Jake Everest has heard rumors at the office that the state has officially started sending out the Male Classification & Service letters, or, the fag-post, ordering the men who has been classified as FAGGOTS by the state to resign their jobs and report for duty. When he finds a letter from the state seeking him he gets nervous about his own results.
Henry goes through the motions, getting used to living as a caged jock. Practice tugs at his nerves in a different way now. What if his teammates find out about his secret? But when he is back at Oakfield House, his new position feels natural, though frustrating.
James has spent months in the background interacting with Kevin, a submissive craving ownership. Now, bound and hooded, Kevin is at James’ mercy. Will he become the object he’s begged to be?
18-year-old Cassius, Shy Piano Protégé, is abandoned with his young, hot, gorgeous uncle and his apple orchard farm. His parents go on a year-long sabbatical in Europe. A transformation reveals that Cassius is not just a nerdy Twink but also a hot, gorgeous young man. They cum out in the Orchard, clean up with cum and piss exploding.
Kevin, trapped in a leather sleepsack, spirals into fantasies of permanent submission to James, who interrupts his dark reverie, demanding to know his deepest desires.
Henry is taken to the living room and is shown off to everyone. His caged cock strains against its prison. His mind wants to fight his need for cock, but his body doesn't. Everyone knows he is meant to submit, and everyone is here to help him do it.
Tommy’s new life has actually begun. He and his 3 Masters go on a shopping spree to make sure he has everything that he needs for his new life. He will pay for it, gratefully.
The day has come, and the balance of power shifts at Oakfield House. Will Henry be locked? Or will he be allowed to enjoy another month of pleasure, or will he have to endure denial?
A chance encounter at the Dr.'s leads a 52-year-old martial artist named Kyle to train a virgin 19-year-old Goth femboy Ninja wanna be named Wyatt in the anal pleasure arts.
I'm Blake, a mid-30's, high powered lawyer who's been tamed and caged by my younger co-worker, Sean. He's been teaching me how to be the slave I never knew I could be. In the midst of it all, something has been blooming between us that I never expected, something stronger than lust: trust, and I think I'm falling for him. But does he feel the same?
Henry is shown how the locked boy of the month is treated, cared for, and used. Seeing Charles get bred by the guys makes him reconsider his decision to stay at Oakfield House.
Rodney is one of my regular fuck buddies. I went over to his place to service him last Friday night. We smoked a little dope and had fantastic, popper-fueled sex.
A single glance upward costs more than the strikes that follow. Bent and displayed, he learns shame can be extracted by name — and anger, spoken under another man's grip, no longer belongs to him. A clinical hand fits a cage, a clipboard reclassifies his body into a track he never chose. The arithmetic from his mother's kitchen table has been cross
Father Damian, as promised, comes to the secluded, sexy, romantic cabin for the first time, boy-on-boy sex with 18-year-old Altar Boy Michael. A roaring fire, dimmed light, perfect country blues music and a Twink determined to get fucked and fuck a priest that has saved it all for 20+ years!
A morning inspection turns surgical. The field slave earns his first correction — and his first unprompted act of worship. A veteran blacksmith is plugged, sealed, and sent to market. Over breakfast, two owners decide a man's future in six sentences: cage, training, fields. The collar tightens. The kiss still burns.
On Handleman Farms, technician slaves maintain the facilities and oversee the daily routine of the farm’s “bulls,” enslaved men bred for semen production. As the bulls endure the milking regimen, tensions simmer, especially with rebellious newcomer Val, while veteran Titan struggles with memories of the life and family it lost.
S’s loyalty to his Masters is tested after he fails to fulfill his duties. Will his punishment scare him away or will he fall even deeper into submission
He woke up to the familiar tug of the metal ring behind his balls. The cage had become part of his morning routine now — the first sensation before he even opened his eyes.
No name. No memory. A body built to serve. The rich kid with the expensive car says he has answers … but first, he has orders. [Note: can be read stand-alone.]
S accepted his partners proposal and now he his their property. An obedient full time sub they can dominate, train, control, own, and humiliate whenever they want. S training continues every day as they condition him into the perfect obedient servant to his new masters.
Three years after surrendering his release to his Keyholder, Josh receives the ultimate wedding gift. On their long-awaited wedding night, Caine pushes his caged husband beyond anything he has ever known, a mind-shattering orgasm that proves devotion and domination can collide in one unforgettable climax.
It has become evidently clear to his boyfriend Simon and Jeremiah, that S is close to a breaking point. They both have a proposal that will make them all happy, the only question is- will S accept?
Josh kneels before the Keyholders Club to take the Oath of Chastity, surrendering his pleasure to his Master, Caine. When the cage finally locks, the ritual is only beginning. Before the watching brotherhood, Caine claims him in a raw public consecration that pushes Josh past every limit—and seals his place in the Club forever.
Caged at the Chapel: Josh’s Trial -Josh enters the Chapel for the Caging Ceremony—leather, BDSM ritual, Master/slave power exchange, denial, chastity, and ritualized bukkake. As he submits before the brotherhood, faith, pain, and devotion collide. The story barrels toward climax as Josh kneels, begs, and proves his worth to Caine, his Keyholder.
he bruises were hidden under the tank for now dark purple halos around his nipples, skin tender and swollen from last night's clamps and sucking. Every time the fabric brushed them he winced, but the pain was duller now, more of a constant throb that made his caged cock twitch with every step.
Toe's body learns a new function: milking Mugroot sap with his hole under Grip's strict instruction. Obedience becomes skill. Skill becomes pride. Pride makes him greedy. The overdose strips control, and the farm's crude remedy — a stranger's hands, a rubber cock, restraints — rewires pleasure into dependency. By nightfall, Grip claims what the pla
Mohit’s eyes were glassy, unfocused, the sedative still heavy in his veins. His lips parted on shallow breaths; a faint sheen of sweat and spit coated his chin from where he’d licked Vikram’s fingers clean earlier. The taste of his own release lingered thick on his tongue salty, bitter, humiliating in a way that sober Mohit would have recoiled from
I got home late that evening and my roommate was already in bed. I fell onto my bed exhausted. But reached down and felt my caged cock. Disappointed that I couldn’t pleasure myself, I reached between my legs and felt my hole.