In Hell

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Dirk Caber has been caught by the enemy, and is in the process of being interrogated. The muscled soldier is proving to be a tough nut to crack, even with the electro being generously applied by Drake Jaden. Then, something goes very wrong — for both of them.

Title of this shoot: In Hell: Part 1

Models in this shoot: Drake Jaden, Dirk Caber

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Chris Damned and Jesse Ferrer: Damned If You Don’t

Chris Damned and Jesse Ferrer

Submissive twink Jesse Ferrer is back in the ropes for KinkMen, ready to endure an extreme Bound Gods session with the sexy Chris Damned. In the first scene, Jesse is standing in the dark dungeon with his hands tied over his head. Chris enters wearing leather chaps, jockstrap, and gloves and immediately begins to manhandle Jesse. Chris uses a leather paddle to smack Jesse all over that turns his skin bright red. He then pulls out the flogger and ruthlessly whips Jesse’s ass and abs. Next scene, Jesse is suspended in bondage and Chris Damned fucks him in the ass with the dick-on-a-stick. In the final scene, Jesse is tied on his side with one leg in the air and the slut finally gets a taste of Chris’ hard cock. Chris fingers Jesse’s asshole with his tight, smooth leather gloves. Jesse gets his ass pounded hard with dick until Chris shoots his thick load.

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Human Cattle – Part 10

By Pickle

The fluid that was being pumped into my mask by the aliens who had captured me continued to surge down my throat and into my lungs. Remarkably, it became a pleasant warming sensation.  Actually comforting.  In my brain I knew I should be drowning but this “therapy” seemed to be improving my breath capacity and feeling of general well-being.

The alien let me know my lungs and throat were being renewed and changed in such a way that would enable me to survive another little adventure they had in store for me.  The fluid continued to surge into the mask, and now throughout my entire system in a non-stop ebb and flow.  Time meant nothing anymore.  I had no idea how long they kept this up.  I no longer cared though, since it had the sensation of being massaged from the inside out.  I was completely relaxed and was feeling totally euphoric.  I no longer gave a flyin’ fuck that my control was no longer my own.

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I remember waking up and there being a slight draft in the room. I couldn’t quite see my surroundings, just the darkness. When I realized I couldn’t move my arms and legs, it suddenly all came back to me. I had been talking to this handsome guy at the bar. He was a brunette with dewy eyes and soft lips. He introduced himself as Ethan Tate and asked if I’d be willing to play a little game with him.

Next thing I know, I’m completely naked on all fours with a ball-gag in my mouth. With each moment of realization and each fragment of my returning memory, my cock starts to rise. As frightened as I am, I’m equally aroused against all logic and can’t wait until I can see what Ethan has in store for the rest of his game.

He entered the dark room. His lean body was adorned with a leather harness — that softness I saw in his face before became far more harsh when framed by leather and low light. As soon as his fingers touched my skin, my blood rushed. It was electric. My cock throbbed out of control, painfully. As he admired my flesh like a prized possession, I grew hungry, needy for more of his touch. My body, my will — all were his to grope, to knead.

An explosion of heat reached the walls of my hole as his tongue started to explore inside. I moaned reflexively, trapped by unyielding pleasure. I knew I’d be bound to him for as long as he needed me and for whatever he needed of me.

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Human Cattle – Part 9

By Pickle

When I turned my barn into a gym, I invested in a secondhand ice bath.  I was never so happy I had done that as I was now.  I knew there’d be a shit-ton of inflammation in my tendons, muscles and joints since my body had been put under so much duress.  Pulled apart so unforgivingly!

I’d never endured any “test” so tough or extreme before, so I didn’t even bother to strip off before plunging myself into the bath of frigid water.  It felt like a billion tiny sharp needles jabbing my body as I lowered myself in, but once submerged, it began to numb some of the pain.  My endorphins were already in high gear from the torture. There was no other word for what Steve had made me endure, but the freezing cold water seemed to make my brain kick-in and deliver a more healing type of euphoria.  I stayed submerged for five minutes before slowly climbing out, looking like a drowned rat.  I took my wet clothes off and hung them on the line in back of the house.  When I finished, Steve was already sitting in an Adirondack chair, again swallowing down a beer.

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