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Horny Jail
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The wiper blades swiped across the windshield as rain fell from the sky above. Each droplet landed in the cooling air, soaking the road ahead. The miserable weather summed up exactly where Ollie was heading. The tyres swooshed through the damp tarmac as he drove further and further from civilisation.… Read More
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Danger In The Desert
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“Freshen your cup, honey?” the elderly waitress questioned. Her perfume was just as sickeningly sweet as the soggy slice of pie on Trevor’s plate. The coffee was unsurprisingly subpar, however, after the long drive, he was thankful for anything warm. “One for the road, I guess,” he replied politely. The… Read More
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Gaining An Air Valve (Ch. 2)
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He started to come to, he felt like he’d just woken up from a night of drinking nothing but straight vodka. His head pulsed in pain as he blinked some life back into his eyes. Straining to see where he was, Roger noticed he was laying on a plush bed.… Read More
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Gaining An Air Valve
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Roger got the call in about someone’s damaged pool over in Woodland Hills. It was a wealthy part of town, with many retired well off individuals and some Silicone Valley tech entrepreneurs. Roger always enjoyed getting to see how the other half lived and often got a pretty generous tip… Read More
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The Branding Begins
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Photo: @GearImages The ice-cold chain forced Cody’s neck into an uncomfortable downward position. His eyes focused on the two kneeling legs jutting out from his midsection. His cuffed wrists dug into his lower back as he tried in vain to shimmy into a more comfortable position. The garage Cody currently… Read More
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The New Throne
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CLICK Your camera snaps the scenic landscape in front of you, as your foot adjusts its position on the mossy rocks. The vast forest was filled with fallen branches and trunks long forgotten. The seasons had been harsh, stripping away the bark and outer layers, yet rendering them all the… Read More
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Becoming The Skinhead Slave
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(Photo by Craigskin © 2015) Drip. Drip. Drip. Soaked through to his skin, Chris felt the droplets of rain collect at his hair ends and plop onto the carpet below. He kneeled, eyes fixed on the welcome matt, wondering how long he’d be kept waiting in the dark. The door… Read More
Muzzled, Tied And Everything Bound With Vilain Garçon
I recently tried on several fantastic items from Vilain Garçon and snapped some pictures. Clad in a shiny red rubber suit, I adored the look of the heavy rubber harness, restraints and full head muzzle which locked all on top of my skintight outfit
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