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Trashcan Stories / Re: My Trashcan Stories
Last post by Junkyard Society - Today at 09:23:11 PM
An 17 year old homeless boy and his 70 year old boyfriend lived alone in an empty suburb with rows of empty and ruined old houses where few lived. An 17 year old homeless boy and his 70 year old boyfriend lived alone in an empty suburb with rows of empty and ruined old houses where few lived as one day the boy got an balloon animal in an far away party store that had an opening party. The sleepy boy and his 70 year old boyfriend was from midnight until 4AM non stop brushing an loudly squealing, very wide yellow balloon with 100 of small round balloons in many colors attaced to the doodoo stinky, doodoo covered yellow balloon animal that looked like an wide corn against an very wide, stinky and old animal turd that laid on the ground by an empty and old house in an empty, dark and quiet street full of trash. The sleepy boy and his 70 year old boyfriend was from 4AM until 7AM grabbing the loudly squealing, very wide yellow balloon with 100 of small round balloons in many colors attaced to the doodoo stinky, doodoo covered yellow balloon animal that looked like an wide corn in an empty, dust, mold and asbetos smelly dark and quiet house full of trash with an fallen roof as the 70 man year old man sucked the penis of the boy that held the squealing balloon for an hour. 3 days later was the sleepy boy and his 70 year old boyfriend again from 8AM until 11AM non stop brushing the loudly squealing, very wide yellow balloon with 100 of small round balloons in many colors attaced to the doodoo stinky, doodoo covered yellow balloon animal that looked like an wide corn against an very wide, stinky and old animal turd that laid on the floor in an empty and old house in an empty and quiet house full of trash.
#2
Thank you for sharing! The addition of the four training modules and the scoring system made the facility feel scarily professional and real. Making the staff subject to the exact same punishment if they show sympathy was a brilliant, dark touch that makes the whole system feel completely inescapable.
#3
Quote from: sgraun on October 24, 2026, 09:54:22 PMHi!

It seems Jack's stories provide you with some peculiar inspiration, because the link leads to the story that came just before the one you intended.
 ;D

Not inspiration, it's really just because I'm duplicating the previous chapter when publishing the next, and for some reason I keep being careless and not updating the content properly. The title, URL and codes were correct, but the story itself was, as you spotted, a duplicate of the previous chapter. Fixed now, enjoy!
#4
Your depiction of the cold, anonymous, and extremely demanding environment is well done;
how the permanence of the restrains is achieved unfortunately remains "secret" (as in your last story) and is therefore implausible for the reader.

I didn't understand that Emily's hands need to be extra-secured overnight but not during the day, but I'm no ponyplay expert either;)
#5
Trashcan Stories / Re: My Trashcan Stories
Last post by Junkyard Society - October 25, 2026, 09:13:04 PM
An 17 year old homeless girl lived with her 76 year old homeless boyfriend in an closed school none had gone into for 70 years. An 17 year old homeless girl lived with her 76 year old boyfriend in an closed school none had gone into for 70 years and one day had the man and the girl been going back to the abandoned school with an very wide, thin, shiny, clear and brown balloon from an nearby KFC. The sleepy girl and the sleepy man that could not sleep was from 2AM until 5AM non stop brushing the loudly squealing, very wide, thin, shiny, clear, doodoo stinky, doodoo covered and brown balloon against an very old and very wide turd that laid in an dark, quiet, turd, mold and asbestos smelly covered school restroom full of trash. The sleepy girl and the sleepy man was then from 5AM until 8AM grabbing the loudly squealing, very wide, thin, shiny, clear, doodoo stinky, doodoo covered and brown balloon in an dark, empty, quiet, turd, mold and asbestos smelly school room. The sleepy girl and the sleepy man was 1 weeek later from 8AM until 11.00AM non stop brushing the loudly squealing, very wide, thin, shiny, clear, doodoo stinky, doodoo covered and brown balloon against the very old and very wide turd that laid in the dark, quiet, turd, mold and asbestos smelly covered school restroom full of trash as the man and the girl was then grabbing the turd stinky and brown balloon for an hour.
#6
Quotewould it be cruel to make you wait until after Halloween for the final chapter?

For me? Not at all, my reading list seems to be endless (not mathematically correct, but you get the point), so just take your time :)
#7
Nicely told (but very short) scene :)
Thanks for sharing this.
#8
Latex Website Stories Feedback / Re: Building Reality by Tigers...
Last post by sammy808 - October 25, 2026, 08:27:49 AM
sorry to necropost.  i missed this story the first time around, and only found it now because of another story.  i started with part three, so i hope it's ok to add:
'Tracy, who was the least kinky person'
'"True that. But I don't have much imagination. I don't think about new things."'

i love seeing the future before it happens for moments like this.  again, sorry for being a forum bother. >_<
#9
I really enjoyed this story. It reminds me of the time I had to step in to help one of our tenants who'd got himself stuck.
As I hadn't received a text message saying he was all right, I went down to the dungeon to rescue him.
 
His escape plan involved retrieving the key to his handcuffs, which was attached to the end of a 10-metre piece of string. The problem was that the string had got caught in the leg of our 'inquisition chair'. (A sturdy chair made of thick wood, which I'd built myself.)
Tied to the bed in the Love room (next to the dungeon), he was therefore stuck. I retrieved the key to the handcuffs and went to attach it to one of the pieces of kit on our private fitness circuit. (It's used for all sorts of things but rarely for exercise...)
 
When I returned, I untied his legs and the rope that was securing the handcuffs behind his back. He was then able to move and climb down from the BDSM bed. After removing his sweat-soaked balaclava, I showed him where the key to the handcuffs was.
 
He begged me to set him free, but I told him that walking naked around our large grounds would be his punishment for disturbing me. (I wasn't disturbed at all, but I needed an excuse to have a bit of fun)
I secured him so he could leave the dungeon safely, as there are steps to negotiate, before leaving him alone to complete his outdoor circuit.
 
That evening, whilst we were having a drink together, he called me a sadist, whilst telling me that it was the first time he'd played outdoors and that, in the end, he'd really enjoyed it.
#10
Selfbondage Discussion / Re: An unexpected weekend in b...
Last post by gitefetichistes - October 25, 2026, 06:13:27 AM
Thank you for sharing your experiences!
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