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The Pit’s Grip – Part 11
Chapter 11: The Pit’s Whip
Dice Doom – Lashes Fade
By Restrained4U
Leo sat with Ryan’s leash slack, having traded any potential rewared for Jamie’s two veto cards and burned all three to dodge his last dare. Ryan knelt, cuffed and collared; head bowed beside Leo’s chair. Jamie perched in soaked briefs, eyes glinting with restless hunger.
Marcus, shirtless in jeans, snatched the black velvet bag from Leo, boots planted firm. (Pit’s mine to bend.) He reached in, fingers brushing the thick cards, and pulled a black dare – white text slashing against the dark.
He read it slow, jaw tightening, voice a rough drawl – “Everyone rolls the dice, you roll a dice – whoever rolls the same as you gets to choose a previous dare or punishment. If no numbers match, you take a punishment.”
He slapped the card down – ROLL OR RULE – its thud sharp against the scarred table, eyes glinting with a predator’s edge. (Leo’s cane, Ryan’s clamps, Jamie’s shred… someone’s picking – or the pit’s got me.) His mind ticked fast – (Match, and they choose. No match, and it’s the red bag… could be anything.)
A hairy rugby player gets tied up at BreederFuckers
A happy hetero couple Sean and Judith come into doctor Adrian’s office at BreederFuckers asking for advice because Sean has been sleepwalking naked. His subconscious must be seeking something that his dull little wife can’t give him. Getting a good look at the hairy rugby player, Adrian quickly prescribes bumming treatment. Sean is bent over a table with his arms tied in place so he can’t go wandering off. With his pert ass pointed out his jeans and pants are removed to show off his ripe virgin bum. The befuddled man feels something hard and sharp inserted right up his rectum. His asshole is torn into right in front of his startled wife while he pleads for the men to stop. Dave gags him with his cock teaching him how to suck it properly. The lad is overwhelmed being done at both ends and can do nothing to stop the men from unloading their semen onto him. With his face dripping with sperm he looks at his wife as he’s now been thoroughly ruined.
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The Pit’s Grip – Part 10
Chapter 10: The Pit’s Veto
Cards Burn – Echoes Grip
By Restrained4U
The pit thrummed, steel thick.
Leo sprawled, boots wide, Ryan’s leash slack, clip swaying. Ryan knelt, cuffed, “Yes, Sir” echoing.
He read it slow, jaw tightening – voice low, grit fraying “Don the blindfold, reach into the pit’s forsaken pile – pluck a discarded dare or punishment and bend to its will. Perhaps the shadows favor you, slipping a gold reward through the dark to lift you high. Refuse, and the red bag spits two punishments to claim your soul” – BLIND OR BLEED – stamped in white.
His gut twisted – boots rooted, card shaking in his grip. Nine lashes tore me apart – butt’s still sore from that cane. Ryan’s clamps, 10 pounds, screamed ‘til they bled. Leo’s weights, 2.5 on his balls, he groaned through it. Jamie’s hoist and shred – naked, trembling in his briefs. Fuck – I’m fucked either way. His mind raced – I could play my final veto card, but then I’d pull not 1 but 2 punishments. But there’s one reward card… could I get lucky and pick that? His eyes darted to the table – cards sneering, “Nine lashes, bare back” half-buried, “Nipple clamps, 10 pounds” peeking, “20 pounds by your balls” glinting cold – his cage pulsed, leash slackening, doubt clawing like a wave pulling back. One veto – Burn it, pit’s death; do it, I’m done.
Indian Torture
Check out this artwork by Gary Ro:
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Foot Trainers
This gear means foot bondage at its finest! They call these Foot Trainers, and they force you up on your toes if you are able to stand in them. For those that can, they lend themselves well to pony play scenes.
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Forced pony play
Master Shamus is in the BrutalTops stable, waiting for a pony ride around the exercise area. He doesn’t like to be kept waiting. New pony boy James isn’t ready, quickly undressing when ordered to do so by Shamus, getting down on all fours. This ride had better be excellent or the thick leather belt in the Top’s hand will be getting plenty of use today.
The strong, muscular looking pony soon tires, attempts by Shamus to get it to move faster by beating it are futile as it becomes more exhausted with every circuit. The pony’s rump glows red from the severe beating Master Shamus is giving it. It’s clear the Top is going to ride this useless little fucker into the ground.
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