What happens at DZ Ranch Land and Cattle Company

What happens at DZ Ranch Land and Cattle CompanyDear Metal,

I wanted to share some of the photos taken of the muscle slave over the weekend when it was out serving as a labor slave on the ranch. The slave was kept locked in a custom metal collar with locking screw and locking leg shackles.  The slave’s muscled arms proved too thick for our own locking wrist restraints, so we had to use an alternative set locked with padlocks.  After several days working on the ranch, totally naked with the heavy collar, the slave’s neck was very bruised and raw.  The slave endured the entire scenario while being beaten with a switch while it was put to work digging out stumps in the rock hard soil of the ranch.

The slave wore the restraints the entire time, even when sleeping, and his salty sweat actually made the metal get rusty in places.

I am sure you and your readers will enjoy the photos.

—Captain

DZ Ranch Land and Cattle Company

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UPDATE: The shackles were custom made by BootsNCamo from Recon if readers are looking to order a set.

 

If you are a well-built muscle slave, you can learn more about DZ Ranch Land and Cattle Company by looking up FirefighterSIR on Recon.

Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 10

By boyinacage

Part 10 – Solitary Confinement

The bastards left me out there all night. At some stage during the night the tail was removed and I became the casual sex tool again. At a later stage a urinal hood was placed over the weird hood I was already wearing. It seemed my fate with these guys was to drink an inordinate amount of piss. Needless to say that positioned as I was, with these random acts, I got no sleep.

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Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 09

By Boyinacage

Part 9 – The morning after

My legs were still bound spread when I woke up. My chest was covered in wax. All I could smell was stale piss. My balls hurt like hell and my arse could feel something stretching it. For once I was hooded without a gag – probably a safety thing. I tried to stretch my legs but all that achieved was lifting my body and for some unknown reason stretched my balls.

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The Motivator – Parts 1 to 3

By MetalbondNYC

Part 1

“That’s it, keep sucking,” says Bryan, my personal trainer.

I’m on my knees in the trainers’ private locker room at the gym, servicing Bryan’s rock hard cock.  As usual when I suck Bryan off, I am totally naked, and my hands are secured inescapably behind my back, locked at the wrists.  My name is Rick, and my own cock, which I have not been able to stroke for six months now, is standing straight up at attention.

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Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 08

By boyinacage

Part 8 – Back at the Station

We all do it, don’t we? Edging ourselves in situations where we just aren’t able to cum. One of my favourites is when I go to the gym at lunch time. The first half hour I spend power walking on the tread mill. I wear an old t-shirt and a pair of lycra shorts without a jock. As I walk towards the machine looking at the bods I get that tremulous feeling in my cock – not enough to be noticeable, but enough to make sure I position my cock correctly in my shorts.

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Houdini in chains

Blog reader Steve sent this … it’s an image by Kumar Singh of Harry Houdini on the cover of a book:

 

Of course, I prefer chains that are totally ESCAPE-PROOF … especially when they are restraining hot muscular escape artists. Yes I mean YOU David Blaine … send me an email sometime … because I KNOW you read Metalbond and I know you want to be locked in my cage!

Thanks Steve for sending the cover art of the book. He says “the artwork inside shows pretty mundane handcuffs, although lots of them.”