7 Days in Berlin – Part 09

By Takeo

Day 3 – Thursday June 13th – Training

I do not know how long I sleep until I wake up for the first time. Usually, I tend to sleep on my side, or even on my stomach. But here, the height of the cage under the bed is not high enough for me to turn around. Although I am not really tied up, the straitjacket prevents me from turning over. Without the straitjacket, I think it might have been possible.

Despite being tied up in a neoprene suit in a straitjacket, with my head in the big hood, a plug up my arse, all bathed in the smell of piss, I actually manage to sleep not too badly. Not continuously, of course, but I still manage to get some rest. It is mainly the swelling cock in my cage that wakes me up. My mind wanders and creates scenarios based on what happened during the day, which inevitably leads to painful erections.

When I wake up, I do my best to move my aching limbs, while avoiding waking Sir Flo and Franz, who are sleeping right above me. I can feel their breathing and movements in their sleep and there is no doubt about it, they are sleeping like bliss.

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Payoff for Pain

Jordan knows he exists to please the rich man who pays his bills – and must now suffer for disappointing this man. His only hope is that Jared, the young sadist paid to torture him, will do it as quickly as possible with the minimal amount of pain. But Jared has no intention of doing that. Jordan is a perfect specimen of young, male flesh and, for that reason alone, will suffer intensely – much more than if he were ordinary. His lashing with a bullwhip is slow and excruciating. And Jared doesn’t just whip him but sprays the fresh wounds with alcohol and rubs and slaps them, as the naked, supine college jock buckles and screams.

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Title: Jordan: Payoff for Pain – Chapter 2

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My Pal Jock and the Rainy Night – Part 02

By Hunter Perez

I squirmed on the bed, uncertain about what was going to happen next. Jock’s drunken gaze was indecipherable – I could not tell if he was laughing at my bondage or plotting about how to further humiliate me.

I tried not to show that I was afraid and thought to myself: “What would JimmyUSMC do if he was in my position?” I then unhappily realized the answer: He would probably be collecting a nice fee for his work. After all, JimmyUSMC gets bound up for a living – no wonder he’s always smiling while in chains – whereas I was involuntarily volunteered into a trap of handcuffs, rope and a ball gag.

After staring at me for what seemed like forever, Jock finally lumbered to the headboard and pulled at the chain connecting my handcuffs. He rubbed his fingers over the cuffs and scratched his fingernails lightly into my skin.

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Tough guys challenge each other with pain in the gym

Here’s another one from Daddy’s Bondage Boys.

Colin Steele decides to train Jessie Balboa in his torturous routine. After a bit of jockeying, they get to the first setup — a string of clothespins on each of them. The opponent decides where the biting clothespins go.

Title of this shoot: Gym Training Torment: Part 1

Models in this shoot: Colin Steele, Jessie Balboa

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Forced medical examination with semen sample extraction

At DaddysBondageBoys.com, Skyler’s examination continues with an internal speculum check up and then he has to give a cum sample. Watch as he jerks that huge cock until he dumps a huge load on the tray for the Doctor to examine.

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Title of this shoot: Skylar Check Up, Part 3

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My Pal Jock and the Rainy Night – Part 01

By Hunter Perez

I looked out of my apartment window at the thunderstorm soaking the neighborhood. It was a Saturday night and, for once, I was glad that I had no plans to go out. The weather forecast called for downpours into the following afternoon, so the warm comfort of my little one-bedroom sanctuary was more than satisfying.

I heated a frozen pizza, open a bottle of soda, plopped myself on my couch, switched on the TV and found an obscure cable channel that was running an endless series of old-time cartoons. Even though I saw those zany films a hundred million times, I could still laugh at Yosemite Sam getting a cannonball blasted into his face or Sylvester the Cat ingesting a dynamite stick.

Somewhere in the animation mayhem, I fell into a sound sleep. It was a beautiful slumber, until my peace was ended with a pounding on my front door that shook me awake. I glanced at my clock and found it was shortly after midnight. Confused and groggy, I stumbled from the couch to the door. I inquired about the source of the pounding and a loud voice beyond the door declared it was my pal Jock.

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