In this video, Shibari master Encho binds Yo-ichi in coils and knots of firm hemp rope. As he goes about his work, the scratching of the hemp strands and the creaking of the beam above echo through the room with an eerie majesty. Yo-ichi hangs in mid-air, suspended, moaning in helpless immobile pleasure. Intrigued by Yo-ichi’s firm plump ass, Encho spanks him and controls his captive’s breathing.
Title: Kinbaku -Creak-
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Here’s more of Mark in Yohan’s bondage gear, as depicted at Serious Male Bondage. In this predicament, Mark is locked in a pair of unique wrist and ankle spreaders made of 4-inch-wide stainless steel. Each cuff is welded at an angle.
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Title of this video: Germany In September – Part 3
By Steellock
Matt sat on the grass bank by the roadside and checked the note that had come with the package of leather that the Trucker had sent through via Jim:
‘Wear your bleacher jeans, Levi jacket and those boots. Nothing else.
Buckle on the padded wrist restraints, lock them on.
Then buckle the ankle restraints over your boots and lock them.
Pull on the hood then zip it closed and lock the zip to the collar with the last small padlock
Use the big padlocks, one through the D rings on your ankle restraints to lock your boots together and the last through the D loops on your wrists behind your back.
Sit on the bank and wait by the mile marker and wait for me.
He looked down and checked his body. His bleacher, sleeveless Levi jacket hanging open, pushed out by his wide shoulders and hanging open over his heavy pecs and ribbed 6 pack. His arms with their bulging biceps and triceps hanging down by his sides, the wide black leather belt cinched tight round his narrow waist, through the loops in his 501 bleacher jeans. His heavily muscled thighs filling out the legs. The jeans stopped in a turnup mid-calf, and he could then see his heavy, polished black, Grinder boots with their neat tight yellow laces showing as a row of 20 lines on each one.
Fucker, you ain’t getting out of this anytime soon:
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By boyryan54
I pull off his rubber isolation hood, looking into his watery and bloodshot eyes. His eyes are pleading with me, and I can barely hear the muffled begging coming from his tightly tape gagged mouth. But I will not sway. He knows what the deal was, and how much I compromised to take him on.
Back when we met seven years ago, he was so cocky and full of himself, 25 years old and convinced the world was at his feet. He was constantly playing with other “doms” and tops, getting very pushy and getting his way when it came to play. After all, he viewed it as an honor for others to enjoy his body. Things changed a bit when he met me. He knew I was different and wouldn’t cater to him. In fact, I never approached the topic of play with him. I knew that if I withheld my passion for the bdsm lifestyle from him, it would drive him crazy. In his eyes, no man would ever refuse him.
