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A Walk in the Park – Part 03

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By DogcatcherVA

I removed my fingers from his mouth and made my way to the door of the cell. I found no reason to remove the heavy chains pinning his arms behind him or the chains on his ankles hobbling him. The blindfold would help shield his eyes from the bright light of the room and keep him disoriented just in case he decided he was ready for freedom. As I got up, I watched the slave rise to his knees and he crawled his best to the water bowl and start drinking. I closed the cell door and walked away knowing in the morning I had one hell of a story to listen to…

Being my worried self, I turned on the webcam and quietly watched the slave from the comfort of my room. His body bent and inverted in a V form, showing off his well-trained smooth torso as he knelt licking the water from the dog dish. Once he had finished, he shook his head like he was trying to dislodge the blindfold still having a death grip on his head. With no change in its hold, he seemed to test the limits of his confinement. Still weak from the ordeal, he scooted around the dungeon area on his knees. The ankle chains clanking behind him and his manacled wrists sitting in the small of his back enforced his slow movements. It didn’t take him to long before Caleb decided to just curl up on the padded floor and drift into a deep sleep.

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Only a Boy Can Hope – Part 03

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After the movie was over Sir looked at me and stated, “I guess it’s time for bed, let me help you up.” Sir came over to me and grabbed the straps at the front of the straight jacket and helped me to my feet. Sir then led me to the stair and to the bedroom on the second floor. Sir’s bedroom was an average size, but it had so much stuff it in besides the furniture. There were several shelves with books and a bunch of gear on the floor. The bed was covered with a rubber bed sheet and had straps coming from under the bed. Sir reached to the gear on the floor and picked up a neoprene sleepsack and laid it out on the bed. Sir stated, “you will sleep in this tonight, boy.”

I replied, “Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”

Sir came towards me in the front and reached down at the catheter still in me. Sir took a plug off his dresser and swapped the catheter tube with the plug and removed the leg bad that was attached to my right leg. He left me standing there and went to the bathroom to empty the catheter bag.

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Eagle Grove Steelworks – Part 02

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By Atlanta Stud

stories by Atlanta studSeth put on his Tecova Doc square toe boots and, with Jacob in the lead, hands secured in the Peerless cuffs, they hopped up in Seth’s hand me down Wrangler and Seth buckled up Jacob.

“Hey, toss me the sweatshirt on the back seat so I can cover up my hands so nobody sees the cuffs.”

“Hah, nothing doing, buddy.  I doubt anyone will see them anyway with the doors and windows on this ‘old thing.  Sit back and enjoy the ride.  I’ll take the cuffs off once we get to the Army Navy store.”

The smaller two-lane state highways didn’t bother Jacob much, it was when they hit 35 South, the four-lane divided, that he got nervous.  Someone in a pickup or a trucker in a rig would surely see the cuffs if they glanced over, so he pulled the sleeves of his long sleeve t-shirt over as much as he could to hide the metal.

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The Fall of a Master – Part 01

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By Rubrpig

The writer is as usual in Wesco boots, in its permanent chastity belt, nipple clamps, and locked leather/steel posture collar which is mandated for it when it writes. It helps this slave to focus on its writing.

 

Master John looked around the bar and wondered if there was any reason to stay as it appeared that there was a lack of talent in the bar that night.  He shifted on his stool which caused his heavy langlitz leathers to creak as they were stretched over his heavily muscled furry body.  He nodded at the bartender and stood up.  He turned and left the bar frustrated as it means another night frustrated.

After he returned home and stripped off his heavy leathers leaving his leather jock on as he always wore it, he grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed for the living room.  He picked up his laptop and logged into his email.  He scanned through it and saw that he had a message alert from his BLUF account and he logged into the site.  He smiled as the message was from a buddy in Berlin.  He opened it and scanned it and quickly replied.  It was a confirmation of the two of meeting up for Easter in Berlin.  At least, John felt that he would find action there.

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Tying up a hustler

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Suited French Daddy Adam Franco is single, but he knows how to treat himself on Valentine’s Day! Adam has arranged for an evening with a hot submissive hustler who will provide the perfect naughty boyfriend experience! Just like he ordered, hustler Javi Grey waits for him tied on the bed, ball-gagged, with his butt up and naked, only wearing sheer socks. The Valentine is horny and kinky AF and gets his hole loosened with a buttplug before taking daddy’s rod. Remember to treat yourself, too!

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VIDEO TITLE: The Hustler 3: A Valentine

STARRING: Adam Franco, Javi Grey

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Mike Gaite obeys Kristofer Weston

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Meanwhile in San Francisco, Mike Gaite visits Mr. Kristofer for a hot bondage session! He starts off cleaning the floors and polishing knobs for Mr. Weston, who comes home to inspect Mike’s work and his muscle toy. His inspection turns into an order to polish more of what he has, including that big cock! Mr. Kristofer orders Mike around and then shows him how much he can be a kinky obedient sub in this wild San Francisco fuck!

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Copdar – The Side Job Deputy

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By Cuffsandcops

I received a few pairs of gym shorts as gifts from the holidays. Unfortunately, neither pair had a pocket to keep my phone in while I am at the gym. I decided to try and exchange the gifted shorts for some that would be more useful. There was a big box sporting goods store between the gym and my house.

I had visited the sporting goods store before the holidays looking for gifts for family members and then after the holidays in search of shorts I could use. They often had a deputy sheriff working as loss prevention who stood near the entrance to the store. Sometimes it was a female deputy who parked a K9 unit in front of the store. Other times it was a random male deputy. When there wasn’t a deputy, there was a guy whose shirt said police in large letters on its back. He wore a duty belt, but it wasn’t clear if he was affiliated with a specific department. I later learned, from a coworker who had a friend who was a deputy, that the sporting goods store had been experiencing a high volume of theft and had been employing the officers to help stop the shoplifting.

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Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 14

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By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 14: Your Every Moment Will Be Filled with Meaning

When you’re a freshman slappie you wake up at dawn, and if you’re a new and potentially uncontrolled slappie, you lie in your rack until the boss comes by to unlock your shackle.  Then you herd into the latrine to do your business.  The smell of piss and shit from 100 slappies—that wasn’t one of the attractions of the King George Hotel.  The hotel had slappies, but they did it someplace else.  Mornings are chilly on St. Bevons, and the steam goes up from the shit holes.  You march to the chow hall in your big boots and your little slappie suit, and you feel like the cold breeze is drowning you.  Chow is something like oatmeal and something like coffee.  No croissants.  No marmalade.  No fresh fruits offered for your selection.  No one to suggest that the gentleman might wish to try the special breakfast of the day.  Then you’re marched out on the slab for exercise.  You strip down to your y-fronts, and you’re ready for your session of mens nulla in corpore sano.

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