Pup Havok is restrained in a leather harness and locked in a stainless steel skull helmet that is anchored to the ceiling.
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Title of this upadte: Hot Hard Hat And Friends
By Felon
So I was strapped down on the table and hospital style restraints were used on my arms and legs. My hole was totally exposed. He left and returned with his straight edge barbers blade to remove excess body hair that the “nair” bath missed. “Stay still,” was the warning, and then I could hear the kitchen door slam and footsteps approaching.
A heavy leather bag was dropped on the floor near me..
“Is this the new probie I have seen on the closed-circuit camera?” This was a booming voice behind me, and I felt a large thumb up my ass. There was some discussion and then both men wanted to “take me out for a test run.”
Kaden has his captive roped up against the spiderweb wall, and no matter how much the guy struggles to escape his masterful knots only seem to get tighter. Master Kaden inflicts his punishment, first with the flogger and then the riding crop, making RT cry out and squirm under the pain. The playful cock rubbing doesn’t make the agony any less sweet.
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Title of this video: Sadistic Master Kaden Educates RT – Part 2
Question of the day: Should website creators be subjected to extra harsh bondage if they make spelling errors!?
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Title of this video: Solid Ridged Imprisonment
By Cuffed Locked
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My arm was going numb. I had been cranking for what felt like hours. Thirty seconds of spinning to earn maybe ten seconds of light. Long enough to try two combinations, maybe three, on the padlock securing my chain to the solid bolt in Caleb’s floor before the bulb overhead sputtered out and I was swallowed in darkness again. I’d started at 0000. I was somewhere around 0042 now. Forty-two combinations. It felt like nothing. It was nothing. And yet every few attempts meant another round of burning my shoulder, feeding that sad little generator like I was shoveling coal into a dying furnace.
And the second I stopped moving, the silence came rushing back in.
I was trapped in my neighbor’s basement, in a custom escape room that he challenged me to escape from with no safe word, no early outs. And no phone. No clock. No sunlight. I didn’t know if it was 3 a.m. or 9 a.m. I didn’t know if Caleb was upstairs, asleep, watching, or not even home. And somehow, that made it worse. When the light blinked on again, I caught my reflection in the metal face of the lock. My jaw was clenched. Sweat trickled down my chest.
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In this shoot, young stud Chris is tightly roped to the high-back bondage chair, roped at his shoulders, neck, abs, wrists and ankles. Biting clamps are clipped to his nipples — then all over his cock, including a big, nasty one right on the tip. Then the clamps are ripped of the roped stud, and his wounded cock is stroked by his rope man until it’s rock hard.
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