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A SLAVE'S LIFE
Date: 3/6/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
was about seven!). Ultimately the guard leading me came to an external door, and there was another guard sitting behind glass in a little cubicle. "Shipping a slave - permission to leave the building?" My guard asked, and the man in the cubicle reached out with the kind of gun thing you see at checkouts in supermarkets, and pointed it at the tag hanging around on my neck. He consulted a screen on his desk, and said "OK, there's a van outside. Door opening." We went out into a yard, that was totally enclosed, where there was a white van waiting with its back doors open. Even if the yard hadn't been totally enclosed and I was worrying about the threat to shoot me, I probably wouldn't have tried to run at this point - it's not easy with your hands cuffed behind your back, you know, especially when the guard accompanying you looks as if he's in good shape and works out regularly. The guard gestured for me to get in the back of the van, then said "It's an hour to the airport. The doors are locked, but we don't want any silly attempts to escape, now do we? You'll see that the floor of the van has he same pattern of lines that we have in the building - any noise, any commotion when we're stopped in traffic or anything and the driver will shock you, or really turn up the juice and stun you." So I lay there in the back of the van, bracing myself with my legs against the walls as it drove through the streets. I tried to imagine where we were in relation to the geography of London, but ...