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An Ice Lock Fantasy

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By Unknown

I wanted predicament, and I got it. Be careful what you sigh for! Sir had placed me naked in the dog cage, you know one of those metal, foldable cages. I was facing up, with ankle and wrist restraints padlocked to the walls of the cage, which had me more or less turned into a table. The ball parachute he had tied around my balls was tied to my new Ice Lock, to the top of the cage, forcing my hips up to avoid excessive stress on my balls.

My nipples were similarly attached to the top of the cage with butterfly clamps. A cloth hood was placed over my head, the string pulled tight around my neck. It didn’t prevent me from breathing, but I couldn’t see anything.

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Sir Malice and His property

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In this video available at Frock The World, Sir Malice is laced and booted to perfection. His dominant demeanor is undeniable. His property is properly geared up in a leather facemask, a harness and not much more. The first crack of skin is heard when Sir Malice warms up his sub’s ass cheeks with a spanking. That gives way to floggers and then the single thread of a red whip. Limits are pushed and stretched when Sir Malice’s sub is walked into a metal cage for more pleasurable punishment from.

Sir Malice and His property

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Title of this video: Impact

Sir Malice and His property

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The Dungeon Hotel

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By BondageChallengeGames

Ah, young, gay, and broke. It’s a shame how expensive travel is, especially when the best times in your life for travel coincide with when you have the least money to do so. Well, I cannot promise to solve all your travel cost woes, but listen to my pitch young man, because I may be able to lessen the load.

You see I run a chain of “hotels” in many very big (often expensive) cities in America. I use “hotel” loosely, because they do not look like your traditional hotel – no fancy lobbies, unnecessary “perks”, or cushy rooms. No… my hotels are jails. Some quite literally prisons we purchased and modified for use by free citizens, others warehouses renovated with bars and bunks.

Now I’m sure you have questions. It’s natural to be cautious of an offer to go to jail. But the fact that you’re still listening shows me that you haven’t written off the experience completely. Which is good, because curious and adventurous men like yourself always make the most of a stay with me. Let me tell you what you can expect from a stay at one of my Dungeon Hotels, and then we’ll book you a cell.

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Bradley gets roped to a wall and stripped

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Yesterday, Bradley was a typical college jock. Today, he is the victim of his own stupidity and good looks. Jared has entrapped Bradley by playing on his weakness for gambling, getting him indebted to some very shady men and then offering to cover the debt if Bradley offers his body to be used however the young sadist likes. Bradley has no choice but to agree and is now hooded, stripped to his underwear and roped to a wall. Jared rips open the prisoner’s shirt, revealing a smooth swimmer’s body, then reaches into his jock, pulling out a huge cock. A few strokes and the captive is rock hard, ready for a long session of torture and abuse, which begins now, with an electric wand and 35 clothespins.

Bradley gets roped to a wall and stripped

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BRADLEY – Master’s Pet – Chapter 1

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Joey – Part 02

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By slavebladeboi

Following a mainly sleepless night, and twenty four hours after waking on that bench, it happened that Joey returned to the park, this time on his bike, which he usually used to get him to his part time work, to help with his expenses, as well as for the exercise that helped keep him in shape. There was very little breeze to slow or cool him and he felt the urge to push himself to mitigate the inner feelings he still had. Dappled shade rapidly alternated with brilliant sun, cooling and heating his back in succession as he cycled around the track, always within view of that bench, but never getting close to it.

The bench attracted him with a force he couldn’t explain but at the same time it repelled him, the two opposing forces made him feel disturbed, almost giddy. Since his experience, waking up, remembering his tortures, finding his cock locked without knowing who or when, he was both frustrated and nervous. In truth he was angry, frustrated, frightened and anxious all at the same time. He didn’t know which way to turn mentally. He’d been used. The turmoil that this caused him was fighting the feeling somewhere, deep inside, that it was sexy, hot and just about everything that he’d dreamed about most of the time he was jerking off.

Jerking off, yeah, the thing he could no longer do, and that made him angry.

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