An anonymous reader of the Metalbond site sent this picture after reading various chastity stories in the Metalbond Prison Library, and after looking at various pictures:
He said he is considering downsizing to a micro-sized cock cage, which I for one think woul be a great idea.
In this video, Yohan puts a captive in a rubber suit, a red leather straitjacket, a rubber hood, and gasmask. Then he gets stored in Yohan’s padded cell with a chain locked to his collar, and another that restrains his ankles. Both chains are secured to the floor of the padded cell, so he’s not going anywhere. Yohan straddles and torments his captive with talk about giving up control and relaxing into his helpless situation. Clearly, Yohan knows how to take care of his friends!
VIDEO at Serious Male Bondage
Title of this update: GERMANY IN SEPTEMBER PART-7
Lock your cock up in HolyTrainer’s latest and greatest iteration of their world-renowned chastity cage. V4 is pictured but they now have the V5.
Available from Mr S, the Holy Trainer comes with a thicker, wider base ring that increases long-term comfort, and the entire device has been modified to be even more ergonomic than previous HolyTrainer designs.
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By Hunter Perez
I opted not to block Nicky on social media. Instead, I responded that I would contact him once I had more details on my Albuquerque trip. I quietly resolved not to engage him in further conversation – while I had no bad feelings to him, I was also not eager to pick up where we left off ten years earlier.
The next morning, there was a message from Nicky on my social media page. “Good morning!” he wrote. “I hope today will be a happy and productive day for you. Take care of yourself! Nicky.” He added a couple of smiley emojis at the end of the message. I did not respond.
The following morning, there was another message. “Good morning! It will be a good day for you, enjoy it! Nicky.” A few more smiley emojis were part of that message. Again, I did not respond.
By Hunter Perez
I work in commercial real estate and I am frequently sent around the country to broker property sales and leasing. I am usually sent to the same cities over and over – New York, Chicago, Atlanta, Los Angeles – but one assignment required that I go to Albuquerque to coordinate the sale of an apartment complex. I had never been to Albuquerque and knew nothing about it except that it was a jokey reference in several Bugs Bunny cartoons.
My initial online research into the city turned up nothing that piqued my interest – I am not one for museums and historic sites, so I feared that my distraction options were limited. I wondered if any of my connections on social media could offer better ideas on possible free time adventures in Albuquerque, so I posted an inquiry on my page for suggestions to keep me amused during the leisure time portion of the trip.
By BondageChallengeGames
The nipple clamps stayed on as he flogged my chest. Each smack caused me to instinctively thrash, which jostled the clamps and only made the pain on my nipples worse.
I tugged at my bonds, but the leather cuffs were sturdy and the padlocks were inescapable without a key. I focused my energy on trying to hold still when he flogged me, to ease the pain of my clamps. But that just made him hit me harder, and no matter how still I held the dull pain on my nipples grew and grew.
I kept my composure, never giving more than a grunt or wince. I was in pain, but nothing more than I could handle. Honestly I was still enjoying it. I’d volunteered for this after all. My dick was hard as a rock.
“What’s the code?”
