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The Fall of a Master – Part 05
By Rubrpig
Final Chapter
The slave stood quietly, its face red in embarrassment as its new status as a slave was now becoming public and the boy began talking to the others in the bar who looked with curiosity at the slave standing there in the heavy leathers, boots, straitjacket, collar and gagged. The slave shrugged its shoulders trying to ease the stiffness as its upper body was stiff in the heavy tight strait jacket.
Master Gunther tugged on the leash and harshly told the slave to remain still and not to cause any problems as it would be punished severely if it disobeyed. The slave stood still behind its master…
The slave was quiet and stood as still as it could the rest of the evening. It watched as its Master spent the evening talking to other Sirs dressed in the same heavy black uniform with brown leather shirts. The men spoke in rapid German so the slave was unable to follow the discussion. The slave was checked by its Master and after a few hours, its Master told his friends goodnight and the two of them left the bar. An uber was waiting out front and the slave noticed it was driven by the same driver. The Master stood quietly as the slave struggled again getting into the uber in its tall boots, tight breeches and the heavy straitjacket. It finally accomplished it and its Master got in beside it and the uber drove away.
Three prisoners to play with
Master Kane is one of the luckiest men alive. He’s been wanting to indulge like this for some time now, and we get to enjoy it with him. He has three prisoners to play with and torment, starting with Mitch Schiff, while new arrival Roman and sexy Justin are waiting in the wings. It’s an intense start to a long play session as Master ropes up and hoists Mitch, pounding him with the flogger. With Mitch yelping and his body red and sore, he’s moved back to his chair while Master picks the next prisoner to play with.
Video at Boynapped
Scene Title: Justin Tiempo, Roman Capellini, Mitch Schif & Sebastian Kane
Scene Short Description: Master Kane Has 3 Boys To Use! Part 1
Vintage pictures: The male BDSM artwork of Cavelo
Check out Joey’s butt as he is tickled to death
Joey doesn’t very much like to be tickled, but he is good-natured about letting himself get strapped down in various vulnerable positions. For today’s video, we get to see Joey’s fantastic naked buns. He is strapped face down. The face-down position limits Joey’s movement, giving great access to his soles, his sides and, yes, his butt. Lots of close-ups to show just how hard Joey was laughing.
See the VIDEO at My Friends Feet
Scene Title: Joey
Scene Short Description: Joey Tickled: Sun’s Out Buns Out
Joey gets tied up and tickled by an intruder
At My Friends Feet, Joey’s house is getting burgled and he catches the robber in the act. Unfortunately for him, that doesn’t stop the bad man from tying him up! Joey’s clothes are cut off, and the big ticklish guy is tormented by the robber’s fingers, feathers and brushes until he is begging for the tickling to stop.
Joey has a square jaw, blue eyes and ticklish size 12 feet along with that stunning body. See video of him being tickled at at My Friends Feet
Beware the Stinky Feet Mafia
After stealing some money from the Stinky Feet Mafia, Tony knows what his punishment will be. Boss Derek Atlas and his henchman Johnny Hazzard have very smelly feet and socks. They aren’t afraid to punish Tony by making him smell their smelly socks and stinky feet.
See the VIDEO at My Friends Feet
Scene Title: Tony
Scene Short Description: Tony Meets The Stinky Feet Mafia
A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 04
By Hunter Perez
Now, why in the world didn’t I allow Nicky to uncuff me when he made the offer? Perhaps I was being noble – his fantasy of arresting me clearly meant a lot to him and maybe I didn’t want to hurt his feelings? Or maybe I was still aroused at the concept of being his handcuffed prisoner? I had never done this type of a scene and I found it to be fun. At least for the initial part of the trip.
But once we got off the highway and took the road to the ghost town, my arms became sore and my shoulders hurt. The erection that accompanied me at the start of the journey disappeared and ride became more onerous while driving across a road in serious need of paving.
The area we drove through was conspicuously absent of civilization. Granted, the desert landscapes were beautiful in their ochre austerity, but to this urban denizen the absence of people, places and things was unsettling. And as a real estate professional, the location raised a host of questions.