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Paying the Full Price – Part 6

By UKDeviant on Recon

UKDeviant on ReconI was mentally exhausted. The evening had been risky and dramatic. I still couldn’t help but smile at the extent to which Nate could control me. My dick remained hard as a rock inside the steel chastity belt, and the flow of precum was endless. I was so turned on.

After sleeping most of the afternoon, I couldn’t get back to sleep so soon, so I lay in bed thinking about the last nine or so weeks. There was no end in sight to furlough, and I was quite happy with that for the time being. A bond had formed with Nate, and I would do anything for that to remain the case. Well, nearly anything. I was also desperate to lay in my bed naked without any restraint and slowly edge myself for a long time before knocking one off. Then another. My balls were full, and the design of the cage meant that I had been unable even to tug them around and get some mild stimulation there.

The physical activity over furlough meant that I had lost an inch or so around my waist, so the belt, which had been tightly secured, now had a little play, but not enough to pass over my hips – not that I would be able to pull my cock and balls out of the captive ring and cage assembly. I could gyrate the cage, which resulted in the cock ring massaging the base of my penis, and this just made me feel hornier and hornier and hornier… Twitch, Throb…

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Objectified – Part 02

By darthvader

The gimp has been inside his padded cell covered in rubber for a week now. From time to time I allowed the gimp some time out of the cell in order for the gimp to stay in good shape. I would then have the gimp do some exercise, which was considerably becoming more difficult as the amount of piss and waste in the gimp’s suit grew.

At the end of the week the day had come on which the gimp would have to be let out of the suit and cleaned and shaved. I also knew I would have to put him into another kind of bondage for a while to let his skin dry a little. After taking off the mask of the suit and making sure that the collar went around the gimp’s neck, attaching it to the chain hanging from the ceiling I told the gimp to clean himself and the suit thoroughly. I knew this would probably take a while allowing me to go upstairs and take care of some other things. I returned to the gimp after an hour.

“Good gimp – you have cleaned up all the mess you have made and are ready to be transferred. You know that I always take good care of my gimp – don’t you?”

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The WORC Program – Part 12

By Joshua Ryan

Boss Web put a leash on my collar and led me to the office. Mr. Williams was waiting outside, and so was a truck with a cage on it.

Boss said, “This is the workie they want at the House, right? Name is Butch.”

“Right. Butch,” Mr. Williams said. “Ethan will take him up.”

Boss walked away. I stowed my gear in the back of the truck and scrambled into the cage, still wearing the leash. Ethan locked me inside. Fifteen minutes after all this started, I was saying goodbye to the world of coffles.

I guess it was about a mile to the House on the dirt farm road. I was craning my neck, trying to see ahead, especially when the truck went around a curve. I wished I’d taken some of Jerry’s invitations to see the House, back when I was free. But I never wanted to spend any time with Jerry. Maybe if I’d been a little nicer to him … Before we got to the House we had to get through a concrete wall with a steel fence on top, and rolls of razor wire on top of that. OK, that’s the way it was, all around the Farms. Everything was secured. But then we were through the gate, and there it was, rising above a grove of trees — an elegant colonial house with red brick walls and white columns and white window frames and four huge chimneys. Yes! That’s it! That’s the House!

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