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Bind in Lock Down Full Time – Day 97
BOTH of these videos are up now at Men In Chains
At Men In Chains, here are pictures from the two most recently added videos:
and
Bind in Lock Down Full Time – Day 97
BOTH of these videos are up now at Men In Chains
At Dream Boy Bondage, Jesse Stone is in a state of shock. Earlier today he was arrested, found guilty after a 15-minute trial and sentenced to torture. Now he is cuffed against a steel bar. A young guard punches him in the abs, knocking the air out of him. The guard not only hurts him but treats him like a sex object, fondling his body and then removing his briefs, spreading his ass cheeks and spitting on his hole while stroking his cock, getting him hard. Jesse is terrified. His mind races: “This guy is not just a sadist; he wants to fuck me! Shit, he is going to fuck me!” the naked, young athlete thinks as he is repositioned on the bar, his wrists attached to either end. The bar rises, stretching him. His nearly hairless body is totally vulnerable. Then he is brutally whipped from his shoulders to his thighs.
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Don is home stroking his cock when Bobby the cop bursts in about a noise complaint. “You’re in trouble, but I know how to fix this!” the Top Cop exclaims, pushing Don to the bed as he unsnaps the fly of his police uniform. The cop is big and built, and his cock is 100 percent erect and stiff as he pulls Don up to nurse on the massive tool. He tears off his black shirt and gives us a look at his perfect muscles as Don happily slurps down eight inches of police woody. Bobby grabs the young hot bottom by the hair and fucks into the juicy throat, then pushes him down face first and pulls off his sweats to get at the hungry ass underneath.
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Title: Top Cops, Scene 2
By socalbd
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I remained kneeling in the center of the dungeon for a while. I thought back to the last few hours and how Dan treated me with kindness and acknowledged there was more than a connection between us. I looked forward to being able to explore that in the future. But for now I waited for what would definitely be a painful and difficult experience.
I continued to ponder why I wanted this. What drives a man to submit willingly to another man whose intention is to inflict pain, humiliate and subjugate his prisoner? It’s carefully carried out and both men enter into the arrangement with full knowledge of what will happen. At the conclusion both men appreciate and thank the other for the opportunity to engage in these real roles. Why do I want to experience pain? Why do I want to be made to service John and Dan? Why am I attracted to them and this play? I guess I’ll never really know or perhaps don’t really want to understand. It fills a purpose. It fills a need. And here I am, naked, handcuffed, on knees waiting for the next punishment and training period.
I heard the door open and immediately my pulse quickened. I felt their presence in front of and behind me.
This is from Strip Search Hell. There have been reports of guys over the wall throwing contraband into the jail, but, in a surprise to no one, endless searches of cells have turned up nothing. The first recourse is to make an example of someone and let it be known that nude searches will become more common as a result of this activity.
That the “someone” is the most fuckable guy on the wing doesn’t make a difference. The warders choose someone who is desired by others and has more to lose by kicking up a fuss than going along with the intrusive search. This prisoner is no stranger to being strip searched, but this time he is far too clever to be provoked by an intimate body search. Not that the screws don’t go to town making this as humiliating as possible.
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By RotherhamMan
Clint had no trouble entering the men’s quarters. Not only was his own nearby but those who did see him just assumed he was on a booty call and were jealous. He went unchallenged. The quarters were two bunk beds and some draws for clothes and personal effects. The key to Thor’s chastity cage wouldn’t be in there, they would most likely be on their person but Clint wanted to explore this option first. He started with the obvious places and worked quickly but turned up no results just as quickly. He left no sign he had been there, he was too good for that.
Before he could leave he heard people approaching and from their voices he could tell they were the occupants of these quarters. There was no escape and nowhere to hide. The door opened and the three men, Jake, Sean and Eric, entered. They slowed as they saw Clint, stood in the centre of the room he could hardly be missed, but they recovered quickly and closed the door behind them. It wasn’t locked but it might as well have been.