You can watch a newly added video — “Cody Goes to Jail – Trouble in the Cellblock” — today at Men In Chains:
Also available soon: Bind is tied up in a leather straitjacket while wearing leather pants:
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An Italian bodybuilder cums on command as his owner watches via three live cameras feeds. Then he licks the boots of Master Anthony as he’s led to his next ordeal.
Relaxing in his villa in Rome, in front of three live camera feeds streaming from the dungeon, Don Giovanni watches his latest acquisition – 22-year-old bodybuilder Stefano – work his cock. The cameras are so precise, the Don can see every bruise left by the clothespins on Stefano’s pecs, the veins pulsating in his biceps, and the drops of moisture on his thighs. As Stefano pumps out a rope of cum, the Don cums at the same time. Watching this muscle stud chained and helpless, cumming on command after being tortured for hours, makes him crazy with lust. Stefano is then left alone, spent and exhausted, for hours, still on his feet, naked. Anthony Martin – a man half his size – pushes the blindfolded stud to his knees. “Kiss my boots, slave boy! Lick them!” he demands, as Don Giovanni returns to his camera feed. Stefano, a broken prisoner, complies, and the Don’s dick gets rock hard, again, as his slave is chained to a torture-table to endure his next, horrible ordeal.
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Title of this episode: STEFANO: Blind Muscle – Chapter 7
By Practicerestraint
The slave woke slowly. It took him a while to get a grasp on his surroundings and circumstances. As his eyes came into focus and his hearing because more acute, he realized he couldn’t talk. His mouth was filled with a penis gag.
“Welcome back, number 502.”
Number 502 recognized the voice of the “doc.” He tried to turn his head in the direction of the voice, but found his head was strapped down. He let out a small cry that came out as a gurgle.
“Try to relax as I explain. Note that this is not a conversation. You’ll learn more about your situation shortly, but for right now you need to know that you are here to play the roles we assign you. Think of yourself as a member of Mr. Crummles’s troupe.”
Number 502’s eyes widened slightly, either from the reference or from the “doc” coming into view.
“Yes, 502, we know about your fondness for Dickens. We know a lot about you. Mostly, we know you like to be controlled and you will fit well into your new occupation.”
At Brutal Tops, a bound captive is secured in place. The bullies whack his arse till his vulnerable cheeks are burning red. WHACK! The pathetic sod can’t do anything but scream. Haha! That’s nothing compared to the relentless paddling Master Derek gives! This pristine arse DESERVES to be destroyed!
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Here’s another vintage gay bondage porn shoot from Bound Gods. In this update, Jessie Colter uses and abuses an eager and horny Hugh Hunter in a dark basement. Click any of the pictures to go directly to this video:
The bare sliver of light in the basement contours Hugh Hunter’s ripped body in leather as he waits for his playmate, Jessie Colter. After what seems like an eternity in Hugh’s horny mind, Jessie arrives with a hard dick and flogger, ready to give Hugh a night he’ll never forget. Hugh worships Jessie’s pits and cock before receiving the heavy lick of the flogger. Jessie ties Hugh against the cold brick wall and places clover clamps on Hugh’s eager nipples. Erect from the pain, Hugh presents his cock to Jessie’s mouth before a mean caning. Hugh returns the favor and hungrily sucks off Jessie before having a load forcefully milked from his balls.
Still in a cumdrunk daze, Hugh finds himself in a fuck sling as Jessie admires his hard body. Hugh begs for a rough fucking from Jessie and gets exactly what he asks for before Jessie blows a heavy load straight into his mouth. The playmates share a taste of Jessie’s cum before Jessie slinks back into the shadows.
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The Third Slave
The third slave didn’t know how long the ride had been, just that it seemed to last forever. He was shifting uncomfortably from the pressure on his bladder when the van came to a stop.
The driver opened the door of the van and stepped in. Before unlocking the slave’s leg irons, the driver pulled up the legs of the slave’s jeans and locked a stun cuff onto each of the slave’s legs.
“Do you want me to demonstrate these?”
The slave shook his head vigorously. He’d seen demonstration videos online.
“Then keep your mouth shut and follow my instructions.”
The driver removed the slave’s wrist shackles and fitted him with transport irons: A waist chain with a handcuff on each side. After these shackles were in place, he removed the leg irons and freed them from the ring in the floor. The driver directed the slave to sit at the edge of the van, his legs dangling out. The driver reshackled the slave’s legs. The slave was grateful that the irons went over his jeans and away from his Achilles tendons.
“Get out.”
