neck every time he bent forward.

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Discipline Technologies Home Monitoring System

By Scribe

My name is Jason. I live in a small town without a leather or kink community. However, I am strongly attracted to bdsm, spending many hours on Serious Male Bondage, Recon, Fet Life and other kinkster sites. I recently came across ads for Discipline Technologies. I really wanted to experience bondage and total control in one of their prisons. However, I am not retired or independently wealthy. I have to work a job with limited vacation benefits. That’s why I really got excited when I saw an ad for a home bondage and control system offered by Discipline Technologies. For a monthly fee, covering equipment and monitoring, they promised rigorous control and discipline in the discomfort of my own home. All I needed was a laptop, cell phone and high-speed internet connection. I would be allowed to go to work but otherwise would be constantly supervised. I would be subject to bondage, painful discipline, and chastity.

This sounded exactly what I wanted. I sent an application and received a contract. I gave them a credit card number for the deposit and first months rent and monitoring. I told DT that I could start immediately.

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It started with Mitts –Part 10

By bondagegimp

In the office

How many days have passed since the party? 4? 5? It’s not easy to keep track when you spend a lot of time in masks or cells that don’t let in daylight. I wonder if Bob is doing this on purpose? Does he want me to lose control, to lose track of the days?

Today I’m allowed to see something again, although not completely freely. I’m wearing a rubber mask that, instead of proper eye openings, has several small holes in front of my eyes, a bit as if someone had randomly punched about 10 holes in front of each eye. Daylight comes in, which is pleasant. And I can see something, which is also an improvement compared to some of the last few days. But it’s difficult to focus. Sometimes my eye looks through one hole, then the other. It’s usually easier to close one eye and look through one hole with just one eye. But that’s tiring, and only a small section, a small tunnel. Somehow oppressive. So I look with both eyes, without focusing.

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