Fetish stories that don’t shy away from the perverted & raw side of BDSM. Containment, submission, obedience and unavoidable brainwashing the fights the victims have are futile. Layer up in your fetish outfit, sit back and let each word sink in as you become more and more ready for your new purpose…
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Meeting The Biker Master – Ch. 2
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There was a dull, sickly feeling in my stomach. I wasn’t sure if it was the nerves or the car’s movement over the winding roads. The large gag lodged deep in my mouth wasn’t helping as a slight wave of nausea overcame me. My limp body was suddenly thrown to…
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“It’s A Looong Weekend Packed With Rubber” – Interview With MRW17
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Now in the seventeenth edition, Manchester Rubber Weekend returns from the 14th-16th May 2026. There’s such a weight to the history of the weekend which many of us probably don’t realise. The fetish community has transformed beyond recognition from the time the first MRW was held. What began years ago…
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Enforced Life Of A Clean-Up Drone
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Theo shivered in nervous anticipation. He felt a deep distress in his core. Hungry, tired, and anxious, his palms gripped the bench, fingers digging into the harsh metal. A heavy-duty harness bound him in place. The bulky straps pressed against his shoulders and waist. Held in an unforgiving X-brace, his…
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A Vision In Tight Lycra
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The light rain taps against my window roughly half an hour after the sun sets. It trickles down the panes of glass, leaving residual droplets in its wake. The potted plants I keep on my narrow balcony are no doubt relieved from the baking sun earlier that summer’s day. Inside…
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My Enforced Dog Life
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The world around me comes into focus as I wake. I feel exhausted despite having had a deep sleep. I roused dozens of times throughout the long night. My body aching, my muscles on fire from the uncomfortable position that I’ve sorely become used to. I groan through the ache,…
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A Prisoner To My Own Mind – Ch. 2
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Chapter 02: Reality Check As I awoke the next day, sunlight streaming through my blinds, I tossed the duvet aside and reached for my phone. It screeched out a deafening alarm, summoning me to start my day. I lobbed it out of reach, groggily rising from the sheets and breathing…
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Meeting The Biker Master
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Photo from the amazing @RubberScotty BONG The seatbelt sign faded with a soft chime, and passengers around me began unbuckling their belts as they prepared to disembark the aircraft. I was seated in a window seat and took the time, before the doors were opened, to gaze out at the…
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Drone World: ‘The Security Facility’
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Originally posted to GaySpiralStories.com Chapter 1 of the story can be found here. Feel free to read this before continuing… XT0523 marched down the narrow corridor of the facility, standing tall and proud in the drone uniform. Like all of the other drones that he walked past, he was dressed head…
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The Inflatable Cocoon
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I was dazed, my head spinning as I felt my awareness of reality return. “Mfphhh”, I groaned, an uncomfortable dizziness clouding my head. When consciousness returned, it came in fragments. I could tell instantly that something was awry. First, my inability to sit upright or to control my body in any…
