Damian Taylor tied up and edged

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Damian Taylor did a Naked Kombat video and even showed up for a Bound In Public. They wanted to see how he’d feel about doing a Men on Edge as well. They finally find him and pop the question, he’s a little unsure about the bondage so they leave him to think about it. As he falls asleep, he dreams that they break in his room and decide to edge him whether he likes it or not. After they beat him down, Damian finds himself bound, blindfolded and gagged. With his cock rock hard, they begin to edge him, stroking his cock till it starts to pre-cum.

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The Prison Writer – Chapter 12

By Joshua Ryan

I was dressed now in full prison garb, and I had nothing to do but watch the other convicts putting on their new identity — pulling their shorts over their butts, jamming their legs into their pants, lacing their feet into their boots, shouldering their coats onto their backs.  The last one to start was a pretty little guy, 19 or 20.  Maybe I should say that he probably used to be a pretty little guy, before they shipped him to prison.  There was still enough of his prettiness to make me follow the lines of his plump little butt and his pert little dick as he stuffed them into his stiff prison pants.  His dick was hard, going into his trousers.  I thought I might be getting hard myself.  I even remembered why I was there — to get my head and my dick in proper order and write that great and wonderful book about prison.  How would I describe that guy?  What words would I use…?

A door slammed; a muscular voice bellowed through the room.

“All right!  Form up for the fish parade!”

So much for the convict bosses — an officer had appeared.  He was a 40-year-old with a Marine Corps face.  The tag on his crisp gray shirt said SGT GIDEON.

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Dirk must suck cock or be tortured

Drake is breaking out the real tools now. With a stun baton in one hand and his throbbing cock ready for pleasure, the interrogator takes charge of his roped-up soldier! The Parrot’s Perch position puts Drake’s cock right in Dirk’s face, and the man can only submit and suck it, or be jolted by the baton. It’s been so long since he sucked a dick, back in the barracks days, but he knows he has to make that cock cum or face something even worse.

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Models: Drake Jaden and Dirk Caber

Title: Tied & Tormented – Part 7

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Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

While Cain Marko is restrained to a St Andrew’s Cross, Jack Vidra grabs his flogger and whips Cain’s backside. Cain takes it like a champ and gets turned on by Jack’s beat down, so Jack turns Cain around and starts sucking on his hard cock while playing with Cain’s balls. Jack releases his sub from the cross and bends him over to eat his scruffy hole. After tasting Cain’s hole, Jack slides his raw cock in the eager stud and fucks him deep and bareback. If his cock wasn’t enough, Jack works a series of increasing larger plugs and dildos into Cain’s hole, seeing just how much he can take. Now that Cain’s hole is stretched to the max, he stays bent over to receive Jack’s cock in his crack again. Cain takes a well-earned pounding from Jack, until Jack shoots a thick load that covers Cain’s spent hole.

Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

Cain Marko is restrained to a St Andrew's Cross

 

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Title: SUBMIT

Actors: Jack Vidra, Cain Marko

Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

The Prison Writer – Chapter 11

By Joshua Ryan

The gate was stuck in the wall like a black tooth.  “Cargo of eight,” we heard the driver say.  “Yeah.  OK.  Thanks.”  Soon there was the sound of an old motor reluctantly starting up, and half of the double gate swung back on its hinges.  The bus moved through and halted, blocked by another enormous gate.  The first gate closed behind us; we waited in the stone box between the gates, engine switched off.  Finally two men in gray were seen, walking around the bus and inspecting it.  Then the engine came on; the second gate opened; the bus crept into the prison.

What’s the first thing you see when you enter the walls of Maskawa?  You see crap.  You see a giant wall with razor wire attached to its top and a line of prison trucks parked at its foot —white bugs ganging in a basement.  You see a garage made out of an old Quonset hut.  You see delivery trucks — Philly’s Farms, Industrial Needs, Plastics Plus — backed into a loading dock.  Then you see a low brick building with glass blocks where windows used to be, and RECEPTION carved in stone over the door.  That’s where the bus stops and you have to get out.

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