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The Auction – Part 03

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By Eckie

With all the dozing away and sleeping short periods only it was hard to determine any time we spent there, but at some point I started hearing more noises, more than just the noises you have in the woods from nature … some people might be awake by now – but still no one took any notice of us two sitting here all night.

It must have been another hour or so before finally someone came to us and started undoing out restraining. Piece by piece was removed so that after short time we were finally able to move again quite freely (as free as it is possible inside those layers I still was in) – still being that long tied in that position made us stiff and the body aching. We were helped up on our feet, struggling to find a firm stand though, but we were supported when lead towards the house and after some time I felt quite alright again – exhausted as all the other time of this weekend, but fine and – yet again horny, which caused my encased dick to hurt even more as it did already.

I was lead somewhere around that house, and reaching a table or bench was laid on it bent forward, arms tied to the far end corners, legs spread again and tied to the legs of the bench, some more straps securing my upper body tight before I heard my masters voice again – the first time one spoke to me since we were left there yesterday evening/night.

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In this ‘Duty Bound’ scene at Str8Hell, Petr Ujen is blindfolded and naked. He is gagged too and his wrists and ankles are shackled as he kneels on the chair. He is making a lot of noise as his tormentor, Oleg Hubert, comes in. Oleg takes a swig from his bottle as he spanks on Petr’s ass. Then he starts to whip that sexy ass a little and spanks it as well. Spreading Petr’s ass cheeks Oleg examines the tight hole. He removes Petr’s blindfold and rubs his bottle against that sexy asshole.

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The Bet – Chapter 04

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By lthr_jock

I have trouble getting to sleep. The pad on the floor of the cage isn’t thick enough to stop me feeling the bars on the floor of the cage. I can’t fully stretch out and the two layers of rubber are making me sweat and I’m lying in a pool of it. Every move is accompanied by a squeak of rubber and a puff of air that is laden with sweat. The hood is making my freshly shaved head sweat too, and it feels weird against my hairless skin. Worse, I need to piss and there is no way with the mitts on that I can get my cock out of the two layers of rubber. I try to hold it, but in the end I have to surrender and I feel the hot flow of piss inside my rubber suit. Now the sweat is joined by what feels like a lake of piss. Feeling dirty and humiliated, I eventually fall asleep.

I wake up and for a moment I don’t remember where I am. I try to sit up and bang my head on the roof of the cage. As I reach up to rub it, I see the rubber mitts and I recall what’s going on. There is enough light coming through the blinds to show me the room. I have no idea what the time is and wonder how long until Bob lets me out. I try to sleep again, but I’m really uncomfortable. My balls and cock are aching and are still visible down my leg.

I tentatively touch my cock with my mitted hands and almost immediately it springs back to full size. I can feel the tension around my balls and know that I’m close to cumming and in danger of losing another 24 hours. I try to distract myself my wriggling around to examine the front door of the cage. Each movement reminds me of the mixture of fluids slowly rising inside the rubber suit and I hope that Bob’s plan includes a shower in the near future.

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Meanwhile at BreederFuckers, proud, sporty man Killian is trapped in the most hellish position imaginable for a hetero! The bastard is strapped down to the discipline bench with his arse pointing in the air so they can freely grope and comment on his masculine body all they want. Scroll down for a free video preview.

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Killian grows increasingly enraged, fighting furiously against his shackles and swearing in his sexy Irish accent. They sniff and fondle the rubbery knot of his tempting pink hole and the fucker can’t do anything about it except buck against his straps like a wild beast. But they are not content just taking pervy thrills; they want him to beg for cock! Killian receives sadistic and relentless punishment until they break him. Not only does his arse go red from his beating, but his face and chest also flare red in his absolute rage! The filthy animal loses all bodily control and releases a stream of piss. With his arse already throbbing in pain, his further spanking is excruciating. Not only does the straight captive finally ask for cock, but he must watch them laughing in his face while they thrust their dicks up his virgin bumhole. Burning in shame, he takes loads over his freshly plowed arse and stricken face.

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The Auction – Part 02

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By Eckie

I woke up from the noise of the cage being opened. It took a little to realize where I was, caught in rubber at the mercy of someone I didn’t even know who he was until now. Even though I did not have the best rest, I slept enough to be ok. The zip of the heavy rubbersack was opened and I was let out of it and ordered on my knees. ‘Breakfast time’ I heard him say and he took my hand and placed a bottle in it. ‘Drink it all; take your time, but rink it all before I get you ready.’ It didn’t taste any special, I guessed it was some mixture out of proteins, vitamins and other essentials I would need after that past evening and night. I finished quite quickly, but when I put down the empty bottle I immediately got another one pressed in my hand, he must have been watching me while I had the first bottle.

‘Here’s the next one, and another two are still waiting, boy’ I heard him say. With the catheter in my dick I would not be able to piss until he opens it, so I was hoping I would not feel the need of pissing so soon.

Having emptied all 4 of the bottles I was rather filled, but felt well again. He now stood me up and led me to another room. I was pushed on to some bench or table, straps securing my upper body on it, my arms pulled forward and cuffed at the end of that bench, my legs spread and fixed to the legs of that bench, some more straps added to the upper arms and upper legs and I wasn’t able to move very much again anymore.

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Today I was his toy, but then I knew that as soon as he stretched me into a vertical spread eagle.

The leather wrist restraints that were bolted to the high beam seemed to get tighter the sweatier my wrists got, helped no doubt by the fine mist of oil that he had sprayed all over me. The temperature in the dungeon was in the low 90s but humid, and I felt each trickle of oily sweat slowly and constantly running down my body.

I’d been alone and in this position for at least a couple of hours now. Is that all? I hear you say. Well you try it and you’ll soon see how time can sometimes drag. I’m standing with my feet in wooden stocks and spread far enough to make my hole available and easily filled.

He was good at DIY too, almost engineering standards if what I was in was anything to go by. The milking machine was fixed in a position in front of me and also strapped to me so, although I could hardly move anyway, there was no way it was coming even slightly loose.

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