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From the vault at COLT: Armour

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Check out this one from COLT:

COLT Kristofer WestonGagged, cuffed, collared and chained, Dolan Wolf is helpless, bound to a 4-post dungeon bed as leather-clad Wilfried Knight zeroes in on him. Wilfried treats Dolan like prey with intense eye contact, verbal taunting and lots of rough manhandling. Pulling out a key, Wilfried makes a deal with Dolan offering his release, but first he makes Dolan promise to give him “everything” he wants. Dolan hastily agrees with an eager and hungry nod.

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Videos from Bound and Gagged Magazine / The Outbound Press are still available

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Through a special arrangement, a large selection of DVDs directed by Bob Wingate of Bound and Gagged Magazine / The Outbound Press, are still available, from Stationhouse Videos.

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The scenes above are from “Masters & Slaves 1 — Opposite Attractions” with Jason Branch and Steve Ross.

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What’s great about the Stationhouse collection of these videos, is that they now have full descriptions of these movies online, plus the DVDs now come with added outtakes, previews and picture galleries. Check them out.

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The Bare Minimum Cage

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By POW

He awakens in darkness. He is lying on his stomach, his head cradled on one of his arms, which has gone tingly and numb. He tries to move it and quickly bumps into walls in every direction: up, down, left, right. He panics for a moment, wondering if he somehow has forgotten the beginning of whatever bondage scene he is currently in, because the last thing he remembers is not a bondage scene at all but an ordinary night at home.

He would have no way of knowing that he was locked into a solid-walled cage that, at its greatest extent, would encompass less than two cubic meters of space. And that the cage was currently configured to allow him only half that much room. All he knows is that he can’t move, can’t see, can’t budge the walls that enclose him from head to toe, and the panic begins to blossom inside his chest, making his heart race and the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up in alarm …

Ah, but I’m getting ahead of myself …

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