The Pit’s Grip – Part 20

Chapter 20: The Pit’s Shock

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By Restrained4U

The pit pulsed, red lights carving jagged shadows across concrete walls still damp from Leo’s flood, Marcus’s biometric lock a silent jailer over their fates.

Marcus reached for the black velvet bag – boots thudding faintly as he shook it, clink of cards sharp and deliberate. “Pit’s mine – let’s see its teeth,” he growled, voice low and edged, fingers dipping in to pull a black card – white letters stark under the red glow.

He read slow, each word a gauntlet, “Bound – roll two dice for minutes, TENS unit shocks. Endure or beg – failure draws a punishment.” He set it down on the scarred table – SHOCK’S THRONE – eyes glinting with a steely glare, sweeping the room.

Marcus leaned forward, tossing the dice – 4 and 4. “Eight minutes,” he barked, voice steady, kingly defiance stiff in his frame as he sat, boots planted firm.

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Spanking Machine Ordeal

Master Lee takes a break from his construction work to intimidate, abuse and fuck a lowly sub at Brutal Tops:

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Vicious Master Lee gets off on intimidating the sub with threats and laughing in his face. This muscular blond stud with piercing blue eyes is an imposing presence who sets up an ingenious spanking machine to whack the sub’s ass until its stinging red. He strips fully naked and makes the sub give him a blow job while his ass is still getting whacked. It’s a struggle to get the full length of Master Lee’s cock in his mouth, so to encourage him Lee ramps up the spanking machine’s speed.

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The Herculean god then stands over the dirty sub and fucks his ass. His big powerful balls slam back and forth as he plunges deep inside the sub’s ass. Master Nick arrives and demands sexual pleasure, stripping and shoving his spread ass into the sub’s face so he can lick right up his asshole. The powerful demanding men spitroast the pathetic sub, smacking him and demanding that he perform until they are fully sexually satisfied.

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Brooks Brothers Bondage

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Girth Brooks takes Cole Brooks into a local bar in the middle of the day. Cole doesn’t want to be groped by the public, but Girth wants to share the prisoner with the crowd. Horny dudes rip off the bound captive’s clothes as more people walk into the bar. Cole is made to suck a total stranger’s cock and receives a hot load on his face. Girth beats the stud’s ass and shoves his foot into the captive’s mouth. Cole is humiliated by crawling around begging for cocks. One dude gives the exhausted dude a beer enema. He squirts the beer all over a bar patron. Everybody takes turns fucking him on the bar and cum all over his face. Girth gives his captive a load of cum and a nice hot load piss in the mouth.

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Tons of tickling fun

It turns out new arrival Ryan knows a thing or two about taking control and giving a tickle master like Matt a very interesting time. With the big guy strapped into the chair and his feet in the stocks, hairy Ryan gets to work, and he has Matt writhing around and giggling like crazy in just moments! He’s soon using all those special tools to drive Matt crazy, including electric toothbrushes on his pits, feet and cock bulge!

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 19

Chapter 19: The Pit’s Lock

Nerve Breaks – Freedom Slips

By Restrained4U

The pit thrummed, red lights glinting off concrete walls still damp from Leo’s flood, Marcus’s biometric lock a silent warden sealing their fates.

Jamie slumped in his chair, latex uniform slick with sweat, patrol boots scuffed, exhaustion carving jagged lines into his wiry frame – yet a restless spark flickered in his shadowed glare. Marcus lounged, jeans taut, boots planted, chest bare and smooth where wax once clung, sipping his beer slow, kingly ease masking a coiled edge. Ryan sat rigid, leather vest creased, cap low over a cold smirk, leather pants scuffed – defiance simmering beneath the buzz of his last grind, leather creaking where tags once hung. Leo sprawled, chaps rasping against the steel Carrera cage, hair plastered flat, cane welts itching under damp skin, a twisted grin twitching faint through his defeat.

Jamie snatched the black velvet bag from Marcus’s casual toss – latex squeaking as his fingers closed around it, a hungry glint cutting through his fatigue. “My turn – let’s crank this twisted ride,” he rasped, voice raw and reckless, a hint of dark thrill lacing his words as he shook the bag once – clink of cards sharp in the air. He dipped in, fingers brushing a card, and pulled it free – the gold sheen flared under the red glow, sharp and undeniable.

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