Oh no! Duct tape!

Jim Stewart (of blessed memory) has a whole section dedicated to duct tape on his website, Houdini Connections.

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And of you like that, you will also want to check out  “Duck T His Movie,” a short film in which a man is attacked by a roll of duct tape. Yes it really does happen. The pictures above are from this movie. Click here for the movie.

Shane is tied up and dominated

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Beefy handsome rugger Shane has fast fallen from admired athletic star to a cock hungry slag in a piss-stinking bog. His arms are tied behind his back and he’s on his knees in nothing but a filthy jock strap. Adrian grabs Shane’s cock and jerks him till he can’t stop himself growing stiff. He’s on the brink of ejaculating, but this isn’t about his pleasure. He’s presented with two hard dicks in front of his face when he’s shouted at to service or there will be consequences.

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He desperately turns from one erection to the other, sloppily sucking them till spit and cock juice is running down his strong hairy jaw. Shane is so overwhelmed with dick being rammed down his throat it feels like he’s permanently stationed here in the toilets.

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Footballer Leonardo finds himself in quite a predicament

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At BreederFuckers. Totally nude, gagged, his cock and balls are tied to his feet. It’s an awkward position and no mistake. His wrists are cuffed together behind his back and lashed to the ceiling. This keeps him bent over and very vulnerable. He can’t defend himself from any passing pervert. In this case, Dave.
 Dave takes advantage of the straight, fondling and groping him freely. Dave grinds against his arse, keen to get stuck right into the hetero’s reluctant hole. He prizes the cheeks apart to examine the target.

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Leanardo’s anus is exposed to close scrutiny, and all he can do about it is moan and drool from his ball-gagged mouth. It’s all in vain as Dave is a selfish sadist, out for what pain he can cause straights like this footballer. Dave twists the lad’s nipples, causing sharp agony to shoot through his muscular chest. Dave clamps clothes pegs on the nips to make sure the pain is long and protracted. This gives our top the freedom to pile more misery on the straight man.

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If Leo thought that this would satisfy Dave, he couldn’t be more wrong. It has only fuelled his desire for sadism. Dave drops his trousers, unleashing a throbbing boner. He cruelly pulls on Leonardo’s hair to spread drool over his cock, to act as lube. Dave wastes no time shoving his meaty length right up Leonardo’s backside. Dave ploughs in, fuelled by Leo’s cries of pain and humiliation. He fucks the hetero greedily. It is a power fuck that ruin’s Leonardo’s insides. Only an abject sadist could enjoy watching this horrendous torment.

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The Wall – Part 01

By slavebladeboi

He opened his eyes. The rough stone wall, about 4 inches from his nose, was blurred. Licking his dry lips, he moved away, but panic gripped his gut like a vice.

He couldn’t move.

The shock seemed to bring all his senses to life at once. And that’s when he felt what was holding him upright, rigid almost. He tried to move his head but could only do so a fraction. Straining his eyes downwards, he saw the steel bracket that held the collar that he now realised was round his neck, keeping his head so close to the brickwork.

He pulled at his arms. They were locked in position, about 45 degrees below the horizontal and stretched out just enough for him to feel the manacles bite into the backs of his hands, again the same distance from the wall. His elbows too were encased in an unforgiving metal bond.

He was standing straight, his knees held locked, metal tubes about 6 inches long grasped them and forbade them from bending even slightly, his ankles the same distance from the wall locked in position, his feet turned outwards to accommodate that fact.

His fear overcame his senses. He cried out, he yelled. Nothing but a hollow echo returned.

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