The Wrestler

Here more from Straight Men In Trouble:

wrestler-108Bound and gagged, tied to the rafters of the locker room, the young wrestler struggles, trying to breath through the ball gag in his mouth as a strange masked man cuts and tears the uniform from his body. Fondling and groping as he goes, he slowly reveals the young man’s well developed pecks, six pack abs, and bulging biceps, until he slowly cuts away at the shred of fabric to expose his impressive cock and balls.

wrestler-113Left alone by his assailant, the young wrestler hopes that his ordeal is over, but his turns cold when a second man enters the room, roughly taking hold of his exposed cock. This new assailant intends to take advantage of his helpless situation, and works the young man’s cock to erection. The wrestler tries to resist the unwanted, pleasurable sensations being caused by the man’s cold, rough hands, to not embarrass himself, but it’s no use. The young athlete is powerless to resist the man’s insistent hands and he soon erupts in a powerful orgasm, spilling his man juice in shame and degradation.

wrestler-312Now a third masked man enters the locker room carrying a black leather paddle, fondles the helpless wrestler’s bubble butt, then begins a brutal assault with the paddle. The defenseless young man can do nothing to protect himself as he howls in pain, hopping and jumping about in response to each painful blow, his spent cock bouncing about as he jumps, trying to avoid the brutal beating

wrestler-414Now with his legs tied to a bench, his feet in the air, vulnerable and defenseless, the young wrestler waits in fear while the masked man gathers his tools and approaches him. He cringes as the man starts to beat his feet with a cane, first over his socks, then directly on his bare, tender soles. He beats the poor young man’s feet without mercy as he screams in agony, writhing in his restraints, his eyes wide open in pain and panic, with the muffled sounds of his pleading through the gag filling the locker room.

wrestler-505Tied face down on the bench, his butt spread wide, the poor wrestler whimpers in fear when the masked man returns with the cane. He pauses to fondle the athlete’s firm bubble butt, then starts to whip them with the cane, inflicting the harshest punishment yet. The cane stings as it bites into his flesh, leaving red stripes on his white skin to trace each impact. The young wrestler breaks down when the man continues with a riding crop, his pained, pitiful cries filling the room as he cries and pleads without shame

wrestler-618In spite of everything he’s been through so far, the young athlete could not have anticipated what was to come next. Still tied face down, his ass cheeks spread wide, the crazed masked man was now going to fuck him. Using his finger to lube him up, then a series of dildos, he subjects the young man to the ultimate degradation, forcing the fake rubber cocks into his tight, virgin, straight jock asshole as he grunts and moans in total defeat and humiliation.

 

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ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 05

By Nitro

Ian:

I get to the office, and I know that I’m going to look out of place in my office today. Fridays are usually pretty casual in my office, but there is no way that I can wear jeans with all this hardware on my cock and balls, so I’ll still be in my slacks. My balls are so sore, and I wonder if anyone notices that I’m walking funny.

DING

I reach for my phone, and it is from Him – no text, just a picture of his big, hard cock.

Me: WOOF SIR!!!!!

ImmobileRestraint: That’s what sprung up when your assignment came through. Good boy.

Me: I’m very glad you liked it SIR.

ImmobileRestraint: Don’t be late to the gym this afternoon.

Me: You’d better be ready to be worked hard SIR!

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36 hours of captivity

Bound4meStpaul spent 36 hours in nonstop bondage. Check out these pictures:

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Bound4meStpaul writes:

Hey Metal – I’ve attached some pics from my continuous 36 hours of captivity. I was hooded and always in some form of bondage the entire time, often very intense. BndgMaster has a dungeon in the basement of his retail store on the main street in a small town of 66 people in Western Wisconsin. If those small town folk only knew! Not only did BndgMaster keep me captive, but he kept me on the edge of orgasm the entire time – RELENTLESS. Imagine being completely broken by intense bondage and complete hooded/gagged darkness for 15 hours and then thinking you will be getting a few hours sleep while fully tied in bed. But NO, He had a unique skill in Sleep-Stroking. He laid next to me stroking my cock just as I was drifting off, hundreds of times! Granted, I would only have slept for 30-60 minutes before waking in a panic by gag induced breath-control and ever-constricting leather surrounding my head. But he wouldn’t even let that happen. Talk about getting what you asked for on STEROIDS. And the roped ankles/wrists were not enough so he had to add metal cuffs which by the end of the cock-tormented night ended in being tightly stretched with wrist cuffs tied to headboard and ankles pulled very tightly to the foot. Perfect time for orgasm, right? But no, just some more teasing of cock to be followed by a long session in a leather sleep sack to complete the 36 hrs of sexual frustration. Santa couldn’t have given me a better gift!

 

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Thanks for sharing this, Bound4meStpaul!