It's hard to believe it all started with some talk on a chat room. I was in college then, and always straight in real life, although not very successful with the ladies. But my dirty little secret was that I liked to go online and indulge my fantasy: being enslaved, feminized, and kept in chastity by a man. At first, I'd wander through chat rooms and find a...
*all references to characters, locations and events are fictional. Any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental* With my mouth and tongue occupied with your dripping cock, my mind begins to take in the details of my predicament. Here I am on my knees in front of you, my lips spread into a large O by the ring gag fastened around...
Here is the final chapter in Daniels journey of becoming a slave. Warning, this chapter depicts rape and may not be to every one's liking. I hope you have all enjoyed reading this story as I have had writing it. I will be writing more in the future so please do keep checking back. *** It's friday and I haven't heard from Sir all week, I hate it when I don'...
"Aren't you a pretty boy?" He said with a leering grin. I was on my second day of my new job and I had been tasked to drive the van to an industrial estate in the rougher end of town to collect some items and drop them off to the customer. I had walked through into the warehouse where I was confronted by a man in his late 40's with a strong accent, tattoos,...
First duty of the day. I slide my shaved-smooth body nimbly from the sheets and tip toe into the bathroom. I quickly take care of any errant stubble and look myself up and down in the mirror. I am 19, skinny, about 5'10" with short brown hair and blue eyes. Aside from the slightly-too small lace thong I am wearing, I am nude. That is, if you don't include a...
The alarm clock on the nightstand blinked, 4:15am. It was a warm night, the blankets had been kicked away into a tangled mess sometime earlier and the young man that lay on the bed wore only a threadbare pair of sweatpants. Taylor was on his side, asleep and facing the wall with a peaceful expression. He was exhausted, college and his job barely left him any...
Work lasted forever, every moment ticking by in frustrated torment. Taylor stewed with agitation and barely bothered to be polite to the many customers that approached him. His entire body ached, the turtleneck he wore rubbed against the bruise on his neck and the chastity device tugged around his cock in a way that made it impossible to ignore. It seemed to...
How did I get to this moment? Kneeling on the floor next to Master while he sat on the sofa reviewing his paperwork, my dick was in a metal chastity cage, and gay porn was streaming on the laptop in front of me. I was compelled to watch two Brazilian hunks suck each other before one mounted the other and started fucking. I was horny but the cage stopped my d...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...