Fetish + BDSM Fiction

By Eckie He approached me on the personals site. We chatted a while and I was intrigued by his pictures, a prison, or dungeon cell of sorts. Heavy chained boys in it displayed. He told me he ran this facility far from everything, an old actual prison, people coming around to spend time in prison like displayed in the pictures. It was not necessarily making him rich but paid the bills and was fun for him to do. I definitely fancied those heavy chains, the inevitable situation of not being able to leave or get out as one wants or when one wants, but I told him I was not in a position to pay for such a holiday. Having lost my job, I barely made it through the month, had to give up my house and lived in a small cheap room with very little options to afford much at all. We did chat a while more, at least in my fantasy and by chat I could have some of that fun he showed on his profile (or the many other profiles I looked through). One day then suddenly he came with an offer. If I wanted, sin...

From: depravpig Subject: Pigs' New Year's Eve Ahmed: TOP saiid: Ahmed's sub nothing and gimp (it): Ahmed's pigs On New Year's Eve morning, both pigs were sent to the barber for a full body shave, cropped hair with mohawk. When back in the garage the pigs were soaked in stale piss and sealed in the thick rubber suits, heavy weights on the pigs' ball, destroyed rangers and track suits for the journey to Lyon. The pigs had to stand by the toilets. Once at the club, two of the barmen put a basic rubber hood over the pigs' head and put them to work with five other hooded pigs stocking the bar, moving tables and seats, moving the standing cage, etc... Then they got the pigs ready. The pigs were told to strip from their clothes, all in rubber one piece. They replaced the basic hood with thick open face hoods and industrial gloves. it saw that the other pigs were similarly shaved and from the stink similarly piss soaked, ranging from early twenties to fifties SIR. T...