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Corporate Takeover – Chapter 06

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Note from Metal: This is a “fan imagined” conclusion to the story Corporate Takeover by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning of this story, which originally appeared in the Prison Library back in 2020, click for Part 1.

By @bdsmsubrex

Brian woke to the familiar hum of the Blu-ray, his body encased in the leather harness and jockstrap, the scent of leather and sweat mingling with the lingering memory of Ken’s cigar smoke. His cock strained against the tight jockstrap, a constant reminder of his arousal. The supplements on the nightstand beckoned, but he hesitated, a flicker of unease cutting through the haze. He shook it off, popped two tablets, and headed to Ironworks, his mind already drifting to the next visit to Cuir Experience.

At the shop, Dave greeted him with a knowing grin, his leather vest stretched tight across his muscled chest. “Brian, you’re becoming a regular,” Dave said, leaning on the counter. “You’ve done us a solid — buying up the estate to save Boltz and this place.” Brian nodded, his chest swelling with pride, though the supplements dulled his usual sharpness. “As a thank you,” Dave continued, his tone shifting to command, “you’re to attend a weekend training with Master William, the local BDSM Master. Starts tomorrow. Be at Boltz at 6 PM sharp. Understood?”

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The return of MaleBots

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I reported earlier this year that the MaleBots site had gone down. I don’t know what happened, but — GOOD NEWS — I noticed very recently that it is BACK!

MaleBots is a site featuring cybernetic fantasy

 

MaleBots is a site featuring cybernetic fantasy, including cyborgs, androids, robots, transformation and high-tech control of all kinds. There are plenty of images, artwork and STORIES!

One of my favorite authors at MaleBots is Biobot — and I jacked off most recently while re-reading his multi-part adventure called Robo-man.

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The Tournament Affair – Part 07

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By @reconkayar and @mmmph82

Part 7 – The Cabin
SATURDAY MORNING – 2:00am

Denny squirms in his bondage and listens. He is grateful for the extra movement he got from Nathan undoing the tethers. But he still can’t get his head anywhere near the bunk rim to see down. Nathan and Ari have gone ahead to take stock at the cabin, leaving Chad and Ben. Ben is down with Ken, changing his gag and binding him for transport. It’s a three-rope box tie similar to what Denny had in for the escape to the getaway van.

Ben reties Ken’s cloth gag: two bandannas worked into his mouth, followed by a knotted bandanna as a cleave gag over the stuffing, and two layers of seal pulled very tight and knotted, covering Ken’s full face below his nose. It feels tight and sexy to Ken, but Ben is aware that, with some work, Ken might possibly eject it. There’ll be enough time later to fix that. Meantime Chad appears to tend to Denny. Chad sits by Denny’s head and tries to comfort him, gently stroking his temple with a gloved hand and locking eyes with him.

Denny tears up a little to see Chad. His face has always been tender and understanding. Chad wipes his tears away, saying “shhhh.” Chad has brought clothes – they’re not moving Denny in naked. He’s preparing to dress Denny, but it isn’t happening yet. They’re Denny’s same shirt, cargo pants and tactical boots he had before.

“You spent a whole day bound and gagged wearing these, bro,” Chad said. “You will probably want them washed.” Chad reaches for Denny’s shirt, bunches it up, brings it to his own face and sniffs deeply.

“Mmmmmm. Or not…”

Ben’s voice is heard from below, “INCOMING!” as he tosses a small plastic packet over the bunk rim. It lands by Denny’s head, and Chad picks it up. “Oh, new gloves. Team rules, new stop, new gloves.”

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Subject Neighbor – Turned Subject – Part 06

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By Justin I

male bdsm stories Justin II know you want to know what happened but not much for two months. I will share some brief accounts of ways I tormented my now caged gorilla.

Starting off, he never left the cage. His entertainment was only as far as his mind was able. No windows, no clocks, no hearing me upstairs giving him any indications of time passing. He was in solitary confinement. This drove him almost insane, he would sleep, but not long enough, he would work out in his confined cell, but no weights meant all bodyweight burnout, and his dick was mine. This cage was a solid metal hollow tube bent in a downward angle preventing any play. He was miserable, from the live stream on the living room TV, Sam’s emotions jumped from boredom, frustration, unbearable suffering and completely checked out staring at the ceiling.

The very first day I left him down there without any visitation. He slept most of the day anyways but I knew this was short lived. I wanted him to suffer and while I knew the boredom and his hormones would torment him, I decided to make him a special diet he would be eating while incarcerated. Swinging by the store, I decided that Sam would be having three protein shakes a day. This smoothie would be made with two scoops of natural protein powder and two scoops of natural and chalky greens powder.

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Subject Neighbor – Turned Subject – Part 01

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By Justin I

Justin I male bdsm storiesFirst day of June. I woke up to the smell of eggs, protein waffles, and coffee. I was greeted with a pleasant scent in the air but my eyes were blessed with a beautiful man. Carrying two mugs to the table was a 22-year-old, 6’2, honey blond hair all over, lean beef white boy with tan flawless skin. I dressed him in nothing except a tight, very revealing pair of bright white compressions trunk length. Along with a thin silver chain around his neck with my dime sized medallion revealing a “β” for beta. I am the Alpha.

Four years since I, Fred, met Sam, three since taking full command. Just a stranger and boy back then, now a young man and powerful. A bodybuilding masterpiece sculpted for my pleasure.

Sitting down at the table Sam was to not speak unless given approval, whether that be permission or because of the chip in his head. This was how all of his actions remained. To do nothing unless ordered via verbal or digital command. More on that to come.

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