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He’s also sharing videos and stories.
Like this? Then RUN … do not walk … to this site:
The Source: Every Picture of LTHR EDGE, Ever.
He’s also sharing videos and stories.
Meanwhile back over at BreederFuckers, Cop Kieran is initiated into full-on cock whoredom, with the help of some strict bondage and an open-mouth gag.
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By Quandt
I had a very erotic and somewhat frightening dream this morning just before I woke up. I want to write about it before I forget it. I think will be fantasized about or have a lasting impression for a long time.
Folsom Street Fair?
By Mister-X / Spartan
Finally after what seemed like a lifetime in there, struggling for air, I was let out of the safe. I was also removed from the tiny cage, after they removed all the chains that had been attaching me to it. Then I was let out of the chains that had been on me.
By lukex
Danny fell asleep just a few minutes later, and I lay there, tied tightly to the bed and with my face full of a load of his cum. I loved having his cum all over my face and being tied up, but I really needed to cum myself. My cock was still hard, but I couldn’t get any relief with the way he had tied me.
OK Prisoners, if you happened to have missed any of these stories in the Metalbond Prison Library, click below:
Football Season (Mister X/Spartan)
Life on the Beach (Novel Excerpt)
Some Time in Rubber – The Story Continues
Let me know which of these is your favorite, and why. Some of you fellas sent me stories that I have not posted yet. I’m still working on those. So thanks! I and your fellow prisoners appreciate it!
There will be lots more stories coming in the coming weeks and months, but not every single night. But at least once or twice a week. So keep coming back.
Today’s picture is courtesy of Metalbond reader and contributor Manaclesman Hans — He says this pic was taken in a German wood of some of his victims! Fucking HOT if you ask me!
By RbbrStorage
I had it made. Fit, handsome, in my mid-twenties, and in the perfect job. At least, perfect for what I had in mind. After only three years since graduating college, a series of lucky breaks and departing mentors had led to my promotion as company controller of a mid-size manufacturing company. And as the guy in charge of handling the money, I knew exactly how I wanted to handle it … with the occasional diversion into a private account in St. Martin, thanks to some creative conversion of foreign currency when dealing with our suppliers and off-shore plants.