How do you like them handcuffs, prisoner? Good, I hope, because I’m going to the beach. See ya.
Today’s handcuff pictures are from Mr S.
Monthly Archives: January 2022
Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 07
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 7: Investing Is Easier Than You Think
The tea and scones were served on a table in the Major’s office, by a young white slappie who did his work deftly and silently. I always hate it when waiters insist on talking with you. Once they know what you want, they should bring it and go away. But this slappie had been well trained.
The Major took some time to discuss the possibility of what he called “a business connection”—the investment idea again—and presented me with a colorful brochure entitled “The Profits of Penology.” I complimented its appearance and said that I would welcome the opportunity to obtain more information. He complemented my discernment and we exchanged cards.
That part was a bore, but on the whole it was a pleasant conversation. The curtains were drawn back, revealing the pretty vines, hung with blossoms, that trailed around the bars outside the window. Rays of sunlight warmed the room, awakening the incandescent blue of the Major’s uniform, turning the slappie’s necklace into a flash of silver and his short blond hair into a cap of gold. It was good to see slappies in short sleeves again. This one had the slightest, most delicate covering of hair on his arms . . . . If this was life on St. Bevons, maybe it was worth an investment.
Jail sex with Killian Knox, Rikk York and Jake Morgan
At Raw Dads, inmate Jake Morgan will do anything to get the reprieve he needs and you can bet that warden Killian Knox is happy to help him out in exchange for his hot mouth and hairy hole on his hard cock. He’s not the only needing release, when guard Rikk York stops by his own long and stiff baton is soon joining the fun and Jake finds himself having to serve double time on their dripping tools! With the three back at his cell, he takes each in his raw hole and even submits to a cramming DP fucking from the two before their loads are spewing over his hole and being fucked deep inside.
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Bamboo torture
Also at Bound Gods, Zane Anders is bound from head to toe with bamboo awaiting Jaxton Wheeler. Zane is eager to please, and Jaxton is just as eager to challenge. With Zane’s hard cock bound to wooden skewers, Jaxton works his cockhead with the crop. After leaving the captive covered in crop marks, Jaxton allows his sub to worship his leather boots and choke on his cock. Jaxton ties Zane to a wooden archway, leaving him exposed and vulnerable to a heavy flogging. Zane takes the wailing very well and maintains a hard cock. Now with his ass red, Zane has it fucked. Jaxton fucks a load out of his sub and the covers Zane’s ball gag with his own cum.
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The Tank – Part 02
By Rubrig
Nick slowly woke up and tried to stretch, but he soon realised he was still chained down to the bunk at the Dive Centre. He really wanted to stretch, but the chains held him tightly in place on the bunk. He looked around, and then the door opened. The Boss walked in. He was wearing a pair of dark blue coveralls with the logo of the Dive Company on the left breast and heavy steel-toed work boots. The boots thudded on the wooden floor as he walked over to the bunk. Nick looked up and asked if he could get released so he could go to the bathroom. The Boss nodded and leaned down and pulled the light blanket off Nick and unlocked the leather cuffs holding Nick to the bunk.
After Nick got cleaned up, they left the Dive Centre and headed to a nearby diner for breakfast. The Boss told him to eat a big meal as he would not have the ability to eat again till evening. Nick assumed that meant he would be going back into the dive tank and left there. He nodded and looked over at the Boss and felt his cock arouse. The short grey crew cut, the muscles, and the general build really got to him.
Building a confinement box
The builder of this confinement box sent the following information:
How did this all get started? A bondage buddy (BB) was coming to town and we usually have some good, intense bondage — switching out who tops the other. Summer is my busy season for construction, so I was hesitant to commit to more than a half day or overnight. But my body is always stronger and more aggressive in summer, and my hormones more active. So as usual, he talked me into more time.
I started getting much hornier thinking about inescapable bondage sessions for me, and I had some new ideas to restrain and torment him. He asked me to remind him about limits and fantasies. I don’t enjoy pain, but I do like confinement, imprisonment and chastity. Another bondage friend (BDF) was also going to join us for some twisted two-on-one restraining fun. From him I found out that that BB was planning to keep me in bondage the entire time and not let me top him. Fiendish planning like that REALLY gets me horny. So head first I went.
The next email planning effort with BB led to me agreeing to two weeks of self-enforced chastity and then locking into my metal chastity cuff the day before he arrives. By this point my hormones were swimming with arousal and I could be talked into far more than the frontal lobe would normally think smart. Knowing this, BB starts hinting that one of my fantasies about tight confinement in a coffin-like box could come true. All I need to do is build the box — after all, he said, “You have the tools and know-how, so how long could it take?” He was so matter-of-fact and what he said was ridiculously true, so I quickly said yes.
For the next two weeks before his arrival, my hormones were roaring. He has talked me into a longer session, two weeks of not cumming AND talked me into building my own prison — a confinement box. Then he adds a requirement that anytime I work on it, I must be wearing my metal chastity cuff! So I cut, screw and glue together this box, all the while clanking my chastity cuff against it, and carefully plan out my air holes so I don’t suffocate and planning where the eye-hooks should go to allow him ample ways to tie me into it. See where he had my poor head going? Right where he knew my dick would take me — even deeper into something twisted, inescapable, confining and very dark. Of course I realized this but couldn’t do anything but admire him and quickly give into my bondage-greedy instincts. So the next feature coming to my head via my dick was a padded floor on the box so I have no excuse for “sore back” to scream “let me out.” Next my dick (thru a then empty vassel called “my head”) sends a signal to order lots of furniture foam off the web cause it’s cheap at it can be stuffed in on top of me and around me to make sure sounds are muffled, I can’t move and there is constant pressure on me. What a genius dick I have! Oh, but it’s not just my dick that is thinking here, it’s my buddy as well.
He sends an email directing me to get some old boots and screw them to the floor panel of the box so that when I’m inserted, I can be laced tightly to the bottom panel — one-with-the-box! ‘GENIUS’ my dick thought while directing my fingers to search the web for a cheap used pair. Bingo. Boots found, attached and ready for feet — feet that thankfully don’t think like my dick or I’d really be in trouble. Last touches were a hinged lid with two big locking clasps on the opposite side and four carry handles on the outside. Oh, and finally, did I tell you that in the middle of all this dick-induced bondage-box building frenzy, my buddy got me to agree to a two-night session? Wish he had talked to me instead of my dick cause I might not be in this predicament right now.
The boss is on all fours barking like the dog he is
At JalifStudio, Max Duran is Mateo Stanford’s personal trainer, an executive who wants to get more buff. What better way to get results than making a good session with the boss on all fours barking like the dog he is?
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