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Mr. S has modernized the fit on a traditional, medieval-style hood and added perforated panels over the ears.
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Iron restraints from Mr S here
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What’s better than a gag? TWO gags, of course! Check out the video below, courtesy of Serious Male Bondage:
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Covered in neoprene and wearing motorcycle helmets, Dallas Steele and Diesel Washington rub each other’s bodies — teasing each other as the tension builds. After sliding his helmet on Dallas’s ass, Diesel reaches around and releases the muscle stud’s throbber — then gets a whiff of it over his open visor. Diesel guides Dallas down, his huge dick soon choking the sucker. Dallas engulfs Diesel’s balls as the side of his face gets dick whipped, spitting down on his own cock as he sucks (“Get it wet,” moans Diesel as Dallas gasps). Diesel returns the favor, worshipping Dallas’ steel rod. Diesel opens wide, huge strands of spit falling to the floor. With one strand still stuck to his face, Diesel moves his head in circles to wrap the spit around Dallas’s cock again. Diesel beats his face with it, moaning as he sucks balls deep. Dallas fingers the spit and feeds it back to the breathless sucker. They kiss, then eat each other out. Diesel pins Dallas against the wall and fucks him hard, the rock-hard bottom then sitting down on the big dick—his massive legs working hard — before getting on his back. The two fire their wads, Diesel dousing the bottom’s groin.
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By BondageChallengeGames
“Tom changed the code!”
My shout echoed through the garage. I’d hoped this final plea before I was muffled would convince Andrew to stop, to release me and give me a break. It wasn’t my fault he would remain locked in chastity. We’d both been played by Tom.
But as he secured the gag on my head and placed the swim cap back over my face, it became very clear my realization had fallen on deaf ears.
In the 45 seconds I could hold my breath in the swimcap, Andrew put clamps on my nipples and restarted the electrode cycle. When my air ran out and I started to thrash around, he let me struggle a few seconds longer than usual. I sucked in the nonexistent air, causing the swim cap to go flush against my face. Only then did he take the cap of and let me breathe. While I rushed to fill my lungs before the cycle could start again, he flogged my stomach, causing the clamps to wiggle and pull even more.
The worst was about to come.
Continue reading Interrogation Game: Chapter 4 – Desperation
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Andrew Collins is a hot little stud with a cute southern accent and he’s at MEN ON EDGE for his first edging session. With his eyes blindfolded, Andrew’s cock begins to grow in his underwear from all the excitement. Suspended in the air, Andrew opens his holes as they fuck him with dildos and play with his cock. They have some more fun with Andrew as he’s tied down to the table with a vibrating dildo up his ass
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By Hunter Perez
“Are you comfortable back there?” Nicky asked through the mesh separating the front of the police car from the back.
“Not really,” I responded. “I assume I’m not supposed to be.”
“You got that right,” he laughed.
I wasn’t quite certain how I should be feeling. Sitting with arms handcuffed behind your back creates a multiple number of issues, which are not helped by being nearly immobilized with a tight seatbelt. I kept shifting sideways and trying to inch forward, but I could never find the right position where I didn’t feel pressure in some part of my body.
Part of me was angry at the stupidity of thinking with my dick – whatever pleasure that was sparked by allowing myself to be handcuffed was erased by the discomfort of my inability to get into a relaxed position.
Yet at the same time, part of me was aroused by the absurdity of the situation. Nicky turned into a truly gorgeous specimen of masculinity, made all the more exciting by his law enforcement authority. Being his prisoner, if only for a brief period of amusement, created a sense of excitement that was truly arousing – perhaps too arousing, as I was also dealing with an erection pushing against my jeans.
I remembered the time back in college when Nicky had me handcuff him so he could service me while I controlled him. I wondered if that was what he had in mind by turning tables in this manner. I then began to recall some stories I read by the writer Joshua Ryan where guys get tricked by sexy cops and correctional officers into getting arrested and sent to prison – those stories seemed so wild in concept, but now I could see how someone could fall victim to such chicanery.