Author: CaligulaSpoke

I made my way down the dark and decrepit street, terrified that someone would stop me and pull me into an alley. My large, muscular arms were wrapped around my chest, trying to keep myself slightly warm. I passed by packed bars fully of guys drinking too much than they could handle and yelling at the televisions. I hoped that none of them could see me. Walking in these shorts were humiliating, since my ass cheeks pretty much hanged out.

Eventually I made it to the tattoo parlor, rushing in and closing the door behind. Although open for business, there was only one man inside. He was a tall and hefty ginger with a shaved head and a long, thick beard.

“So, you’re the jock, huh? The limp dick poser who’s going to be my canvas,” he said as he looked me up and down.

“Y… yes sir,” I said meekly.

“Good,” he grinned. “Sit your ass down in a chair and get comfortable.”

I walked over to one of the chairs, trying to calm myself down in this hazardous environment. “So… what… what ideas do you have in mind,” I asked him as he sat by my side. Read more »

I could hear him chuckle on the other side of the phone, his warm voice entering into my ear and mocking me without even uttering a word. “Good girl. You’ve learned to address me properly. Tell Daddy how it felt. And be very honest.”

I turned my head away from the camera, sighing to prepare myself for what I was going to say. “Yes Daddy. It… it felt awful. I had to… to touch myself while that creep used my mouth. I had to… I had to eat his cum. I… I came while he assaulted me.”

“And what else did you have to do, pussy boi?”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked down at my crotch. While the cage shrunk me down to nearly a nub, the tight booty shorts still had a visible bulge. “I had to put on a chastity cage, Daddy.”

“Very good,” he whispered through the phone. “Now, I told you that you I would give you a piece of the puzzle after you serviced him, did I not?”

“Yes Daddy,” I replied softly. “You told me you would tell me why you’re doing this.” Read more »

I arrived at the roach motel, paying the cabbie for the ride after getting out of the vehicle. The motel was quiet with not a single soul outside of their rooms. Probably asleep or preoccupied with other vices until the sun decided to come up in the morning. I ascended the stairs towards the room the mysterious man on the phone told me to go to.

I knocked on the door, making sure that I wasn’t seen by anyone else. I saw the curtains flash for a moment before the door opened. An older and very lanky man stared at me with a smirk.

“So,” the lanky man said, “you’re the boi toy Daddy sent me. You’re a little late, but I’m a patient man. Come on in and take a seat.”

The lanky man was dressed in a dirty white tank top and dark blue boxers. His bald spot glistened in the seedy motel room light, and a few teeth were missing from his smirk. I took a seat on the bed, my muscles tense in fear as to what I was going to have to do for this guy. Read more »

I had just finished my workout at the gym, building up a good sweat and working out all the tension from the day at work. It’s the best way to get out of your head and focus on something that is bettering yourself. Glistening with sweat and smelling rank, I made my way to the locker room and stripped down. Upon heading into the shower I heard an individual enter the locker room, which was strange as I was the only person other than the janitor and the desk lady in the gym.

Ignoring the noise, I continued to scrub away at my body. Once again, I heard the door open but this time the footsteps got fainter. Whoever was in here must have left, which was perfectly fine by me.

Walking out of the shower to grab my clothes from the bench I left them on, I noticed that my gym bag had gone missing. Not only were my workout clothes in there, but my phone, wallet, and fresh clothes. Replacing the my gym bag was a large brown box with a note that simply read “open me.” Read more »