Metal Full Restraint Stories

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The New Slave Ch. 48

by bullballs_1 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 48, Ross is Delivered to Security, by Security By the time that security arrived to transport Ross, Candy was somewhat composed and completely dressed. She didn't notice but both of the security officers saw the obvious wet area soaking through her jeans. Toni just smiled at them and winked. This was a common occurrence and security was more than us...

Coast to Coast Pt. 02

by Phileas123 on Mar 18, 2020
Fetish

We checked into the hotel later that afternoon, and after a quick stop to leave the baggage, I followed Dawn to the exposition floor, which is in another wing of the venue. I was amazed, it was a flurry of activities, with a lot of dealers unpacking their stuff in the booths and a lot of workers finishing installations and details on the exhibition floor....

A Different Walk of Life Ch. 01

by TheBlueVampire on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The neon sign beamed across the dim intersection; Rankin's Inn. He could barely remember anything about the girl that had led him here, but he remembered enough to go ahead and board the flight to Prague. Samuel was a lawyer at a prestigious firm in Boston when he met the girl of his dreams, Maribelle Bovna. She had had trouble with some sort of luggage at c...

Addiction

by shellykaz on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I stare at the door in front of me, hand clenched into a fist at my side as I debate turning around and leaving. I could pretend I'd never caved like this, pretend I'd never stood staring at the wooden grains and brass knocker. Who am I kidding? I couldn't do that. Not again. I knock, ignoring the hoop of metal affixed to the door, and step back. Lip caught...

The Sharper Edge

by willow619 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This story was inspired by, and is dedicated to, the magnificent Whiptress. I arrive at Mistress's at the appointed hour. I brush lint off my navy blue suit. As I straighten my red tie I feel the black leather collar under my shirt. The small lock is positioned directly behind the knot in my tie. I ring the bell, and Mistress opens the door. She says nothi...

WVC Ch. 15: The Cxld Art Class

by gupiao on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The e-mail that I received on Sunday, March 22nd read. "Meredith Reynolds has cancelled her Art Class for Monday. However, you are to report to the classroom at the same time as usual and wear your leather cock strap. Bring your collar and the box of numbered costumes that you retrieved Wednesday (WVC Ch.13- The Traffic Stop). Your trainer will assist you...

The Liberation Ch. 01

by Caesarxvi on Nov 6, 2018
Loving Wives

Danielle and I had been dating for about 6 months and had fallen for eachother madly during this time. All the aspects of our relationship were going fantastically well and we both loved the physical side of our relationship. Dani, as I call her, is 5'11" with long wavy brunette hair. She has always been athletic and has a great toned slender body, the high...

Sailor Moon Ch. 03

by embarrassednakedmale on Apr 21, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

[In "Sailor Moon: Ch 2", Scott took a few faltering steps down the path to being a sissy at the hands of the Master. Having barely held his nerve to beat another aspiring sissy - Robert - in a test of daring, Scott has now been named "Serena" by Master, who has left Scott at the deserted rest stop by the motorway dressed in his red Sailor Moon outfit. While...

One Kink At A Time Ch. 2

by Tyjord on Sep 18, 2017
Fetish

Once you are completely empty, I thoroughly clean you and then lead you, trembling, into my bedroom. Weak and humiliated from your enema ordeal, you sit on the bed and offer no resistance as I unlock your wrists, lie you down, and re-lock your hands above your head to the headboard. I go back to the bathroom and clean up, allowing you to rest. When I return,...

Feminizing First Step Ch. 07

by antares34 on Aug 24, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

I was meeting my internet "daddy" for the first time today. His last text message to me had been very clear: tie myself to the motel bed and wait for him to arrive. I stared at the antique bed with its black metal frame and headboard, wondering to myself if this was such a good idea. This rundown motel had been hard enough to find. I had never been to this...