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Title: YOU SICK FUCK
Monthly Archives: January 2025
Fallen Angel 3: Initiation & Desire
If you get arrested, prepare to be strip-searched!
The prison psychologist is going to have a field day with this bastard. I mean, look at his large, over-filled balls. This fucker is high on testosterone and an urgent need to cum 24/7. Yet he’s been given the tiniest fucking dick in the prison. He’s going to be a fucking laughingstock when the other crims get a gander at what he’s got between his legs. Which is why I reckon the shrinks will put 2 and 2 together and figure out why he was attracted to dealing in weapons!
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Consequences of Failure – Part 04
By BondageChallengeGames
(Dustin’s POV)
I sat on the table, once again restrained. Once again waiting, half afraid and half turned-on, to see what Ted had planned for me.
He’d let me use the bathroom before tying me up. I assumed this was both a mercy and a warning for how long I was about to be bound.
He bound my wrists with thick leather wrist cuffs, then padlocked them together behind my back. He wrapped a belt around my chest, pinning my arms to my side. He used thick ropes to tie my legs at multiple points to the table. He locked my ankles in cuffs and locked those cuffs to the legs of the table.
Head Harness Muzzle with Gag and Locking Buckles
When you cinch down the five locking straps on the Head Harness Muzzle, your captive will know who is in control. The fitted mouthpiece cups his jaw and covers his mouth to keep him quiet.
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Backyard Bondage
The tables are turned at BadBoyBondage. Preston Lee is now the one tied to a pole, to be inspected, oiled up and flogged by Dean Daniels. The former Dom’s body glistens and jumps as Dean flogs his beautiful torso.
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Yuris gags, disgusted by the taste of his own semen
Here’s one from the men of BreederFuckers. Straight man Yuris is so revolted about being turned into an object for male lust that he has reverted to his native tongue. He rallies against his pervy captor with a stream of swears and homophobic insults. Getting strong tape wrapped around his head shuts him up soon enough. With his arms tied akimbo and wearing nothing but his thin white briefs, he is incredibly vulnerable. This is the sort of fucker who would bully others. Now he’s treated to the vicious sexual treatment he was so terrified of. His underwear is wrenched up his arse crack until it tears, causing a burn to his arsehole like he’s never felt.
It’s time this macho hetero fucker learns what it’s like to get fucked. A massive dildo is rammed up his tight, resistant sphincter. Simultaneously his arse is flogged hard. Yuris moans piteously as his arse is relentlessly drilled into. His genitals are tied up so his big nads bulge and his penis swells like a fat acorn. With his entire package being weighted down, the sad fuck feels like his junk will be ripped off at any second. His already sore arse is given a caning. Now his prick is so acutely sensitive to any touch. His dick is manipulated and stimulated to the point he can’t help ejaculating. The sperm is fed to him mouth to mouth. Yuris gags, disgusted by the taste of his own semen and the feeling of the creamy spunk sliding down his throat. This will make this fucker sorry.
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Consequences of Failure – Part 03
By BondageChallengeGames
(Ted’s POV)
He was so cute, thrashing around, laughing uncontrollably. I was smiling ear to ear as I tickled Dustin’s exposed feet and armpits.
Every few minutes I gave him a break to catch his breath. Just long enough for his body to reset. I kept my phone hidden from him, hopefully with every pause he thought his 38 minutes of punishment were over, only for me to lunge at him and begin the cycle of torment again.
Five minutes left. I sat up from the bed. I wanted to make this final stretch the worst yet. I blindfolded Dustin, which made the poor bitch whine and sadly beg me to stop. I loved when he begged, even if his words did come out jarbled by the sock gag.
I grabbed a toothbrush, some massage oil, and a feather. I rubbed the oil on his feet, armpits, and sides. He was shaking. Good. He should be afraid.