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Connor Maguire ties up two slaves and fucks them

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Check out these scenes from ‘Ice Torment – Bound Gods Live Show’

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Abel Archer and John Smith are bound to each other, legs interlocked, arms behind their backs and blindfolded. As they try to untie themselves, Connor Maguire and Van taunt them with crops. Stripped naked to reveal their chastity, they are teased mercilessly as Connor gets them aroused inside the hard cock casings. A heavy flogging is issued to both with rope gags tied off to the floor, putting them in a brutal back arch position. With John and Abel tied up to wooden posts, Van suspends giant chunks of ice from their balls, covers them in clothespins and hoses them down. They scream in pain as the high velocity hose pelts their bodies. Connor then fucks the near exhausted captives as they get their feet caned. After sharing Connor’s load, they get their own cum machine fucked out of them to the delight of the members watching live.

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Models in this shoot: Van Darkholme, Abel Archer, John Smith, Connor Maguire

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Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 20

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By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 20: Opportunities for Success in Uniformed Service

I’m leaving out a lot of stuff about the “guests.”  The kids that trip you in the hall.  The people that open their doors and see you and squirm and slither away as far as they can get, hoping not to catch your disease.  The old gentlemen who like to tell you jokes.  “Hey boy—how many slappies does it take to screw in a lightbulb?  Don’t know?  Well, what DO you know?  Ha ha ha ha ha!  I heard that one on the tour today.”  The young ladies who check in for their bachelorette party, four to a room, and totter off to shop for their bridesmaids’ dresses, leaving their puke on the couch.  The boyfriends muscling them past the ugly slappies that would otherwise want to rape them.  The annual guests who’ve learned that if Housekeeping turns up at an inconvenient time they can always say “Corner,” and the slap will have to find the nearest one and stand there facing it until the guests are ready to leave their room.

It was good that during those first days I had Dave to keep me standing at attention with my hands behind my back, anytime there might be trouble.  And to teach me a lot more things than how to change a hotel bed.  He went way beyond what hotel management calls Guest Relations.

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Video: Matthew gets power fucked by a machine

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After being whipped and paddled at Dream Boy Bondage, Matthew’s asshole is pummeled by a machine that fucks him senseless.

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On his first day as Anthony’s slave, Mathtew’s asshole was pounded by his young master’s massive, erect cock. And now he is being fucked by a machine with a huge dildo mounted to a steel-pole. The device is like a jack-hammer, fucking the prisoner constantly for 20 minutes. Anthony sits back and laughs, slapping his victim’s ass as it’s pummeled. Matthew moans and rocks as he’s fucked, his eyes rolling back into his head. Anthony finally turns the thing off but leaves the dildo rammed up the captive’s ass, then leaves him to suffer alone, a true fuck-slave who exists for one purpose: pleasing a sadist with a taste for bondage.

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Title: Matthew Connor – From Fantasy To Nightmare – Chapter 9

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Holiday Football

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As I swept my tongue across the shiny steel surface and cleaned the last of my breakfast from my bowl, I found myself dreading the day that lay ahead of me.  I really shouldn’t have. After all, it was a holiday and I’d be spending it with my partner, Tom. But it was also one of those holidays when there are never-ending football games on T.V., back to back to back.  Tom was a football fan.  I wasn’t.  It was one of the few things we didn’t have in common.

I should probably mention that sex was the most important thing that we did share in common.  And as I polished my bowl clean with my tongue, I realized that part of the dread I felt was the realization that the sexual scene we had played out since I arrived home from work the night before would certainly end before the first kick-off, since Tom always gave football his complete attention, and I would have to dutifully watch the games at Tom’s side and cheer for his teams.  Thankfully, I was mistaken.

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