Trikoot came over for a visit recently, and he was a good sport and he let me put him in a hogtie using — (gasp!) — velcro wrist and ankle restraints, and clips.
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Ty seems to have some cash — among other things — that doesn’t belong to him, and Master Vin has been given the task to get them back. It will take some persuading, but Vin is confident that he can hurt the information out of his new victim.
Title of this shoot: Start Talking Part 1
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By Rubrpig
Robert signed off of Skype after the chat with his gear buddy Chas in Sweden. They had been chatting for several years since they connected on the old Gearfetish site. After the site suddenly closed, they had switched to Skype and they continued to enjoy chatting while in full gear. They shared mutual interests in armour, racing leathers, commercial dive gear, and space suits. Usually they were in their racing leathers, boots, gloves and helmets while video chatting.
Tonight they had talked about an opportunity to meet and explore some gear which had just come up. Robert had been texting with his cousin Sean who owned a special effects studio in Los Angeles. Robert’s studio had created the on-screen Iron Man armour suits and had just completed the screen version of the Halo 5 Master Chief armour. Robert had mentioned these suits and Sean said the suits were still in the studio, then asked why the interest in them. Robert, who knew that his cousin was also gay, would understand how strong of images these suits had in the fetish world.
Then, surprisingly several weeks after that text conversation, Sean called Robert via Skype and made Robert an offer. Would he like to wear one of the suits? Robert agreed immediately, and then Sean told him that if he could find a buddy who would be interested as well. Puzzled, he agreed. Sean then told him he would need to complete the measurement forms which he would find in his email. This was needed to make sure that the armours could be adjusted to properly fit. Both Robert and his friend would need to complete them.
Then he is stretched to the max for hours. Finally, he jerks himself off, hoping to be freed. At Dream Boy Bondage. Scroll down for a free video preview
Marshall gradually regains consciousness. He’s still on the table, naked, but his body has been stretched tauter. His torturer, Jared, is caressing him, clearly turned on by seeing him in pain and so totally helpless. Then the whip comes crashing down on his abs, then his chest. The blows get faster and harder. Marshall squirms in pain, but can barely move; the ropes are so tight. And they are about to get much, much tighter. “Agggggggg!” Marshall screams as his limbs are stretched nearly to their breaking point. “See you in a couple hours, boy,” Jared sneers as he leaves Marshall throbbing in pain on the torture table. When he returns hours later, Jared tells Marshall the only way he will be freed is if he pumps out a huge load of cum. Marshall does what he is told.
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