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Attitude Adjustment

Josh was a 19 year old with a tough cocky attitude. He went around his high school constantly looking for a fight and thought he was hot enough to deserve everyone’s worship. And he was hot, girls constantly wanted to get into his pants at parties. He was seen as a guy you definitely wanted to hang out with or gain the favor of, an utterly cool dude that didn’t give a fuck. But his cocky attitude was annoying in someone barely 19 and the neighborhood wanted the boy put to better use/disciplined. So Daddy was called to see if he would be interested in capturing the boy for his dungeon. One look at Josh and Daddy was happy to take the troublesome teen.

Daddy followed Josh around for weeks, studying the boy’s patterns. He even snuck into the boy’s house and set up cameras to watch Josh jerk off at night. The 19 yr bitch was a horny fuck, as all teenagers are, barely able to keep his hands off his body. He came in the morning, right after school and then again before bed. His room must smell like cum constantly and his boxers must be full of stains, thought Daddy. Very yummy. The sight of the boy in boxers though, angered Daddy. Daddy firmly believed that boys belonged in tighty whities. That would be one of the first lessons he’d teach this brat.

Josh was easily chloroformed walking home from school one day, the boy fought like crazy but he was no match for Daddy’s strong arms. He was thrown into the back of the dungeon van, passed out in a white t shirt, gold chain necklace, red boxers, blue gym shorts, white nike socks and white nike sneakers. Daddy caressed the passed out boy’s hair and kissed him, sticking his tongue down Josh’s throat. Daddy was gonna have fun with this one.

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Josh woke up on a sofa, with his head pounding. What the fuck had happened? Where was he? He could barely open his eyes. It looked like he was in some sort of living room. He had been walking back home, when….what? Oh fuck some guy had tackled him! HAD HE BEEN KIDNAPPED?! Fuck no no no. Josh dug into his pocket, looking for his phone, only to find it gone, along with his wallet. FUCK. Josh tried to get up and found that he couldn’t. His body was barely responding to any command.

A door opened nearby and in stepped a muscle bear of a Daddy. The man was huge with silver hair and a mustache, probably about sixty and looked like he could beat Josh down in seconds. He had a beer belly, but Josh suspected it was firm. Josh felt a lump in his throat. He could get out of anything in high school. He was famous for that, but this was some next level shit. Daddy took a seat opposite Josh.

“How you doing, boy?”

“What the…..fuck…..dudee…..yo let me go….whatthe” Josh could barely mumble out words. “The door is right there. Try to move” “Fuck. You” Josh managed to lift his arms up and give Daddy two middle fingers. The man knew Josh couldn’t move, it was a cruel joke. Daddy just smiled, reached over and slapped Josh twice in the face.

“Such a naughty teen. You need an attitude adjustment. Don’t worry, Daddy will help with that”

“Who the fuck….yooo fuck….I’‘m gonna kill you fucker”

Daddy grabbed a fist full of Josh’s hair and spat in his face.

“You will call me Daddy, boy. You’re my sex slave now” “FUCK!” screamed Josh. Daddy leaned down and undid Josh’s sneakers, the boy trying to get up the strength to kick him….but there was barely any movement. Josh’s hands still stuck giving the middle finger. In moments, Daddy slipped Josh’s sneakers off, revealing calf high white nike socks. Josh stared at the man, his face full of rage.

“Rule number one of Daddy’s dungeon, no sneakers allowed. Daddy loves boys in white socks. I’ll let you keep yours. You’ll never wear anything else on your feet again besides nice comfy white socks”

“You sick…fuck”

Daddy grabbed Josh’s ankles and began feeling up the boy’s socked feet, running a hand up and down the boy’s soles. Josh was pulled off the sofa and onto the floor as a result, his legs kicking finally but not enough to free his feet from the man’s grasp. His hands caressing the boy’s socked feet, tickling them, and sending shivers throughout Josh’s body. Daddy even sniffed each each sock.

“So much energy and anger in a naughty teenager. I like that, it makes me hard thinking about how I’ll discipline that out of you”

“LET GO OF MY FEET!’ Daddy mouthed the boy’s socked feet and with all of his might, Josh managed to kick Daddy in the face, hard enough to get free. Josh began to crawl on the floor, forgetting about gathering his sneakers, and just trying to make his way to the door of the room. Daddy laughed at the boy’s crawling. He was almost there, thought Josh. Just a few more feet and he could pull himself up to the door….wherever the hell he had been taken. For all Josh knew, they were miles away from anything he knew.

But Daddy grabbed the boy by the hair and held another chloroform rag to the boy’s mouth.

“MMHPMHM!” screamed Josh as the rag was pressed firmly to him. The smell quickly making him even more out of it.

“Shhh such wild struggling. Such a wild animal. It’s okay, Daddy’s gonna take good care of you” said Daddy as he petted Josh’s head. The boy made one final effort, his socked feet kicking in the air and then everything went dark…and Josh passed out again.

Daddy smiled at the boy and lifted Josh over his shoulder. He opened the door that Josh had been trying to crawl toward; revealing not an exit….but the entrance to the dungeon and carried the boy down into his new home.

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Daddy set the boy down on a bondage table and begin the process of getting the passed out boy properly ready for the dungeon. Daddy began by feeling/inspecting every inch of Josh. The boy’s white t shirt was ripped off, as well as his gold necklace. Josh spent days at the gym usually and while he had a thin build, it showed. His pecs and abs were firm and defined, the only hair on his chest being right around the nipples. Daddy leaned down and sucked both of Josh’s nipples, letting his tongue feel them. They tasted of beautiful sweat. He then wrapped an arm around the small of Josh’s back and kissed down the boy’s abs, burying his face in Josh’s gym shorts. Daddy grabbed the drawstring with his teeth and undid them, and then in one motion brought the boy’s legs together and slid them off. Josh now lay unconscious in just red boxers and white nike socks that went up the calf. The sight of this made Daddy rock hard. Daddy rolled Josh over onto his stomach, and ripped open the boy’s boxers, revealing a well defined bubble butt that had been formed through many gym squats. Daddy licked down the boy’s back and buried his face in Josh’s ass, smelling the ripeness and tonguing Josh’s tight hole. Daddy’s hands moved down Josh’s thighs, calfs, socked feet again. He flipped the boy back over, removed the rest of the boxers and took a look at Josh’s package. For nineteen, the boy was hung. A thick long cock with low hanging balls probably ready to burst with cum. Daddy knew right then that the boy would have to be hooked up to a milking machine for hours each day, to get as much of that beautiful teenage cum as possible. And to tire the bitch out. Daddy would drink him every day. Daddy spent some time sucking the boy, getting him hard and playing with the boy’s oversized balls. Then the boy was tied spread eagle, his limbs spread painfully wide by thick leather cuffs. Daddy descended on the boy and began dry humping him.

“Soon I’m gonna cum in every hole of yours and you won’t be able to do a thing, you bad boy” Daddy whispered in the boy’s ear before sticking his tongue in it.

He could’ve fucked the boy right here and now, but he wanted to wait for that. He wanted the boy awake for his first time with Daddy. So Daddy just settled on humping the brat, until he was moments from cumming in his jeans and pulled back. Despite the want to do everything to this bitch, Daddy had some restraint.

“Now that you’ve been inspected and had Daddy’s mouth, hands, body on you for a bit… We need to get you properly dressed and shaved. But I want you awake for that. Let’s give you Daddy’s special injection….”

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Josh’s eyes fluttered open, he was lying on his back staring at the ceiling in a basement? He tried to lift his head and found that he couldn’t. He tried to move any part of his body….and found to his horror that he was ….not only tied up spread eagle….but unable to move. He didn’t have to look down at himself to know that he was naked besides his socks. Josh panicked. This sick fuck had captured him, stripped him, tied him up and probably did who knows what to him while he was passed out! This old man had said that Josh was now going to be his sex slave! What the fuck?! No no no, this couldn’t be happening. This wasn’t happening. He’d find a way to stop this. The cops must be looking for him now, right? Someone was coming to save him, right? He was a strong straight boy, he wasn’t gonna be turned into some pet! But the reason Josh was really really panicking, his breathing heavy and his eyes darting about, was because he knew he was on his own. He had been such an asshole to so many people that they probably didn’t blink an eye when he disappeared. Oh that’s just Josh, he probably ran off again, they probably said. He was trapped. If he was going to get out of this, he’d have to do it. And right now, there seemed no way out.

“MHPPPMM!” cried Josh, his mouth unable to move.

“Ah he wakes. I know, I know…you can’t move or speak, right? Daddy gave you a special injection. You’ll be unable to control your body for a while, don’t worry it will wear off, but not before I get you ready. You see, we need to prepare you to look like a proper dungeon boy. Let’s begin, huh?”

“MHMPPP!”

“First, we need to make you smooth, no more hair. I think we’ll shave your chest, your arm pits, your pubic area and your balls”

Daddy took out some shaving cream and an electric razor, and began to shave the various parts of Josh’s body.

“Make you nice and boyish looking. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with the shaving. As a teen, I’m sure some of this has just grown in, but….I don’t want it on you. And I control how you look now. It’s all about what keeps me hard, boy”

Josh felt like crying, something he hadn’t experienced in years. As his body was made smooth in moments with the electric razor, he felt utterly helpless. He was a king in high school and now he could barely defend himself from this creep.

“I’d shave your hole too, but I kind of like some hair there. Ok, there we go. All done. See that wasn’t so bad? Very quick.” Daddy leaned over and licked Josh’s now bare arm pits and the boy shut his eyes in a cringe. He stared down at his privates, now looking weird to him - bare of pubic or ball hair. This wasn’t fair, he wanted to pull against his restraints, he wanted to struggle!

“MHPMMMP!”

“Scream all you like, no one will hear you. Now, another big rule of Daddy’s dungeon is that all boys must be in tighty whities. Your boxers offended me, boy. Disgusted me actually. From now, you will be dressed in only tighty whities and white socks. I’ll pick out a new pair every day”

Daddy undid the ankle restraints (leaving the leather cuffs on, but disconnecting them from the bondage table) and put the boy’s legs together. He took out a pair of calvin klein white briefs and slid them slowly up Josh’s legs, until they were on him. Daddy adjusted the crotch to his liking.

“There we go, you look so pretty. Do they feel nice and comfy?”

“MHMPPP!”

“I bet they do” said Daddy as he caressed Josh’s crotch through the briefs and petted the boy’s head at the same time. Daddy undid the boy’s wrist restraints from the bondage table, flipped Josh over and positioned him over Daddy’s lap.

“You’re gonna get your first spanking now and then we’ll continue on”

“MMMMMP!” Josh couldn’t believe this. Here he was, dressed and shaved to this man’s liking, with leather cuffs on him, and now he was helplessly draped over his lap like a child. If any of his friends from school saw this, Josh would be utterly humiliated. He was utterly humiliated right now though, even more than any school humiliation could do. A spanking? A fucking spanking?! Josh screamed through his closed mouth as much as he could, causing himself to drool a bit.

SPANK.

“BOYS MUST BE IN TIGHTY WHITIES AND WHITE SOCKS!”

SPANK.

“BOYS MUST BE IN TIGHTY WHITIES AND WHITE SOCKS!”

SPANK. SPANK. SPANK!

“BOYS MUST BE IN TIGHTY WHITIES AND WHITE SOCKS! YOU NAUGHTY BAD BAD BOY!” SPANK. SPANK. SPANK. SPANK. SPANK!

“MPHMMP!!! PLEAAAAASE!” Josh managed to push out that “please” out of utter desperation. His ass was on fire from the spanks. Daddy pulled down the briefs and looked at Josh’s ass, which was now bright red.

“Very nice. Maybe now you will learn your lesson. What do boys wear?”

“MPHMP TIGHTTWIFFOJSKK WHITES ANDOUGMM WHTIE SODCKHS” mumbled Josh.

“Good enough”

Josh was placed back on the bondage table, on his stomach and then the briefs were pulled slightly down.

“Now I know Josh that you are not a virgin. But I imagine you are a virgin in the ass, yes? Yes, you are. So Daddy is gonna open you up a bit. You see this?”

Josh’s eyes went wide as Daddy showed him a big butt plug.

“WWHATTT”

“It’s a butt plug, boy. Don’t worry, I’ll use a lot of lube”

Josh pulled all of his wits together and managed to start slightly wiggling his body back and forth, his cries loud. No don’t put that thing in me! Don’t put it in me, you fucker! Yo fuck you! But Daddy’s hands were soon lubing up the boy’s hole and then slowly, inch by inch, the butt plug was forced into Josh. Josh’s moans growing louder as it went in. Tears were streaming down the boy’s face.

“Awww it’s okay, that wasn’t too bad, right?” said Daddy licking up the boy’s tears from his face. “We’ll keep that in for a bit”

“PLEASEEEEMPHGP! TAKEITOHGMOUT!”

“No it stays in”

Daddy slipped the briefs back up.

“Now, because you are such a wild teen. I need something that is going to keep you nice and secure. So Daddy has chosen a nice leather straight jacket for you!”

Daddy flipped Josh over and slipped the boy’s arms into the straight jacket, he was then flipped over again to secure the arms, which for this particular jacket were tied in the back. Josh felt every buckle and strap, as Daddy pulled each tight, extremely tight, and then finished off each part with a small lock. There was no way that Josh would be able to get out of the straight jacket alone, not with a ton of tiny locks on it. Josh moaned in fury. He felt so vulnerable.

“There we go. Now let’s tie these ankles together again” Daddy took a piece of rope and tied the two ankle cuffs together tight, pulling Josh’s legs together once more. Josh was starting to feel his legs again and could now wiggle his toes in their socks.

“I have a final part of your outfit, but I want to wait till the injection wears off and you can talk. So why don’t you just lay here and Daddy will be back in a little bit”

Daddy left Josh on the bondage table. He made sure to wrap a chain around the boy’s ankle restraints, ensuring that even if the boy managed to roll off the table and hop around a bit….he wouldn’t go far. As for the fear that the boy might get up and grab something with his teeth to try to free himself….well Daddy knew how long it would be before the boy spoke again. He knew from experience, down to the minute, when that would happen. He’d be back before then….and besides -

“Here’s something to keep you in place for now” Daddy forced Josh’s head into a hood. “NONONO!!!” screamed Josh as the hood went on. “HMMMPPM LETT ME GO!!!!!”

Daddy shut off the light and left the room.

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“YO YOU SICK FAGGOT! LET ME GO!” screamed Josh into the hood. The control over his body was back finally, and Josh was thrashing back and forth on the bondage table. He was trying to push himself off the table to test how far the chain on his ankles went, but each movement reminded him painfully that a huge butt plug had been forced into his hole. He didn’t know how he would get the straight jacket off, especially considering the small locks on the straps behind his back, but he had successfully almost slid the hood off by brushing his face against the table.

“GET BACK DOWN HERE AND FACE ME, YOU BASTARD! YO DUDE I WILL FUCK YOU UP! FUCK YOU FOR DOING THIS TO ME! FUCK!”

The sound of leather creaking filled the space from the straight jacket and his ankle cuffs. His socked feet kicked against the table trying to dislodge the chain maybe. But in the back of his mind, Josh felt like all of this was futile. The man had him secured really well. Like really well. What was the last part of the uniform? Josh shook with terror at the thought of what was to come when Daddy returned. The boy screamed for Daddy to return so he could fight him, but deep down….Josh was scared. A feeling that he liked to instill in other people at high school, but almost never encountered in himself. And now, terror was filling his nineteen year old jock body from head to toe.

“I”M NOT YOUR PLAY THING!” screamed Josh. And at that, the door to the dungeon opened and the lights switched back on. Daddy returned and took the hood off, began caressing the struggling boy’s forehead. Josh spit at Daddy, even tried to bite him. But Daddy just slapped Josh hard enough to stun him for a moment.

“You are my play thing, Josh. I think I’ve made that clear. You ready for the next part of your uniform?”

Daddy held up an object and Josh freaked out.

“No, no please dude. Come on, fuck fuck. No. I’ll ….I’ll be good, ok? Fuck I’ll be a good boy. That’s what you want me to say, right?”

“I want you silenced. I don’t believe a word you say, straight boy. You need to be silenced until you can speak to Daddy with respect”

In Daddy’s hands was a muzzle, red around the mouth with black straps wrapping around the entire head to secure it. For some reason, more than the injection that had silenced him, the muzzle scared Josh even more.

“I can show respect. I can do anything. I’ll be good, please don’t do this!”

“How quickly he turns to begging….that won’t get you anything boy. Now open for the muzzle. This for your own good. You been such a naughty boy”

“No no please!”

“Shhh it’s okay. Daddy knows what’s best for you”

“Please!!!”

Daddy flipped Josh on his back, straddled the boy and held Josh’s nose until Josh had to gasp for air. Then Daddy forced the muzzle into Josh’s mouth and began tightening each strap along Josh’s head, securing each one with a small lock….just as he had done with the straight jacket.

“The more you struggle, the tighter I’ll secure it. In fact, that’s what I’m gonna do. Tie it nice and tight because you’re fighting. Good boys accept what their Daddy gives them”

Josh did stop fighting. In fact, all fight seemed to go out of him once the muzzle was fully in place. It felt like the final thing to be taken away him, his speech. He couldn’t move his limbs to fight this man and now he couldn’t use his voice either. He had gone through that with the injection, but that was temporary. Now he was fully restrained and he expected he’d be kept this way for a long time to come.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take it out for meals and when I’m feeding you cock. But every other moment, you will be gagged. Either with this muzzle or another gag. That’s my next rule of Daddy’s dungeon, all boys MUST be gagged. You look so beautiful muzzled”

Josh was crying again, tears coming down onto the leather of the muzzle.

“Aww I know sweetheart. The first day in the dungeon is the toughest. I know, let’s get you milked. Your teenage balls must be aching for a release and that will get rid of some of this restless energy”

Milked? What the fuck did that mean?! Just another new horror in this endless new life of horror for this young straight boy. He didn’t deserve this, thought Josh. Even after all the shitty bully things that he had pulled, he didn’t deserve to become a mindless sex slave. Would he ever get out of this? He had only just turned nineteen…..this could go on for years….

Daddy undid the chain around Josh’s ankle restraints and lifted the boy over his shoulder. He then placed him down in a large chair, strapping down the boy’s ankles, legs, chest and forehead into it. Daddy then pulled a cock pump that was attached to a large hose down from the ceiling. He reached into the fly of Josh’s briefs and pulled out his cock, placing it into the pump. The pump immediately suctioned around Josh’s cock.

“What is this?! WHAT THIS IS FUCKING THING?!” screamed Josh through the muzzle.

“It’s gonna make you cum over and over again, Josh. Your cum belongs to me now and I will have it whenever I want. Whether you like it or not”

Daddy picked up a remote, flicked a switch, and immediately the pump roared to life - jerking Josh’s cock up and down with intense speed and surrounded his cock with a warm sensation. Josh found himself unable to resist and was almost instantly rock hard. He was suddenly moaning in pleasure through the muzzle. He couldn’t help it, it felt better than the best pussy he had ever had. And for some reason, the butt plug in his ass was making it more pleasurable. “That’s it boy, give into it. Cum for Daddy, boy. Cum for Daddy”

“AHHHH! FUCK I’M GONNA CUM!” screamed Josh through the muzzle. His cock let out a huge load into the pump and Daddy watched as the liquid made its way through the hose and deposited into a jar on a nearby shelf.

“Aww boy, come on now. You’re still a teenager, your body is so horny at every moment. You can do better than that”

Daddy flicked the pump on again and Josh was jerked for a second time. To the boy’s surprise, he came again in moments, filling more cum into the jar.

“Once more” smiled Daddy. Josh shook his head violently. No please, he couldn’t. His body couldn’t possibly cum three times in a row so soon. He needed a break. Sure he had cum multiple times in a day, but this was forcing him to cum several times within minutes! But Daddy refused to hear “no’ and started the pump up again.

In total, Daddy made the boy cum four times. He then took up the jar and drank up the cum in front of Josh. Josh looked on in disgust.

“Hmmm so yummy, Josh.”

Josh leaned back in the chair, exhausted as Daddy finally took the pump off. Despite fighting to stay awake, Josh suddenly fell into a deep sleep. Hoping, beyond all reality, that he’d wake up to find that this had just been a horrible dream.

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“Wake up, slut!”

WHIP!

Josh’s back suddenly filled with pain. He was now standing up. The straight jacket gone. His wrists still in leather cuffs, now attached to chains in the ceiling, and pulling his body up onto his tip toes. He was still dressed in white briefs and his white socks. His white socked feet barely brushing against the floor as Josh struggled to keep himself on tip toe. His legs were spread wide by a metal spreader bar. The muzzle still kept him gagged, as Daddy slammed a whip against the boy’s bare back, causing the boy to cry out as he woke up.

“I’m gonna give the slut just what he deserves. We need to continually break you down boy and then reform you into a good sex toy. The breaking down means one thing….pain”

WHIP!

The whip seared across Josh’s back again, causing the boy to rear up further on his toes. His balance going all over the place. He screamed into his muzzle.

“Why are you doing this to me?!” Josh had yet to get an answer to that question since his capture.

“Because you deserve it, boy. Say it with me now “I’ve been a bad boy and I deserve to be punished”

WHIP!

“I’ve….been a bad boy….and I deserve to be punished”

“I can’t hear you through that muzzle, I want to hear you loud and clear. Say it again!”

WHIP!

“AHHH I’VE BEEN A BAD BOY AND I DESERVE TO BE PUNISHED!”

“Much better”

WHIP!

“It hurts!!”

“I know boy, I know. Shhh”

WHIP!

“I want you to say “I want to be a good boy for Daddy” “I WANT TO BE A GOOD BOY FOR DADDY” Josh shouted through the muzzle. Daddy came up behind Josh and in one motion, pulled out the butt plug inside the boy, pulled down the briefs low enough and mounted Josh. Josh gasped into the muzzle. This man was fucking him! This man’s cock was inside him! Daddy’s hands grabbed the boy’s hips and began thrusting inside Josh. Josh cried out, the man’s thickness filling up his hole. It was both extremely painful and he had to admit…..pleasurable? He found himself moaning in pain and ecstasy, the same way that he had when the cock pump was working him. What was happening to him? Just a little while ago, he would’ve never thought anything but pussy could give him pleasure. Now this man’s cock, his captor, was suddenly making him….feel things? It was utterly confusing. Daddy kissed the boy’s neck, even biting into Josh’s shoulder as he started to thrust faster.

“You little whore, you fucking teenage straight jock. You slut! You’ve teased Daddy and men for the last time. This is your purpose, being my cum dump. This is your sole purpose in life. Forget about everything else. I’m never letting you go. God, I love your body. It feels so fucking good on my cock. Say you love Daddy’s cock! Say it or I’ll whip you again!”

“I LOVE DADDY’S COCK!” said Josh, out of sheer fear of the whip and also….some sexual joy?

“That’s my good boy. That’s my good slut. You like that thick cock inside you, don’t you? Admit it straight boy, you’re already becoming what you were meant to be. I’m gonna fuck that bully attitude out of you. You’re no longer gonna be a tough straight boy, that life is gone”

Daddy squeezed Josh’s nipples as his cock seemed to get harder inside Josh. And in one big thrust, Daddy came deep inside the boy, letting out a large moan into the boy’s ear. Josh’s legs were shaking from the sheer force of the fucking, his body filled with sweat. His back still roaring with pain from the whip, as Daddy licked his way down it and sucked the cum out of Josh’s hole.

“I’m gonna keep you like this and call some friends over. They’re gonna fuck you hard all night long, straight boy. Your place will become very clear tonight”

Josh moaned into his gag. Whimpering. Daddy walked around front and kissed the boy on the front of the muzzle.

“Daddy loves you Josh. Daddy loves you”

Daddy then kneeled down and began sucking Josh off. Something snapped in Josh then, this realization that his body was now the only thing that mattered. Not his mind or his voice or his autonomy (which was gone). His body was the only thing that mattered, for he was now transformed into a man’s play thing. An old man in his sixties had just cum inside him and was now sucking him off. He was being kept gagged and tied up at all times. Nothing was his own anymore. Nothing. For a teen it was a stunning reversal of life. But what other choice was there but to submit…..he wasn’t going anywhere. And for the firs time since capture, he truly accepted that. Eventually Daddy’s tongue made Josh cum deep in Daddy’s warm mouth, Josh crying out as he let out a big load.

Later on as Daddy led a bunch of older men into the dungeon as promised, Josh still strung up by his wrists, the boy listened as Daddy talked him up to these men.

“Gentlemen, I’d like to introduce you to my new boy Josh. He just turned nineteen. He has a beautiful athletic body. He loves cock inside him. As you can see, his bubble butt is perfect for fucking. He has beautiful thighs and calfs. His feet look great in socks, I highly suggest tickling his feet too. His thick cock tastes wonderful. And his moans through his gag are sexy as fuck. Who wants to fuck my new boy first?”

There was roar from the crowd and all of the men raised their hands. Josh watched helplessly as Daddy chose the first of men to fuck Josh for the night.

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Total No-Limits Slave Contract

Of my own free will and out of a desire to express my love and devotion to the man I love and adore, I offer myself in slavery to my Master for life, beginning on __________

I will devote myself completely and totally to the pleasure and desires of my Master, without hesitation or consideration of myself or others.

General Provisions

The slave agrees to obey its Master in all respects. Its mind, body, heart and time belong to Him.

The slave shall keep its body available for the use of its Master at all times. In addition, the slave agrees that its Master possesses the right to determine whether others can use its body and what use they may put it to. The slave shall demonstrate its acceptance of its role of service and availability at all times while at home and at other times and places specified by its Master.

The slave will answer any questions put to it honestly and directly, and will volunteer any information its Master should know about its physical or emotional condition. While its Master expects His slave to speak honestly and forth rightly about anything that bothers it, the slave is not to interpret that as permission to whine or complain. It will phrase its concerns politely and respectfully, and then gracefully accept its Master’s judgment in these matters without further complaint.

The slave will always speak of its Master in terms of love and respect. It will address him at all times as either “Master” or “Sir” (see Public Rules of Conduct).

The slave agrees that severe punishment may be assessed for any infraction of the letter or spirit of the contract, and will accept the correction gratefully. The form and extent of the punishment shall be at the Master’s pleasure, and the Master shall make it clear to the slave that she is being punished when punishment occurs. The Master may endeavor not inflict physical harm upon the slave that might require the attention of anyone outside the relationship.

As the sole owner of the slave’s physical body, The master has the right to modify the slave’s body or appearance in any way, including but not limited to, multiple piercings, tattoos, scarification, implants and branding, and even amputation. Slave will not be informed in advance which modification is to take place. All modifications will be done without anesthetic. The slave shall have no right to refuse any such modifications and will offer its skin and body parts willingly and gratefully for transformation.

The slave enjoys the right to cry, scream or beg, but accepts the fact that these heartfelt expressions will not affect its treatment. Further, it accepts that if its Master tires of its noise, he may gag it or take other actions to silence it.

The slave is permitted to engage in any and all activities not actively forbidden by the contract or by later edict of the Master. All rights and privileges not otherwise noted in this contract belong to the Master, and He may exercise them as He chooses.

Private Rules of Conduct

On days when its Master is at work, the slave will greet Him wearing its collar, wrist restraints, and a shirt belonging to its Master. It will wear no underclothes in His presence unless given permission. On days when the Master is home, the slave will wear whatever is deemed appropriate by its Master. When in the same room as its Master, the slave will ask permission before leaving the room, explain where it is going, and why. At mealtimes, the slave will serve its Master, and sit at His feet while He eats. Food for the slave will be given by the Master at His discretion. When speaking to its Master or being spoken to by Him, the slave will assume a demeanor of alert attention and will meet its Master’s eyes directly, unless instructed to do otherwise.

The slave will serve as a waste receptacle for its master. The slave agrees to accept and consume any food or beverage waste the Master chooses to discard.

The slave accepts all health risks related to second-hand cigarette smoke. The slave will at all times allow its master to use its mouth as an ashtray. Fully trained, the slave will pay attention to the growing ash at the burning end of the cigarette, before requesting that its master feed it to the slave. The Master should never have to ask the slave to open its mouth to receive ashes and butts, except in the early stages of training. The master may, at his sole discretion, be kind enough to extinguish smoking materials before discarding them in the slave’s mouth. The slave, however, accepts that the Master may want to take amusement or pleasure in the pain inflicted by extinguishing cigarettes in its mouth. The slave accepts that the Master reserves the right, for His own entertainment and amusement, to place cigarette ashes and butts into food or beverage to be consumed by the slave. The slave will also consume and ingest its master’s urine and feces when required to do so.

The Master may require the slave to do household chores. The slave shall complete such chores in a manner satisfactory to the Master, without reservation, without regard to comfort, and without expectation of payment.

Public Rules of Conduct

The slave will conduct itself at all times in such a manner as to not call attention to Master and slave. It will call its Master by His name only if the use of “Master” is inappropriate. The slave will defer to its Master in public. The slave may dress itself, but must seek approval of any clothing it wishes to wear in public.

Full Consent Statement of Slave

I, _______________ accept that I shall be placed in and kept under strict discipline without time limit.

I, _______________ accept any form of punishment meted out to me while under discipline.

I, _______________ accept any form of restraint without time limit.

I, _______________ accept any form of chastisement, administered in any way with any instrument.

I, _______________ accept actual imprisonment, including additional physical restraints which may be necessary to use on my body during such imprisonment, and without limit of time.

I, _______________ accept that all sex with my Master is consensual at all times. I accept sexual use and abuse of my body while under discipline for any purpose.

I, _______________ accept that the various forms of torment to which I am to be subjected may cause suffering to an acute level. I further acknowledge that my Master may use my body or mind in any manner He wishes. I wish it to be known through this document I fully consent to any such suffering and that it may be prolonged, and under no circumstances do I wish to know any release date on my training program. I also accept that the application of suffering and torment is not required to be part of any training or discipline program, but may be inflicted by my Master solely for His own entertainment and pleasure.

I, _______________ accept that I will be made to eat and consume food waste, cigarette ashes, cigarette butts, urine, and feces.

I, _______________ accept that there are health risks to this arrangement, including but not limited to, exposure to second-hand cigarette smoke, permanent injury due to prolonged restraint and torment, and illness, possibly fatal, from the consumption of human waste.

I, _______________ accept that I am subject to the absolute rule of the Master and those to whom he delegates that rule.

I, _______________ accept that half of my role as a slave is to accept all discipline and suffering inflicted on me by my master and the other half of my role is to actively arouse His sadistic desire to inflict suffering on me. To this end, subtle rebellion is therefore expected of me, and lack of it taken to the point of docility is likely to terminate this contract.

I, _______________ accept that no form of disobedience will be tolerated when in the company of my Master, other Masters or slaves and that I must conduct myself precisely as instructed on each specific occasion.

I, _______________ accept that I remain under the disciplinary code imposed by this contract at all times and I am bound by its terms and conditions in all situations, whether closely supervised or not.

I, _______________ accept that any plans I have made for my future are hereby surrendered. My master has the sole power to determine my purpose and fate.

I, _______________ accept that nothing in this contract implies there shall be a safe word or limits, hard or soft. These will be at the sole discretion of my master, who may or may not choose to implement them.

I _________________________, do set my signature to this document of my own free will, thus becoming the property of ___________________________, in full understanding that I will be used for any sexual, disciplinary, amusement, or labor purpose, and that I will be subjected to acute torment and suffering, limited solely by my Master’s imagination and desired level of entertainment.

SIGNED: _____________________________________ slave

SIGNED: _____________________________________ Master

PASSWORD: _________________ ACCEPTED [ ] REFUSED [ ]

Final Signature of Owner ________________________________________

Date ____________________

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Life of A Drone:

A subject enters the last phase of the transformation process, tended by a corporate drone. Physical changes have been applied, mental conditioning embedded within its pliant mind; all that remains is to trigger the final stage.

An forced orgasm will crash over its conscious mind and drown whatever meager resistance remains. The intensity of the sensation leaving behind a constant state of arousal which can only be satisfied through obedience.

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I already knew today was going to be a rough day, but FUCK i had no idea. I got to the hotel yesterday before the big event weekend kicked off. I like to take a little downtime before the chaos starts so that I can settle in, unpack, get my bearings, and ease myself into the weekend. We had talked about this a little bit ahead of time, but not all the details. If we had I’m not sure if I would have asked to change anything or not.

He gets to my hotel room at Noon and comes right in, already having a key ahead of time in case he needs it later when i was shall we say incapacitated. He doesn’t miss any time at all and slams me into the wall shoving his tongue down my throat as I groan in excitement. His other hand starts slowly digging into and kneading my chest muscles that are already sore from the workout routine that week. He always knows exactly how to flip my switch and push me into high gear without any ramp up. I’m melting into him like putty and he knows it. Just as quickly as he started, he releases me steps back and stares at me. I see that his eyes are that cold icy glare that means I’m really in trouble. He has one goal in mind and that is to have fun by making me miserable. My cock throbs from it.

He orders me on my hands and knees on the bed and he steps behind me and begins inspecting my hole. Starting with one finger, then two, then three. Inserting the lubed fingers and worming around while I groan like a bitch in heat. The more he worked my ass the hornier I got. I started backing up and groaning until his other hand punched me underhand in the balls.

He picked up the XL long and thick butt plug that was already lubed up and starts sliding it into my ass. My ass starts to protest and resist, but steady pressure starts to win.

“Good boy” is all I hear and that’s all my brain needs to release the resistance, and I feel the plug slide home.

“FUCKING HELL” I growl through gritted teeth.

“Yeah, get those words out now, you won’t be able to very soon.” He says with that grin on his face as he stands me up. He holds open the front of the prelubed black rubber catsuit and I slide one and then two legs inside. Feeling the rubber encase my muscled calves and quads and then sliding over my hips. He steps behind me and helps guide my arms into the sleeves. As he pulls the zippers up the front it pulls the ass even tighter shoving that giant monster deeper into my ass. My cock is rock hard in the front of the catsuit, and he maneuvers the extra zippers so they are right over my crotch. My lizard brain takes over and my hips press forward trying to get the slightest bit of attention to my aching cock, but he has other plans and immediately moves his hands to start the next stage. Picking up the thigh high rubber wader boots he helps guide my legs into them, and then coming down to the floor he adds a locking ankle restraint around each, and adds a small padlock to both. Now the waders won’t be able to come off without a key…. something tells me those will be there a while.

“Don’t worry, I left them just loose enough so that your feet wont feel left out later, but tight enough that they are stuck. Now for the rest.”

Next he grabs the rubber fist mitts and guides one onto each of my hands holding them in a tight useless ball. Then comes the locking wrist restraints for each wrist now successfully holding the fist mitts in place once the padlocks close.

Fuck me – that’s four padlocks now….

Coming in front of me he adds a steel cable collar around my neck and as he padlocks it closed he runs the lock through the top zipper holding the catsuit closed.

That’s five…

“How’s that feeling toy?” He asks as he gently presses on the back of my ass causing the plug to invade deeper.

“UGGGHHHHUUUUU – Feels amazing SIR- it wants to be your toy for you to enjoy! I’d stay this way ALL day if you wanted SIR!” I respond, mustering all my strength not to collapse in a puddle from the pleasure in my hole.

Without missing a beat the urinal hood with built in gag is next. He slides the gag home which now holds my mouth permanently open, and works the THICK rubber over my head and then pulls the zipper down the back. This thick rubber hood encloses my head completely. Dark tinted lenses cover the eyes severely reducing my ability to see out or anyone’s ability to see in. The thick rubber trough on the front of the hood makes a perfect place for piss or any other liquids to be poured in, and the gag holds the pigs mouth open wide to receive. I hear the distinctive CLICK from behind me as the SIXTH lock is closed.

“MMMPPPHHHHHHPPPHHHHH” – I gurgle into the gag realizing just then what my very last words had been…

“I warned you that you wouldn’t be able to speak soon…. Did I not?” He says with a sneer.

Kneeling down in front of me he opens the suits extra zippers that are holding my cock back and i think for one glimmering moment he’s going to finally pay some attention to my dick, but looking down I see the rubber glove on his hand and I get nervous…. That never ends well…. What’s going on my dick that he doesn’t want on his hands…. He slowly strokes my cock with the handful of cream and i start groaning in pleasure through the gag. Slowly I start to feel less and less of the stroking so I figure he stopped as suddenly as he started…. I look down and he is still stroking my cock but i can’t feel a damn thing.

“MPHPHPHPPPPPPHHMMPP?!?!?!?!” Is the best i can get out

“Ohhh…. You really didn’t think that this was about you or your cock did you? It will be several hours before that numbing cream wears off. Until then you wont feel a damn thing.” He reaches down and works a condom catheter over my hard cock, puts my cock back into my suit leaving only the tube from the catheter exposed

*CLICK* – Padlock seven closes on the suits’ zippers now locking my numb cock inside my suit.

“I don’t want you making a mess while we are out.” He says as he takes the catheter tube and tapes it in place into the trough of the urinal hood.

He pushes me down onto my knees in front of him and pulls his cock out of his sweaty jockstrap and puts his thick meaty cock in front of my face aimed at the trough and let’s loose a strong stream of coffee piss. I struggle to choke it down knowing that he isn’t going to slow down. Clearing his throat he spits into the trough as the last of the piss flushes down the drain.

“Now lets make this day a little more fun. In case you haven’t noticed, you’re stuck and not getting out of any of this on your own. Time to leave a little bit of your fate to chance. I’m going to roll three dice, the number that shows up will be the minimum duration of your sentence in this suit as a public urinal.”

“MMPPPHHHHPPPPPP” I Grunt and try to tell him i can’t go out like this.

He pulls out three dice and shows them to me, standard 6-sided dice. He shakes them in his hand and then rolls them on the floor in front of me and laughs. I look down and see a 4, 5, and 3.

“Wow…. 12 eh? This will be interesting for sure. Looks like you’re not quiet ready yet though.” He says standing me up, and swiftly locking chains to the wrist and ankle restraints. This quickly take the number of padlocks to 11…

He steps behind me and presses hard and rhythmically on the giant plug in my asshole making me groan into the gag.

No… no no no he won’t….

“I’ll bet that’s already feeling pretty rough in there isn’t it pig?” He says so cold that it sends a shiver through me…. I feel and hear the 12th padlock going thru the suit’s rear zipper locking mechanism and feeling him click it closed. “Don’t worry, that’s not going anywhere.”

“MMMPPPPHHHHHHPPPHHHHHH”. I CAN’T HAVE THIS IN ME ALL DAY

“12 locks….” he says as he holds a hand full of keys in front of my face. He picks up the time safe and tosses the handful of keys in and spins the time mechanism to 12:00 hrs and presses the button. “12 hours… I’m going to enjoy this.”

I hear the locking mechanism of the time safe seal the keys inside and I start grunting for dear life into the gag.

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