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@servaceiskey
First-class service, delivered with unwavering obedience. Your comfort comes first. My role is simply to serve. ⛓😈🔒
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2025 #50V: A quick tour of Pup_Bodhi in a silicone sleepsack and hood.
I wish to sleep in that every night
“I’m looking for a new pair of trunks” Riley said as he walked into the surf shop.
“Oh, I think I can arrange that” said the magical (not that Riley knew that) clerk.
He handed Riley a pair of magically infused black shorts, and shortly after he came out of the dressing room, Riley was unable to move his legs.
“What’s happening?!”
The clerk just smiled. “You’re so hot, you have to stay a while, even forever. I’m turning you into a mannequin. You’ll get horny soon, and you’ll cum but it’ll be sealed in a dildo that’ll vibrate in orgasm for ever.
I’ll take that and your head into my back room and keep you displayed there for my pleasure, while your body can be the envy of every beach bum who comes in!”
Riley protested until his dick started spurting cum and he started moaning, only thinking about how he was cumming.
The process quickly worked up his body, his face freezing as a cumming man.
His owner twisted his head and popped it off, fishing out his dildo and giving it a few rubs. Riley was set up on his display case, not a thought in his head except how amazing he feels.
***2 hours later***
“Hey man, I know this is a bit weird, but I tracked my friends phone here. He was supposed to meet me but he never picked up. Can you help me find him?” Clay said, a bit concerned that he couldn’t get ahold of Riley. It was so unlike his friend to skip out on plans.
The clerk knew he had to act fast. He said he had his friends phone in the back and he’d meet him there.
While Clay walked in the back, the clerk locked his door and went to work his magic.
He used his powers to hypnotize Clay temporarily. He made his new mannequin take his shirt off and put on the magical shorts before walking out to the front.
The clerk undid the hypnosis, knowing he was in no danger of Clay escaping.
“I’m sure you’re probably concerned what’s happening. You’re turning into a mannequin, just like your friend did earlier. You found him, he’s right there, enjoying his eternal orgasm and soon you’ll get to too!”
The clerk explained as Clay started to get horny, cursing his situation before moaning, cumming, and joining Riley in eternal orgasm while his hot body got to be displayed forever.
This is your mind now.
(Fiction) Volunteering for his party, sure, he always made that interesting in the past, so i looked forward. After arriving in the early afternoon, he tied me, gagged me, chastized and anal hooked, i was helpless like hell on my fours, i loved it.
Then he told me that i'll be the server and bottle tool tonight all night long, it was still a few hours until guests arrived, but i would have to train walking safely. He made me test walk around with that tray on my feet, it took quite some time before i finally got a grip on moving without droping that tray and everything on it, i was exhausted, but i was sort of ok… until i dropped the test glass again and he told me:
'Any dropped glass or bottle means 5 with the cane and a week staying locked in that tiny chastity device.' I ended up with 120 cane strokes, I will not be sitting comfortably for weeks, but moreover, i stay locked for the next 6 months also.
That'll teach me to think twice next time volunteering…
Leash Laws!
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fucking hot!… I’ve reblogged this one or a variation of this one several times.. but it is fucking hot.. instant hard on! would love to be that slave and be treated just that way… I can just imagine the sound and feel of that chain.
Trouble with the boss
Summer is almost here, and with it comes a fresh batch of interns, one or two of whom might mysteriously disappear. Oh well....these things happen. 🔥😈😉
You're still struggling while hog-tied
Yeah, I remember what you said. Me and the boys got a big laugh out of it, too. Hate to be the one to break it to you, Kid, but sexual preferences aren’t really an option for you any more. From now on, you’ll cum when we want you to cum, which won’t be often, and your fucking preferences won’t mean squat. Now sit tight while I bring the truck around. Hope you didn’t drink a lot of coffee this morning. It’s a long drive to the ranch.
Franklin County Historic Jail
I had the opportunity to spend 11 of my 15 nights at the Franklin County Historic Jail in Cell #3. The Franklin County Historic Jail was the first jaii;/prison to use a lever system to unlock and lock multiple cells at the same time. The jail is in Hampton, Iowa and is run by Mark/Bind. Further information can be found at https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/17667819 for an AirBnB stay and at http://www.hamptonjail.com/ for a role play stay.
The door to cell #3 showing the lever lock and a simple padlock. Yes, both locks were used to keep me in all 11 nights.
The interior door inside cell #3. This door was also locked. It has a traditional jail cell lock. My arms were not long enough to reach the outside cell door.
No plumbing. In he lower left you cab see a bucket for the toilet. The mattress is not very thick.
The key/lock for the internal door in cell #3.
The toilet (no privacy) inside the cell block. None of the cells have any plumbing.
The inside of cell #3. It is about 6′6″ by 6′6″ by 5′.
A picture taken from inside the cell with the inside door closed but the outside cell door open,
Inside the cell block. The outside door to cell #3 is back by the toilet. In the foreground to the left is the lever lock mechanism for cell #2. The key to the internal cell #3 door is on the table.
The lever for unlocking the three cells. Note that the lever can be locked. The box containing the lever can be locked. At the bottom of the picture is one of the two bolts for the cell block door. Both can be padlocked.
I’m really looking forward to being locked up in Cell #3 at the FCJ.
What an obedient boy you've become. You can barely control your own load 🔥😈