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By Hard Slave
Ted owned several cockrings, but the chrome one was his favorite. It fit perfectly, and the metal felt so good against his skin, he’d sometimes wear it all day at work just for fun. So when he realized he’d accidentally left it in the hotel room on his last business trip, he knew he had to replace it right away.
Ted visited the web site where he’d made his original purchase, scrolling through dozens of models, searching for The One. No luck. Disappointed, he Googled “best cockrings” to see if it would come up. It didn’t. Ted sighed, about to give up and pick a different (surely inferior) model, when he noticed a link down at the bottom of the page, “Ultimate Cockring: It’s NOT for everyone!” He clicked through to see what the fuss was. The picture looked very similar to the cockring Ted lost, but it was the description that really grabbed his attention:
“Master’s Slave Ring: This unique cockring comes with a bluetooth-like chip that can be controlled remotely using our special “Master’s App” from a phone or laptop. Male behavior modification using the latest technology, Master’s Slave Ring will have your boy literally jumping to attention at your command. Not recommended for solo use or by non-submissive wearers. The Master’s Slave Ring is sold for amusement only. Master App, Inc. is not responsible for ill effects caused by misuse of the product.”
Wow, Ted thought, that’s one sick cockring! If I was a sub, I’d definitely go for this, he thought. He was about to hit the “X” but a twitch in his cock and a little churning in his balls caused him to read the description again. He then looked for, and found, one review…
“It’s been three weeks since Sir put me in the Master’s Slave Ring, and it has changed my life. I am able to go about my daily business at work, etc., knowing that at any time my Master can signal a command straight to my balls. I’ve learned to drop what I’m doing and obey or suffer the consequences, which can be very painful. Be careful what you wish for…”
Adam had noticed a new hash tag appearing on his twitter feed and face book lately. The hash tag was #gear365 which intrigued him. He began to follow it and soon found that it was started as a way by several Leathermen to encourage others to be proud of their leather and gear and wear it every day. He enjoyed the posts and felt like it was something that he felt a part of. However, work distracted him as he was involved in a new project.
Several months later, he decided to head out to the local bar as they were advertising a gear night which he was curious about. Pulling on a pair of leather jeans, boots and a vest he headed out to the bar. The night started off quietly with very few men in any form of gear. So when around midnight a muscular, bearded man in full langlitz gear walked in, he attracted a lot of attention from everyone there. Walking over to the bar and ended beside Adam who was trying his best to not show how nervous he was to be standing by this man who was obviously a real Leatherman and not someone who just wanted to be seen in leather.
The man turned to Adam have ordered a beer and introduced himself as Mike. Adam smiled and introduced himself allowing himself a close look at the man. Mike was in full leather including a leather shirt and tie, short tight gloves and tall wesco boots that went with the langlitz breeches he was wearing. Mike looked over Adam and saw that Adam’s jeans fit his ass very well and the bar vest framed a nicely muscled chest and abdomen.
Hint: This is a continuation of a multi-part story. To start at the very beginning, click HERE to start at Part 1.
As Gordon walked away, Mike wondered what he had agreed to – he always knew that Gordon would respect his boundaries but he had no such confidence in the Polish skinhead. He turned towards Gordon’s retreating figure and tried to yell around the gag, but his head was twisted back by Jan’s strong fingers who pushed his head back and poured more beer down his throat. As Mike coughed and choked around the beer, Jan grabbed another bottle and did the same. Mike gulped the fluid down as fast as he could. As it went down, Mike could feel several small objects as they passed over his palate – Jan had put some kind of pill in the beer!
Mike started to struggle against the restraints but found they were solidly in place and, hampered as he was by them, there was little he could do. The alcohol in the beer seemed to be affecting him quicker than normal and he shook his head as the world took on a fuzzy appearance. At the same time, he started to wonder why he had been worried and he stopped struggling. Jan leant in close to him. “Good lad, Mikey. Now just tipping your head back again?” Mike did so and Jan poured another bottle of beer down his throat, this time not hiding the small green tablets that he had in his hand. Mike gulped it all down.
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Meanwhile at Roped Studs, tight-bodied Shia is tightly bound to the weight bench with a natural hemp binding that digs deep into his flesh. Even his cock and balls are tightly roped.
He can barely move, but that doesn’t prevent him from struggling against his bonds. Rope man J.J. can’t keep his hands off the stud’s body, tweaking Shia’s nipples and grabbing his balls. “Fuck!” the captive screams as J.J. beats him with a riding crop. Shia continues to struggle — even after J.J. beats him red, gags him with tape and covers his head with a blackout hood.
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Title of this shoot: Shia – Part 3
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