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The Jacket – Part 3
By Rubrpig
My new life which began so dramatically has settled into somewhat of a routine. I still work my usual time during the day after which I head for my new gym. Sir had me switch to his gym so on occasion we can work out. This has happened several times now, usually on his days off from the store. After my workout, I am not allowed to shower at the gym but I must pack my suit and shoes into my gym bag and head to my loft. Once I get to my loft I strip, throw my sweaty gym gear into the wash, hang up my suit and quickly buff and polish my dress shoes. Once this is done, I flush myself out till the water running from my ass is clear. Only then am I allowed to have a shower.
Afterward, I put on my heavy leather collar and lock it, then check my phone for a text from Sir. If Sir texts that means I am to put on a pair of spandex shorts and head for his loft. I let myself in and strip off my shorts and wait in the living room. Here in his loft and when I am in my own loft, I am not allowed to use the furniture with the exception of my bed. The furniture is reserved for Sir’s use. I relax and wait for his return home.
A captive is tied up and his hole is violated
The Jacket – Part 2
By Rubrpig
Sir John and I left the shop and began the walk to our loft building. By some stroke of fate I now was the boy to a man and we just happened to live in the same building. The walk was definitely intense for me as so much had happened in just a few hours. I had gone from walking into Mr. S Leather in jeans, boots and a t-shirt to being in chaps, leather jock and a heavy locked straitjacket.
To add to the intensity I now wore 2 collars, one for service and one that was now apparently permanent. I followed my new Sir and as Sir held my leash in his right hand, I walked behind him on his right. We had about an 8 block walk so I knew most likely many people would see us. I was finally settling down and not feeling quite so nervous and antsy even though I was for the first time in my life heavily encased and locked into leathers.
With a couple of exceptions most people who walked by us simply smiled and watched as we walked by them. One gay couple walked past and asked if we were getting ready for Dore Alley? Sir John smiled and told them that was right and that he was getting his boy used to being walked in bondage. They told us to enjoy the evening and they wandered away.
Turning him into a rubber object
The Bounty Hunter
In this video, Christian Wilde captures and fucks Sebastian Keys in bondage. It’s called ‘The Bounty Hunter’
This is one from the Bound Gods vault. In this one, bounty hunter Christian Wilde caught small time drug trafficker Sebastian Keys in Mexico. He keeps Sebastian in a private run-down prison until he collects the bounty. Going for the bigger fish, Christian decides to interrogate his captive for the name of his boss for an even larger bounty. Sebastian endures a harsh body cavity search, CBT, TT, corporal and not to mention his ass gets violated by a night stick!
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A Roman Master – Part 3
By Alex Ironrod
PART THREE – 60AD – BRITAIN – IN THE ROMAN EMPIRE
The Iceni warrior, Vertigen, came to with a groan and an aching head, slung, bound and gagged, across the saddle of the Roman cavalry Prefect Marcus, who was walking his tired horse in the early dawn, accompanied by his giant decurion Maximus. Both soldiers had been captured in battle and tortured by the Iceni tribesmen in a revolt against the Romans – and the Brits had been winning. Marcus noticed the movement in front of him, “Well, he’s awake at last, Maximus. You must have given him a bloody good clout back at the camp, as we’ve been riding for hours. Good morning, my lord, how the hell are you feeling? I bet you don’t remember us taking you from amongst your drunken troops, and making our escape last night. Now, we can rest for a few minutes. I think we’re sufficiently far away from any pursuers.”
The decurion swung down and pulled the prisoner to the ground. “Take his gag out, untie his feet, and give him a slug of this foul honey drink of theirs,” ordered the prefect, climbing off the large grey, “Fortunes have turned again, Vertigen, and you’re my prisoner, as you were a few months ago. Now that we’ve fucked and forced one another, you could say we’re even in our sex war, but, as a Master, I can’t forget my treatment at your camp.” “You Romans are so bloody high-and- mighty, invading our country, insulting my Queen and raping her daughter,” snarled the prince.