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Debtors prison

Joseph Mathews is learning the hard way not to get into debt with a man who likes to torture captive men. With his lanky, athletic body and his long, thick hair framing a handsome face, Joseph is the perfect fantasy man for a rich client who is paying a much larger fee than Joseph’s debt. But Joseph doesn’t know that. All he knows is he must suffer hours of non-stop torture or come up with cash he does not have. He is gagged and naked, bound standing, with chains at his wrists and ankles. He’s whipped with a flogger, turning his lean, hairless torso bright red as he moans through a ball-gag. Then he’s lifted by his chains and left dangling in mid-air for hours, his shoulders and arms in total agony.

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Title: JOSEPH MATHEWS: Anonymous Top – Chapter 3

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JOSEPH MATHEWS: Anonymous Top – Chapter 3

Another Weekend – Part 2

By slavebladeboi

I swayed a bit in my chains. It was dark, as Boss had turned off the lights when he left and I was somewhat out of it at that point. I was, however, slowly realising that I was standing on my feet as well, and not just my toes. I hadn’t noticed Boss releasing the ratchet a couple of inches, which he must have done whilst rubbing life back into my shoulders.

The plug was still pumped up hard inside me, and the slight swaying gave me that horny gut sensation when it touched my prostate. Some comfort then. The wrist restraints were a decent pair, and my hands were never in danger of getting numb, I could probably stay in that position for hours and simply just get tired arms. But it never came to that. He’d regroup and come back fighting!

And suddenly there he was. Can’t have been more than ten or so minutes when the door flew open and he slammed it behind him. Always a sign that he’d got his energy back. Great. Wish I had. He undid my gag and held up a bottle of water.

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