By ty dehner
The Yuma Territorial Prison was used in the early days of the foundation of Arizona Territory. As you can imagine it was a brutal place to be locked up at during the long hot summer of the desert. Now a State Park, there is very little left of the original prison, but there are some parts — and that is what my photos show. Interestingly, there are still graffiti from the former inmates on some of the walls.
By ty dehner
After a long ride out of the city, Boss stops on the side of the highway and drops the shield in the helmet that blocks my vision. I figure we must be getting close to home, but we must ride for another hour before I realize we are pulling into the garage and he is leading me off the bike and down into the only room I’ve been in since meeting him.
He attaches the chain that is connected to my collar to a point on the ceiling lifting me up to my tiptoes and creating harder breathing as the collar chokes me. He punches my enclosed balls with is gloved fist and leaves me to moan in pain, dangling from the chain.
By ty dehner
Finishing the shower, I turn off the water and enjoy the freshness of my naked and now clean body. Stepping out I find that Kevin has provided me with a shaving kit and toothbrush. I complete my cleanup and look into a mirror of a man who has just spent nearly a day helpless and encased in rubber as a toy to a Man who takes what he wants. Somehow I look a little differently at myself as I start to remember what I have experienced, and I see that my cock is growing and soon is at attention before me.
By ty dehner
After arriving home, I am led back to the play space and laid down on a bed. Soon Kevin is putting me into a heavy rubber sleep sack. I struggle a little bit, for I thought it was late and I should be returning to my hotel room. I try to remind him through the gag that keeps my mouth open and continue to drool. He shocks me and talks forcefully into my ear.
By ty dehner
I had returned from spending the morning down at the San Francisco waterfront exploring the tourist traps and watching the America’s Cup boats test out the waters on the bay. Having walked most the morning, I decided to head back to my hotel room after a good lunch at the Boudin Sourdough Factory. Traffic wasn’t that bad, and I was back in my room by 2pm.
Sitting on the bed, I powered up the laptop and logged into Recon and my other favorite site, Gearfetish.
