I think I want to go back to school for diagnostic imaging now.
I think I want to go back to school for diagnostic imaging now.
In order to sneak up on John, the guys from BreederFuckers costume up and accost him in the gym locker room to nab him. Once they have him, he knows what’s coming and he’s fucking terrified!
It’s amazing how a man’s nervous perspiration can make his ripe masculine scent fill a room in no time at all. They get close and intimate, stripping this hunk down to his jock strap. He’s given a severe lashing so he knows to follow our every command or else he’ll be severely punished.
To see more, go to BreederFuckers
Handsome hairy cricket star Guy has it too easy. As a rich, privileged and admired athlete, people normally fall over themselves to serve him. But in a filthy locker room at BreederFuckers, he’s taught to serve the demands of a sadistic pervert. In his tight white jockstrap, his legs are bound together and his hands are encased in thick cricket gear padding to restrict his ability to move. Ordered to plant his tight hairy butt on a series of butt plugs, he moves along inch by painful inch trying to comply with Adrian’s demands or else he feels the sharp sting of the lash on his body. He’s fucked in the mouth vigorously while the butt plug lodges further up his butt until every nerve in his body is stimulated making him painfully aware of what low cock-sucking scum he’s become.
To see more, go to BreederFuckers
Looks like this pair of Street Cuffs totally failed! The slave who was ankle chained here escaped!
I took this picture on Sunday afternoon on East 23rd Street. I hope the owner gets his slave back.
Here are more pictures from the Metalbond archives, from a reader of this site:
Testing out the Noke lock with an online bondage buddy — and its many possibilities for long-distance lockup. There’s a website that explains how it works, and an app. It’s pretty cool and it opens up all sorts of possibilities for kinky games, bets and dares.
Bound jock Tyler Rush has let down the team, and coach Dallas Steele is not happy. The coach disciplines Tyler by yanking down the young jock’s shorts, tying up his cock and balls and leading him around the locker room on all 4’s like a dog on a leash.
Then coach tries to teach Tyler some focus by pulling out his hard cock and making the jock suck it deep. Coach humiliates, spanks, and force-feeds the jock his cock until Tyler learns his lesson, and good.
Models in this shoot: Tyler Rush, Dallas Steele
More scenes from this shoot available here.
For the latest from Bound Jocks, click here.
By my count, the Metalbond site’s virtual chastity slave — Jockstrap — has been belted for 18 days now. He sent the pictures and information below, and he wants to know what I think. I think he should stay locked up. Don’t you guys agree?
See Jockstrap’s update, below:
Hey Metal,
Here are some more pics. The drill is that I’m usually caned and strapped after the belt has come off for cleaning (I’m not allowed to touch my dick during this) — those white tramlines develop over a few hours and get very red and swollen. The current rule is I’m getting the combined scores of the English, Welsh and Scottish rugby teams in the Six Nations tournament — that’s a lot.
OK, to the belt. To be honest, I’m finding it a lot more difficult and challenging than I expected. The fit is still fine and pretty bearable, though you do have to adjust your movements (especially bending down and getting up) and toilet breaks take time — you cannot skimp on these. I’d definitely underestimated the sheer frustration, though. I leak a lot, and sleeping has been very interrupted, as I get really horny in the night. The tube is big enough for my dick to get semi hard in there, but too solid for even the slightest interaction. It’s a very pure form of torture. Plus the constant creaking and clanking of my rig doesn’t help — the extreme waist compression caused by the double layer of locked belts only adds to the unsatisfied horniness. I have been really angry (mainly with myself for getting into this predicament) and also I’ve experienced what I can only describe as semi panic attacks, where I literally pull at the belt and drive myself into a hyperventilating mess of despair.
It’s a real ordeal, and I’m coping by trying only to think a day at a time so far.
What’s the verdict from your end?
— Jockstrap saddle