Another great friend and contributor to the Metalbond site is Mister-X / Spartan!
He is one sick, twisted fuck — and he is often a featured bondage model over at Serious Male Bondage. He’s also author of many fantastic stories, which can be found right here on this site, in the Metalbond Prison Library.
To see many featured content from Mister-X / Spartan, click here.
To read his stories in the Metalbond Prison Library, click here.
Thanks for keeping it hot, Mister-X / Spartan!
Joey is a 26-year-old straight guy, a recent transplant, unemployed and looking to make some money. He’s a real ladies man, even has an implant in his cock to enhance a woman’s pleasure. But this day Rich stripped him of his manly pride. Taking him OTK and using a paddle and hairbrush, he had him filling the room with his high pitched wailing and hollering, glad that no young women were present to witness his punishment.
Then, Rich gets Joey tied face down to a bar stool, his beefy ass in the air and his cock and balls hanging visibly beneath him, in an exposed and vulnerable position, looking scared and worried. He continues the punishment with a whip and rawhide cane, the stinging bite of these two instruments has the muscular straight guy crying out in pain, writhing and cursing with every blow.
To see more, visit Reluctant Young Men
I stole this picture from his Facebook page. See more from Gregory by clicking here.
Or better yet, go see him at the NYC Eagle
The New York Bondage Club meets every Sunday. This weekend they are having a special holiday event:
If you click through to the site, you can see photo galleries of what goes on there.
Today’s Dog Training picture is from Bound Gods. It’s from Master Tober Brandt and slave chet.
Photo credit: Bound Gods
By Rubbag
TRAINING OF UNIT 6 COMPLETED AFTER
3 DAYS 22 HOURS AND 14 MINUTES
CORE BODY TEMPERATURE 26C
CONFIRM
The message flashed once more on the control pad before Augustus pressed the Confirm symbol, letting the pad go blank as he put it to one side. He leaned forward, his elbows onto the desk, his palms pressed together resting against his mouth. According to the time stamp, Unit 6 had been ready since last night, but it seemed churlish after such an effort to rush these last moments. No, he would spend a little time contemplating his triumph.
Two young men, both were strong-willed before their transformation into mindless units, trophies on his wall. They were both in position Storage Mounted 01, heads down, arms tight to their sides, legs together, feet pointing to the floor. The first position of their training is also their last, a symmetry of which Augustus approved.
There is a click as he turns on the recorder.
