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Chapter 17: The Pit’s Flood
Piss Soaks – Steel Holds
By Restrained4U
The pit pulsed, air heavy with sweat and leather, red lights flickering over concrete walls that loomed tighter since Marcus’s biometric lock sealed their fate.
Leo slumped in his chair, chaps rasping against the steel Carrera cage, cane welts itching under damp skin, eyes darting with a wild mix of frustration and jagged glee. Marcus lounged, jeans tight, boots scuffed, chest streaked with wax crust, shifting slightly, the beers from earlier pressing his bladder. Ryan sat stiff, vest creased, cap low, leather pants scuffed. Jamie leaned forward, latex uniform slick with sweat, patrol boots scuffing, exhaustion carving a bitter edge into his shadowed glare – fidgeting, full and ready to unload.
Leo took the black velvet bag from the table – Marcus’s toss still ringing – shaking it with a clink of cards sharp in the air. “My turn – guess I’ll see what this pit’s got for me,” he rasped, voice thick with a surfer’s drawl turned dark, a hint of humility softening the edge. He pulled a black card, white letters stark, reading slow, “Restrained to the shower wall, all others drench you through the grate until there’s no more to give.” He set it down – FLOOD’S DRENCH – jaw tightening as he stared at it, mind churning. Flood? Drench? Is this what I think – piss from these bastards? A twisted grin flickered, fading to a hard stare.
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Title of this shoot: Roughed Up Slave, Scene 1
By slaveobjectx
Urinal
Having a ring inserted in my nose was only the first of the piercings — but it was the one that broke me. All the rest? The nipples, scrotum, ball sack, Prince Albert? These things… just happened to me. It’s not that I didn’t feel them — of course I did with nothing to dull the pain. But the mind dulls the pain when you have been so thoroughly dehumanised as I had been — you go onto another plane, another level of consciousness. You kinda float above it all, like your mind soars up to the ceiling and looks down at what is happening. It’s you down there and yet not you — a physical you, just a body. That’s how you survive, that’s how you get by, that’s how you survive and endure all the whippings and kicking and slaps and cattle prods that lie before you. You learn to get into that space.
It’s been forced on you now — simply because of the unrelenting nature of it — a piercing, another and another — all without regard for any feeling you might have. But if you’re smart you learn the lesson. They’ve taken you to a place you can retreat to when the going gets rough — into a place that rises above the pain and the humiliation. They’ve shown you how to survive this hell-hole.
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Here’s more from Breederfuckers. Yuris thought he could slack off work for the afternoon to go down to the pub for a cheeky pint. This hetero has no idea he’s being followed by two men determined to have their perverted way with him. Down in the stinky bogs of the pub, they finally get their chance. With the door blocked they seize him and tie him up so he can’t escape. He’s left utterly helpless as his clothes are cut up, leaving him stark bollock naked. Yuris spouts an endless stream of angry insults, so he’s gagged to shut him up.
Just moments before this big masculine stud was sat in the pub like a lord of the manor, and now he’s strung up totally vulnerable to whatever these perverted men want to do to him. They suck his cock and taste his straight arsehole at the same time. Since he still moans like an ungrateful fucker, they teach him manners whipping his big bare arse. His arsehole is so tight they have to shove their fingers hard up inside him to loosen his sphincter. This prick is so quick to shout faggot, and now he’s going to be turned into one. With the stink of the toilets filling his nostrils, Yuris feels what it’s like to have a meaty hard cock ramming his arse repeatedly. At the same time he’s ordered to service the man’s arse, which is pushed in his face. There is no escape. While other men are enjoying their pints just on the other side of the locked door, this big dumb hetero is being royally fucked over and sexually humiliated.
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By Nitro
Note: This is the latest chapter in a long running story by Nitro. To start at the very beginning, click here.
The six of us are sitting around the table in the restaurant lavishing in the delicious steak dinner we had. We have all been telling stories and catching up and have all laughed so hard that we hurt. SIR was sharing with his friends stories of the bondage equipment we have built at home, and telling tales of how we have used it for hours on end. Each of the guys all agreed that we need to set up a weekend for everyone to visit and not take so long between catchups. Its been really great being one of the guys and joining in on the conversations this time. The whole day I’ve not exactly been in a position to chime into the banter.
SIR would occasionally reach under the table and graze his hand over my crotch sending a jolt thru me as my dick shifted in the hidden rubber shorts under my street clothes. There is always just something so sexy about wearing stealth gear out in public. What would the other tables think if they knew that the guys at our table were in varying stages of rubber and fetish gear under their normal looking attire? I’m sure that someone walking by has got to be confused at the sudden smell of rubber in the air!
“So boy – you’ve wanted to spend a day as a rubber urinal for a long time. How was it?” SIR said looking at me.
By Takeo
Day 3 – Thursday June 13th – What an evening
My muscles are really starting to ache. I am still locked in this little cage, on my knees, my head sticking out of the cage and trapped in the straitjacket built into the cage door. I’m wearing the sports outfit Tom had worn for his fitness session this morning. The smell of it still fills my nostrils. I love the smell of guys’ sweat, and being tied up like this in an outfit like that is very hot.
My hands are cuffed behind my back, I am gagged with a big ball gag and my eyes are blindfolded.
Tom’s and Flo’s juices have dried on my face, but the smell is still there. I feel totally humiliated, like discarded after having been used. Like a toy to be put on the shelf and come back for later. Maybe it is so.
The position is very uncomfortable, especially after being tied up and used all afternoon. I was not under any illusions, I was not expecting to be released since I was the one who asked to be tied up permanently, not to have a break during those 7 days in Berlin. And of course Florian didn’t need to be begged to grant my request. However, Florian’s treatment is more intense than I could have imagined. Much more intense. Infinitely more intense!