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Title of this shoot: “Opened And Abused, Scene 3”
By Mister-X/Spartan
That night and the next day, the devil didn’t play with me much. That holiday he added some clamps to my tits, but that was the only additional gear he put on me. Amazing as I found it to be, I was starting to get adjusted to that extreme position he kept me in while in that cage. I erupted about a half dozen more times before I was awakened Tuesday morning to get cleaned up and go to work.
The collar he kept at the base of my neck was closed with a special kind of key. There was no way I would be able to get that off. True to his word, he removed the top collar so I could get my shirt and tie on. My cuffs were also removed, as well as the gag. It was the first time I’d had the gag out since that Friday night when we met. I was also finally able to shit, though by then it had solidified and I couldn’t.
He got breakfast ready while I got cleaned up and dressed. I noticed the shirts he’d gotten me were tighter and heavier, with a higher collar than I usually wore, one with two buttons. With those on, I couldn’t see any sign of what lay underneath. But I could sure feel things.
He locked my cock in chastity. “Whenever you leave your house, your cock will always be locked up.”
And back over at BreederFuckers, sporty straight stud Aaron is locked in place in nothing but a tiny pair of speedos. That big fat dick of his falls right out when Dave shreds his little shorts. Dave cruelly squeezes his dick until Aaron feels like it’s going to pop off and stomps on it with his thick boots. His genitals are fixed in a ball crusher so every slight turn of the screw tightens it further flattening his big manly balls.
Aaron is so desperate from the excruciatingly wicked punishment to his dick and nads that tears roll down his cheeks and he’s driven to a state of panic as they zap his cock. His genitals are so sensitized his body doesn’t know how to register sensation anymore. He’s driven into a frenzy and unleashes a load of pent-up sperm.
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Looking at these images, you can almost hear the captive military prisoner scream as his sadistic captors crank up the juice connected to his ’nads.
These “military torture” images are by the erotic artist Sparkie Shock. This artwork is shared here with the permission of the artist. You can learn much more about Sparkie Shock and support him at his Patreon page.
By Pup Shaggy
He needed this… He wanted this… he kept telling himself that, over and over as he lay there on sheet metal, completely alone, fighting back the chill of the cold. Still blindfolded, still handcuffed, still muzzled – of which had now been locked on, like everything else – and now his legs tied together by duct tape, he was utterly and completely helpless… and it was amazing.
He had no clue where he was, other than he was in the back of a van, and it belonged to Hunter. He had no clue what was going to happen to him… or how the night was going to end… and it was amazing.
He’d have the biggest hard-on of his life if his cock wasn’t locked up in chastity. Hunter had pulled the zipper of his jeans open and his boxers down, so that the cage was out in the open air. His balls rubbed against his trousers, the cold metal encasing his junk completely, trapped. Not that it dissuaded him from trying to get free; constantly his cock tried to break free of the metal sheath containing it, straining to pull away from his crotch to reach the cool and refreshing air on the outside. But every time, the cage pulled at his balls eventually becoming painful when it pulled too far… But the cage stayed firm, only to slap back against his body in futile effort. But then he tried again seconds later. |To make matters worse, Hunter had also slipped a ball stretcher over Spencer’s vulnerable boys, crushing them tightly. He wasn’t used to the sensation; being denied a good stiffy. And he knew by now he loved it, and hated it.
But then…. He needed this.
