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Darren has his ankles roped to the wall, allowing full access to his anus

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Married straight man Darren should be displayed in the way BreederFuckers demand. With legs akimbo, his ankles are roped to the wall, allowing full access to his anus. The round curves of his bottom look tempting in his tight blue jeans. His backside is given a flogging that makes the bound man writhe in agony. His feet are uncovered so that invasive fingers can gently tease the soles of his feet, causing Darren to get excruciatingly angry and thrash against his bonds. After a good hard lashing Adrian’s handiwork is revealed as his clothes are sliced away, leaving Darren’s hot pink anus totally exposed. He’s given a beating and his hole is invaded with a deep fingering. His hole is opened further with a vibrating dildo planted up his rectum. He’s ordered to keep it in but finds it impossible when his feet are given a sharp caning. The jerk of his body causes his anus to constrict and the instrument pops right out! His hole is now widened and clear for a good hard fucking with a real cock. Darren moans pathetically as he’s screwed and his asshole is covered with a spray of semen.

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Corporate Takeover – Chapter 06

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Note from Metal: This is a “fan imagined” conclusion to the story Corporate Takeover by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning of this story, which originally appeared in the Prison Library back in 2020, click for Part 1.

By @bdsmsubrex

Brian woke to the familiar hum of the Blu-ray, his body encased in the leather harness and jockstrap, the scent of leather and sweat mingling with the lingering memory of Ken’s cigar smoke. His cock strained against the tight jockstrap, a constant reminder of his arousal. The supplements on the nightstand beckoned, but he hesitated, a flicker of unease cutting through the haze. He shook it off, popped two tablets, and headed to Ironworks, his mind already drifting to the next visit to Cuir Experience.

At the shop, Dave greeted him with a knowing grin, his leather vest stretched tight across his muscled chest. “Brian, you’re becoming a regular,” Dave said, leaning on the counter. “You’ve done us a solid — buying up the estate to save Boltz and this place.” Brian nodded, his chest swelling with pride, though the supplements dulled his usual sharpness. “As a thank you,” Dave continued, his tone shifting to command, “you’re to attend a weekend training with Master William, the local BDSM Master. Starts tomorrow. Be at Boltz at 6 PM sharp. Understood?”

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