Check out this artwork by Gary Ro:
See more like this at Chained Muscle — a site with lots of illustrated stories
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.
Available at Church of Sinvention
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.
To see more, go to Brutal Tops
The Pit’s Grip – Part 09
Chapter 9: The Pit’s Leash
Surf Commands – Pride Falls
By Restrained4U
The dungeon pulsed, sweat thick.
Leo sank, Carrera locked – nine’s ache under welts, eyes dim. Marcus sprawled shirtless; jeans tight.
Jamie perched, briefs wet, envy sparking. Ryan loomed – leather pants, harness vest, boots thudding, crop in boot, cap shading a smirk.
Ryan drew a card, jaw ticking, “Each player rolls one die – highest claims your service ‘til next turn – or yield to punishment.” He flicked it – SERVE OR SINK – gut lurching (They roll? Marcus’d carve me, Jamie’s wild, Leo’s soft – easy).
“Roll,” he snarled, pride braced.
Marcus tossed a 5. “Five – could own you.”
Jamie flicked a 3. “Fuckin’ hell.”
Leo rolled slow – 6 rattled. “Six…” he rasped, shocked.
Marcus laughed. “Wave-boy’s got you – sick twist.”
Leo stood, cage snug, chest swelling – six flipping the script (Fuck this – I’m not their rag).
Male BDSM porn: tied up at BadBoyBondage
At BadBoyBondage.com, Mikeal tells Chad that he has a nice ass. He’s not scared to play around with it. Chad is willing to let Mikeal have his way.
For video of this shoot at Bad Boy Bondage, click here.
Dungeon Dog
Callum Colbey enters the dungeon to see Pup Badge tied to a St. Andrew’s Cross, and after briefly inspecting his sexy body, begins flogging his pup’s meaty ass. Pup Badge is then untied and flipped around for his handler to relentlessly edge his hard Pup cock and tickle his body. Next, Pup Badge is down on all fours and Callum wants to play a game of tug-of-war and inserts a metal butt plug with rope tied to it into his Pup’s tight ass; biting down on the exposed rope and pulling on the plug while his Pup squeezes his cheeks and tries to hold onto it. Callum then uses an even larger Pup-tail butt plug to further stretch out Pup Badge’s hole. Pup Badge is then tied to a fuck bench and has his ass railed by a giant dildo before being finally rewarded with his handler’s bone.
Watch the video trailer HERE
This is part of the “Pounded Pups” series at KinkMen
Ruff Bondage Mitt
Take complete control of your captive with the Ruff Bondage Mitt — taking away all use of his hands and putting his full focus on sucking your cock, licking your boots, or whatever else your imagination can come up with.
Click for Ruff Bondage Mitt
Collars and leashes available here
More Bondage / BDSM gear from Mr S here
The Pit’s Grip – Part 08
Chapter 8: The Pit’s Chains
Sling Stretches – Steel Claims
By: Restrained4U
The dungeon pulsed, tension thick.
Marcus slumped, rope scars red, boots rooted, shoving the bag to Leo. “Your go – pit’s waiting.”
Leo grabbed the bag from his chair, shaky hand digging in – Fuck, what’s it gonna be? He pulled a black dare card – white lettering stark – voice cracking as he read aloud. “Sling’s Embrace – Will You Yield to Its Lace? Roll two dice – minutes tied in the sling, legs spread, parachute stretcher on, half-pound weights added each minute – or quit and prove your manhood’s frail, stripped away for good.” He dropped it – STRETCH OR SUBMIT – gut sinking – Two dice… shit.
Marcus leaned forward, smirking – He’s shaky – “Step up, wave-boy, or play that last veto card – your call.” Leo gripped the table – Ryan’s owning this… – “I’ve got this, man,” he muttered, voice thin – veto untouched. Ryan’s smirk curled – “Finally get to ride that swing set you admired earlier, wave-boy.”