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Monthly Archives: December 2015
O.E.T. – Part 1
By Areallytallboy
Jeremy came to, for the umpteenth time. He had a tendency of falling asleep in bondage. On this occasion, he was securely bound in a rubber sleepsack. His head was under a layer of rubber, eyeless hood, with a layer of S10 gas mask overtop of that. The hood matched the catsuit he wore, a neck-entry job he had been slipping in and out of for play, and Saturday afternoons, for a few years. The fact that it had integrated socks and gloves made the suit extra fun for him, having always enjoyed the feeling of full enclosure, with no seams (or what he called ‘escape routes’) getting in the way. In fact, the sleepsack he was currently locked in was a back-entry zip piece, his piece of choice when playing at Phil’s.
He had been locked up in the thing for what felt like, and probably was, three or four hours. Phil had made sure Jeremy had an electro plug which comfortably, but consistently, teased his prostate. He also made sure Jeremy’s cock was securely locked in a steel chastity device — just the way they both preferred it. Upon getting Jeremy snuggly into the sack, Phil strapped belts up and down the thing, then threaded rope through the sack’s integrated D-rings to either side of the bondage bed. All that was left was a pair of noise-cancelling earphones, a little white noise piped in, and Jeremy was ready for a little Tuesday-evening meditation. Jeremy could be heard snoring as he fell into relaxed but brief bouts of sleep. And after a little teasing with the electro sessions along with a strategically placed vibrator wand, Phil eventually closed the scene, allowing Jeremy out of his bondage. Another one of their weekly sessions was over.
Chad is down on his knees
Chad is down on his knees … and the EVER-so-delighted DOM, Mikeal, can’t wait to play new games with him.
See the VIDEO at Bad Boy Bondage. Click here.
Leashed on a dog chain by two young Masters
At BrutalTops. Handsome, snarling Masters Lucas and Tom return together to humiliate feeble fag Elliott, who is about to find out just how far out-of-his-depth he is by getting involved with these two brutal bastards.
The bottom probably took one look at handsome Tops Master Lucas and Master Tom and saw their roughish bad-boy qualities, not the danger that lies in-store if he fails to serve them exactly as they demand.
Master Lucas revels in the complete control he has over his sub as the sweaty workmen find the completely nude sub and lash him down with a thick dog chain. They order him to lick clean their boots before finding a huge dildo which they painfully push up his arsehole.
This get the two sadists very excited and they proceed to pull out their fat hard cocks which they ram into the back of the sub’s worthless mouth. The sub is powerless to prevent the fierce tops from using him as they like!
See more at Brutal Tops
Master Mike’s confinement box
Check out the pictures and information from Master Mike:
It has a nice thick comfy cushion, a kennel heater to keep you toasty warm, and a LED light if you want to do some reading or just see what you are sitting in. It is completely dark with the light turned off. The door and heater are controlled by redundant timers, so there is no chance of getting stuck in it. So long as you don’t exert yourself too much, there is plenty of airflow. I find it quite relaxing.
Thanks, Master Mike, for these pictures and the information about your confinement box! Fucking HOT!
(Note to readers: Yes, I have been inside and it is just as cool as it looks!)
Chastity Suit – Part 04
By Rubbag
He turns to the left, and I follow him away from the cloakroom, away from the exit. The main floor of the club is only some twenty feet across, but it must be more than forty feet high, with the floor suspended midway up. A tube of concrete not a cylinder though, its six-sided, a hexagon. The wall behind me has the door we’ve just come through, then the next wall is open, some kind of alcove or room beyond which we are walking toward. Then beyond, a bank wall, no door this time but a single entrance flanked by two statues and between them stairs leading up higher into the building. Then another room only single shining down there and through sixty degrees and then another flat wall, with stairs leading down. Last and behind us now, the last of the alcoves and then I know what the sound is. The sound of gym equipment in use, the multi-gym equipment with the slotted masses attached, moving up and down their metal rails.
There is the sound of someone working out, but there is something desperate and muffled about it. I turn around trying to see what exactly is going on even as I’m being led away from the source of the sound.
“No, Jed, this way.”
Breaking News!
Chastity Suit – Part 03
By Rubbag
We followed him out into what seemed to be a small cloakroom, the walls being lined with pegs and coats other things.
“Welcome to The Dominus Club.”
I find my hand locked into his as he shakes it.
“I am Marcus. I am also the owner.”
I find myself having to look up at him, tall 6 2? Forty? Fifty? Silver black hair.
“And you must be Jed.”
Strong almost Roman features.
“We have heard a lot about you, Jed.”
Striking, even, and so hard to let go.
“I am so glad you have decided to play.”