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Captain Jack and the Race to Redula – Chapter 08: All Too Real

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By POW

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Sam rolled his eyes.  You have got to be kidding me.

Captain Jack’s voice sounded exactly like the voice of the guard he had replaced… which meant he sounded like all the guards.  “Too corny?” he asked.  “Yeah, I agree.  A pirate might don an ensemble like this at a ball, perhaps, if he wanted to catch the eye of some starry-eyed sailor on shore leave, dazzle him, seduce him and abuse him and rob him blind and ditch him the next morning.  But it’s completely impractical for everyday use.  How can a man swing a lash accurately with all this flooshy fabric getting in the way?”

The figure vanished and then rematerialized, this time wearing only the leather under-suit.  It looked very much like the uniform of the interrogators: flat, smooth, practical, studded with pockets and straps and loops for carrying a variety of equipment.  The fancy green boots were now plain black leather.   These were the clothes of a security agent or a soldier or an assassin.  Without the billowing bustles Sam could clearly see the physique underneath, and it was a fine one.  Despite his situation, he couldn’t help but stare.  Solid, well-defined muscles; broad shoulders tapering to a V at the waist; arms and legs sturdy and strong without being overdeveloped.  This guy’s body was so well-suited to Sam’s taste that it seemed to have been custom-designed to his precise specifica… right, of course.  Now that he thought about it, that was probably exactly the case.  If this was the avatar of the AI that controlled the simspace, Sam had spent the last four days feeding it information on what kind of men appealed to him… information that was now being put to use against him.

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Captain Jack and the Race to Redula – Chapter 05: Interrogation

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By POW

 

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Unical date: 3752.563.24 (that same evening)

Sleep?  As in, spend the night like this?  Chained up on the floor?  It didn’t seem possible.  And yet, for the sake of the scene, he would try.  He’d gotten himself into these additional restraints by his own actions; he would just have to suffer the consequences.  Damn… shaking things up after an afternoon of monotony was one thing, but now that he’d done it, he wanted to undo and go back to the monotony again!

Minutes crawled by, one by one.  The screams of the distant victim, either the same one or a new unfortunate bastard, continued to make themselves heard every so often through the door, grating on his psyche.  The room was pitch black, not that there would have been anything to see anyway.  Just concrete.  Sam squirmed around, trying to find a comfortable position and once again wondering why he had chosen to do this to himself.  He tried to eroticize the bondage and that worked for a bit.  He felt his cock grow hard between his belly and the floor and (gently!) ground it into the concrete.  It helped.  He convinced himself that he would be able to endure.  It would be an ordeal, but he would master it.

There were basically three positions available for his head: left cheek down, right cheek down, or chin down.  Chin down was the position his body wanted to be in since that oriented his head in its usual forward-facing way.  But the floor forced him to bend his neck painfully backward and so he couldn’t sustain that position for long.  That left him alternating between cheeks, switching it up every few minutes each time the crick in his neck began to complain.

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Derek da Silva torments Cullen Cable with bondage and pain play

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Pup Cullen Cable knows what’s coming. The clothespins are pinching all over his naked body, and Master Derek da Silva is going to tear them from his flesh at any moment. The wait is so bad, the anticipation of the pain is driving him crazy, and then Master smears icy hot cream all over his tender, swollen ball sack!

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A Game of Chance – Part 06

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Shortly after leaving Tom at the Penitentiary, Chris had driven 10 or 15 miles down the road, where he found a post office sitting forlornly on the main street of a tiny rural town.  He jumped out and put the envelope containing the four choices and addressed to Tom at the prison into the box by the car park.  Chris breathed a sigh. There was no way back from this now. His fate was in the hands of Tom. In eight months time he would either be a free man or he would be walking through the gates of the prison he had just left. However much he thought about it, he didn’t know which option Tom would choose. He didn’t think he would choose option A, unless of course he had hooked up with someone inside. But any of the other three options was possible.

Chris had already decided that while he waited to find out his fate he would try to live his life as normal. The only stipulation that his special friend had made was that he should not be away from home for more than a few days, as he would need to keep an eye on his mail, because any order to report would give him no more than two weeks notice.

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Joseph ties up Axel and attempts to break him with the whip

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At Dream Boy Bondage, Joseph Mathews has Axel Johnson right where he wants him: Strung-up, spread-eagle, arms stretched wide just above his head, legs spread into a vee by an ankle spreader. “Payback time,” Joseph tells the naked stud, then he lays into his back and ass with a single-tail whip. “Fuck you!” Axel barks after ten good lashes. He looks great, young and fit, his body flexing and squirming under the lash, as he pulls himself up on his toes. “Please,” he begs after a while, gasping between screams of agony, his back and ass laced with whip marks, but he doesn’t ask for it to stop. Levi’s blows get harder, until the stud is almost delirious. Then Levi sprays raw alcohol on the wounds, turning Axel into a writhing, whimpering slave, at his limit of endurance. In this contest being able to absorb pain is as important as being able to deliver it.

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