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By ty dehner
As I lifted the shaft of the right boot, the leather scent became stronger. That polished scent was challenging the smell of the other leathers I was wearing, but boot leather is very special, especially this pair that I am about to lace on. The rich red color will make these boots stand out against the black of the leather pants I wear. But I think my man wanted that.
Sliding my socked foot into the boot, I feel the leather close snuggly around my foot. This was a moment when I was unsure that I would ever experience this feeling again. My right foot has changed, healing after a long time that made me understand myself and my relationship with my Boss.
As I pulled the shafts around my leathered leg, smoothing out the gusset and covering the white boot sock, my cock started to grow. Well, trying as my manhood is locked up under the leather jeans, so it doesn’t have much space to expand.
These are pictures from a video by Bound Gods called CELL. Locked up with no exit and no hope, a prisoner serves the desires of his sadistic guard.
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Seamus O’Reilly paces his cell. Time no longer means Monday, Tuesday, one o’clock, two o’clock. In this cell, time warps into a hellish eternal void only punctuated by the visits of cruel guards. Mr. Marx is a wannabe police officer. “Officer Marx” arrives to interrupt Seamus’ trance. Before he can eat, Seamus knows he must service his guard. Officer Marx thrusts his hard cock into Seamus’ mouth and shoves the prisoner down to clean his boots. He chains Seamus to the wall and punishes him with a flogger. Each strike only makes the guard’s cock harder. Officer Marx loves his job. From the comfort of his plush bed, he watches the cell security feed with a stiff dick in hand. Seamus’ desperation drives Marx wild as he jerks off. At night, Marx returns to the cell with ropes and a mattress. He rewards Seamus’ good behavior with a hogtied fucking. As Officer Marx plows into his prisoner, he milks a load from the pathetic whore. Seamus catches his breath and receives the privilege of Officer Marx’s hot cum shot into his mouth. Marx unwraps Seamus and leaves the cell. Alone again. No escape. No exit.
Models in this shoot: Jonah Marx, Seamus O’Reilly
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By socalbd
Dan and I had fallen asleep after he pulled me on the bed. When I woke I was still wearing the leather collar around my neck, had the leather wrist cuffs on and was still cuffed behind my back along with the leather ankle cuffs locked together. Dan was spooning me with his stomach to my back. He realized I was awake and moved his arm over my body and started massaging my nipples. His lips were placing gentle kisses on the back of my neck, and I moaned in pleasure.
“Someone is happy, I think,” Dan said to me while continuing to pleasure me.
“Yes, Daniel,” I whispered between moans.
He gently rolled me over to face him and greeted me with his smile. He was such a hot guy. I was genuinely attracted to him. I felt safe and cared for whenever I was with him, even when he was applying aspects of pain and humiliation. It’s a strange knowledge understanding that someone who apparently cares for you in return, as Dan does, can be so brutal at times. Yet, it’s what I ask to have happen and he and John have obliged. I think John loves me, too, but in a different way. For John it’s like a brotherly love. He’s looking out for me and over me. Daniel and I may be growing into something else if we let it go there.
“You’re thinking about something. What is it? I can see the change in your face,” Daniel said to me. He caught me.
“Daniel, all of this is amazing in one respect. And yes, you figured out I’m starting to have feelings for you. I don’t know why or how. It just is. And you said as much when you had me on the bed spread eagle. Yet, I don’t think I know all that much about you or you about me. I’d like to get to know Daniel.”
By RotherhamMan
Thor was lowered onto The Destroyer’s cock and screamed as he was stretched beyond his imaginings. Thor was mercilessly impaled on the phallus, no care taken for him or notice taken of his flailing legs and cries. He would not beg but he couldn’t stop the noises of pain that came out of him. But the pain didn’t last. As he was stretched to his limit he also felt the shaft hitting every nerve inside his ass and every fibre of his prostate as it was squashed by the invader. It was pleasure mixed in with the pain and Thor couldn’t help but think that this was something he might come to like. The men of Earth must have done something to him for this experience to be even remotely enjoyable! He could learn to focus on the pleasure and ignore the pain, even as the machine forced its way in deeper and he was screaming out uncontrollably. He could see this being an enjoyable experience in other circumstances.
There was a whistling and a metallic thump and the Destroyer’s head jerked to the side slightly. Thor saw a blur that might have been a stick bounce of its head and both man and machine turned—not very well for the man, held by the throat as he was—to look.