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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 04

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By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson’s Nightmare Endures

Jayson’s ankle chain had been attached to a bolt in the wall.  He had tried to pry it free, but without any success.  Ryan had removed the mask and reduced the size of his mouth gag, so it was more comfortable. He was naked except for the tube entrapping his penis and the metal container around his balls.  Ryan had come in at lunchtime and allowed Jayson to eat.  Any attempt to talk to Ryan was quickly shut down.

“Okay, faggot.  Time for you to earn your keep,” Ryan said, and he removed the bolt and attached the leash to the collar.  He led Jayson out of the room and down one flight to where the president’s room was.

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My Pillion

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Written by ty dehner

I felt the warmth of the early spring sun on my riding leather as I approached the movie theater parking lot. Since this was a late matinee, there was a parking space available for my white Honda CBR1000RR. Once positioned, I turned the engine off and lowered my booted feet as I straddled the crotch rocket. Looking around the parking lot towards the theater entrance, there wasn’t a soul in sight, but the warming sun felt good.

Removing my white Alpinestars armored riding gloves, I placed them on the tank of my machine. I unlatched my Ruroc EOX 2.0, feeling the light breeze run across my face. The sun was bright as I was no longer viewing life through the dark shield on my helmet. Stuffing the gloves into the helmet, I dismounted and headed to the entrance.

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Nobody

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By AJ

The first thing I lost wasn’t my sight or movement. It was my name.

That part happened before anything else, before my collar, before my hood, before His locks. Before the first guest ever crossed the threshold. It happened quietly, almost ceremonially, in the still hour before the house filled with voices and expectations.

“You won’t be you tonight,” Sir spoke at me firmly with authority in his voice. This was not a warning, it was not a threat. It was a promise which I knew better than to question or respond to.

I arrived early. Earlier than I needed to, earlier than was comfortable. Most importantly I arrived precisely when I was ordered to, neither a minute sooner nor later. The chilled, humid winter air still clung to me when I stepped inside, cold and sharp, a stark contrast to the controlled warmth of His home. There was something deliberate in that warmth just like everything else He created and controlled.

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German Challenge

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By SlickChaser

Through some advice, poking and prodding, my friend Gerry was pushing me to pursue some new boundaries, mainly getting outside his role as the only play partner. Getting local was tough, but over time he found a group of men living in Germany who wanted someone willing to test some things and create something special. I had to travel for another reason so decided to just go for it. Their language barrier was an issue, but with so much technology, we seemed to hammer out most of the details. They had a plan to put my rear hole to work, and then some. I had to train small and often in the weeks leading up, plugging myself daily and using different sizes as often as possible to get my body used to it. As part of their end of the deal, I had to come prepared in red rubber, black wellies and freshly clean underneath.

The two men only asked to refer to them as “A” and “F.” Constant communication via translation took place over the weeks preceding: where to travel to, what time and how best to be prepared. The day finally came and I had to do my best to dress with clothing over my rubber suit, thankfully it was a rainy do so the boots fit right in. Riding a train through a major city hidden in full rubber underneath made me beyond horny. It didn’t help with other people on the train also clad in leather or similar shiny clothing, a feature point for where I was headed.

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Freedom

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By AJ

Note: This is based on a true, consensual and life-changing encounter.

A single tear rolled down my cheek. It didn’t sting. It didn’t signal grief. It simply fell, carrying the emotional weight of two lives I balance: the predictable, structured life I would soon return to, and the controlled life I had just lived. One world is ordinary, structured, and restrained; the other is intense, liberated, and shaped by surrender.

Here I was permitted and encouraged to be someone else. I was untethered figuratively while tethered literally. Sir fully guided, freed me from all choice and decision, left me needing only to make one easy decision: obey and endure what had been decided for me. I had explored corners of experience most would neither imagine nor dare, and in that exploration, I had discovered a freedom I could never find in my ordinary life.

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Bondage Transportation Service – Part 04

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By PupMax

Author Note: This 100% fantasy story is inspired by different BDSM comics, artwork and stories.

The employees continued to enjoy their well-earned party after the months of work to grow my business, and now Tom, two employees, and I are entertaining them as latex gimps struggling and moaning. Tom and I would be prodded with pool sticks throughout the night to the delight of my employees and the bar staff; the gimps above the bar would be punched by the bar staff if tipped with a tip jar located below the gimps getting stuffed with bills. The bar owner helped change out our gas mask filters and replaced the gym gear with dirty bar rags. The smell was horrible as Bill and George had pre-arranged this with the owner.

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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 03

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By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson’s Nightmare Advances

The door opened after what seemed like a long interval.  Jayson looked to see his best friend, Fred, and Ryan walk into the converted supply closet.

“Ryan, I have to admit that this has been very handy,” Fred said as he pulled his cock out of his shorts.  He stepped up close and let his cock drop over the edge of the funnel.  He immediately let the piss flow and didn’t have to hold his cock.  Jayson could see and hear the piss exiting the cock, into the funnel, and down into his slightly bloated stomach.  He had lost track of how many men had used him tonight, but he knew that this was Fred’s third trip in.  He knew that under his mask, he was blushing profusely.

“I can’t believe that someone would actually want to do this.”

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60 Hours – Part 04

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By Inmate 220418

Sunday – Day 3

I slept even worse that night, I woke up to the sound of a guard coming into the block shining his light, they must have done their rounds that night. Waking up and not knowing what time it was isn’t an easy thing to adapt to, I tried to look out the window to see if I could see any sunlight but at last there was nothing. The bars on the cell cast a nice shadow against the wall, something so photogenic and calming really painted a beautiful picture.

Eventually, the courtesy lights came on and that was the sign that it was morning, I got up as I did the past two days without making my bed. The same guard who did the morning check the past two mornings comes in, “good morning inmate” with a look of disgust, knowing he was a part of the brawl last night, “how did you sleep?” “I slept fine” I replied, “great” drop your sheets on the group, fold your blanket, and be ready for breakfast soon.

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