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The New Academy – Part 02

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By Rubrpig

This is a work of fiction loosely based on a fabled facility, The Academy.

The author writes chained into a chair, wearing Wescos, a Carrara chastity belt, heavy leather posture collar and nipple clamps as required by his Master and Owner.  It has been locked in the chastity belt for 3 years and has agreed to it being made permanent.

 

And it continues…

The Director looked at the police officers and told them to keep Gary in the chair and suit for the next 10 hours and then what happened next was up to them. The two men nodded and smiled. The three of them turned and walked out of the room.  Gary stared through the lenses of his gas mask at the tight asses in the snug breeches and the tall shiny Dehners that the three men wore.

Gary sighed and smiled as he breathed in the piss of the men.  He was excited to learn what would be happening to him over the next 2 weeks.  His cock tried getting hard in the chastity belt, but he moaned in pain as his cock head pushed hard into the spikes in the end of the tube that encased his cock.  He moaned and then pissed, feeling the hot liquid run down his legs.  The hot piss mingled with the sweat that was building up in the suit and ran down his lower legs and into the feet of the suit.  He closed his eyes and drifted off.

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The cruel workshop has finally gone silent. Even bound at the wrists and ankles, DJ knows this is his best chance for escape. He worms his way to the exit and straight into his tormentor, Wolf Hudson. Wolf doesn’t take kindly to such brazen, insubordinate acts. He drags the worm back to the center of the cold floor and fucks DJ’s face, kind enough to give him a 69 in the process. Turning from pleasure to pain, Wolf strings DJ from the ceiling and flogs him relentlessly. He takes DJ to the far side of the workshop for a more demanding suspension. Hanging flat from pipes overhead, DJ serves his master’s cock as he takes electric stings all over his sensitive feet and meaty ass. Wolf tests DJ again with the flogger, giving DJ a hurricane of lashes from the merciless leather. As a gift for DJ’s compliance and etiquette, Wolf places DJ on his knees and pounds his eager asshole. DJ moans in gratitude for his master’s cock as Wolf pulls out to let a thick load loose all over DJ’s face. Wolf milks the cum from DJ’s balls before flogging him into the night…

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A Game of Chance – Part 07

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By Robmacz

Chris did as he was told and he felt the cuffs snap round his wrists as he had so often before. But this time it was different. This time it was real. This time there was no safe word that would grant him instant release. He was now a prisoner, there was no escape.  He wasn’t a gentleman who was paying for his pleasures, among people he knew, people who were ready to play his game.  He was a convict, and nothing but a convict.  The young officer’s eyes were brown, with curious little gold flecks, and the look in his eyes said ‘There’s nothing special about you, boy.’

The officer led Chris through the door and into a waiting room, though this was no airport departure lounge or even a hospital waiting room. The benches were steel and they were bolted to the floor. The officer patted Chris down, checking his pockets, but there was only his wallet and phone, which the officer left.

‘Sit’ the officer said, pointing to a bench and producing a pair of legcuffs. He secured one round Chris’s leg and another to the steel bench. He left without another word and Chris sat in the room alone.

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Metal Frame – Part 02

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By X363430

Writer’s note: It will be writing this as much as possible over the next 10 days or so, as it will be going into a household as a slave. From there, it will be totally up to Sir as to if this gets added to or not. Please feel free to add ideas in the comments. Thank you for your interest.

It was a very long night, between getting used to my mouth constantly drooling and the ache in my balls and the huge plug in my ass. That all was beginning to be nothing compared to not being able to move an inch due to the way that I was bolted and welded in. Well, I thought it was bad…little did I know that it was going to get worse.

The next morning, Master walks in to check on me with the slave. The slave touches a button and the frame tilts back so that my head is pointing at a 45-degree angle. The slave then pours in some water and some Boost protein drink.

“Hope you like your breakfast, because all you are getting is going to be liquid for a while,” says Master. “Slave, there is a car coming, that should be the good doctor, bring him here when he arrives!”

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