Straight scally bastard Lee gets tied up and abused

At BreederFuckers, straight scally bastard Lee is like a Stafford terrier chained up, frothing at the mouth and angrily barking at his captors. Dave wraps his stupid mouth with thick tape to silence him and covers his face with spit. Adrian takes a flogger to his spread arse and the big meaty bulge of his trackie bottoms. Dave goes at Lee’s bare feet lightly tickling the sensitive soles. Not being able to stop this is absolutely agony and every muscle in his body strains against his binds. The pair give him a wicked choice of receiving one punishment or the other. This impossible situation totally fucks with Lee’s tiny brain.

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A nozzle filled with freezing water is inserted up his rectum, filling him with liquid. He tightens his sphincter, struggling to hold it in because Lee knows there will be a wicked punishment if he releases the water. Before he knows what’s happening his arse is filled with a butt plug so he must hold it all in. His arse is caned causing him absolute agony until he can’t hold it in any more and release a stream of filthy water. Now that he’s been freshened he’s primed and ready for a fucking. Lee can only squeeze his eyes shut and brace his body as his arse is relentlessly plowed and covered with cum.

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One of my favorite pictures of all time

If you are locked in a cock cage you can still fuck

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There is so much to admire about this picture: the subject’s muscular physique, his rubber shirt, the fact that he is locked in a HEAVY DUTY metal chastity cage — not to mention the humiliation of wearing that strap-on rubber dildo.

I somehow lost track of this guy, but day-um! What a hottie! This is one of my favorite images of all time.

Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 03

By Greg Alexander

Unsurprisingly, I didn’t sleep well that night.

For one thing, since I had now been tied in a spread eagle position, my hands bound behind my back and my torso pressed down onto the coffee table because the dog collar around my neck was connected by a tight leash to my balls underneath the table, it’s small wonder that I wasn’t very comfortable. Just try leaning all the way forward, with your ass sticking out in the air and your legs tied apart in a spread eagle position. It hurts like hell — all your calf muscles are burning with pain and your lower back kills. Then imagine the pain of having a taut rope looped securely around your balls, which is pulled on whenever you try to raise your head. Then imagine sleeping that way.

What was worse, my ass was still on fire from the 64 plus fierce, all out spankings Trevor had sadistically delivered to me with his paddle before climbing into bed.

But most urgently, I desperately needed to cum, and my inability to do so — to even so much as stroke my cock — was preventing me from sleeping a wink.

Trevor, on the other hand, slept like a log, as was evident from the sound of his heavy breathing throughout the night. Of course, all I could really see throughout the entire night were the massive soles of Trevor’s feet, which dominated my field of vision — they still had a strong manly smell, which in any event I couldn’t get away from, as my face was completely immobilized. The smell of his feet only served to make me hornier than ever.

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