“The Bondage Trip – Chapter Three” is up today (November 18) at Men in Chains:
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Hugh Hunter is bound, shocked and fucked by Trenton Ducati
At Bound Gods. Vertically strapped to a grid of chains, a blindfolded and muzzled Hugh Hunter awaits his leather master, Trenton Ducati. Trenton finally emerges from the shadows with a flogger draped over his ripped body. Trenton bites down on Hugh’s submissive ass and reminds Hugh, “You’re my property today.” Trenton starts flogging Hugh’s ass and torso. The relentless flogging gives Hugh a hard-on, so Trenton pulls out Hugh’s cock and has it taste a twirling flogger on its throbbing head. Promising a surprise for his plaything, Trenton pulls out a violet wand and edges Hugh while the wand sparks over Hugh’s balls, chest and tongue.
Hugh finds himself in a rope harness with his hands tied behind his back. Trenton manhandles his property’s chest and gets another taste of its cock before bringing out the crop. After warming Hugh’s nipples, cock and ass with the crop, Trenton shoves Hugh down for a rough blow job. Hugh gasps for air as Trenton assembles a clothespin zipper from torso to thigh. Trenton fixes the ends of the zipper to the ground and yanks Hugh into the air. Hugh screams for mercy as the clothespin rip away from his tender flesh and Trenton crops away to the sounds of his screams. Trenton has his hunk of meat bound and bent over between two posts as Trenton’s fat cock enters his tight hole. Hugh’s fucked relentlessly until his master busts all his cum and smears it all over Hugh’s face.
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The WORC Program – Part 24
By Joshua Ryan
After that, I was so nervous, I could hardly sit still. Geometry class! What a nightmare. With My Fate Hanging in the Balance like that, I had to worry about theorems! And it took DAYS for something to happen. Actually, I was sittin in Geometry when I got the text from Mr. Sinclair: “Come out to the Center. I’ve got an answer for you.”
I should have walked outta class right then, but I was such a good boy that I waited till it was over, LOL! Then I got on my bike and rode out there. As soon as I got into his office, Mr. Sinclair said, “Well, Noah, you’re in luck. Mr. Hamilton has expressed an interest in acquiring you for the Farms.”
“Sweet!” I said. “When do I go?”
“Hold on,” he said. “Mr. Hamilton made a good offer for a preliminary contract. Preliminary. But he told us that under no circumstances will he make the purchase until after the subject graduates from high school.”
“You mean I’ve gotta hang around till next June?”
Prison Library Update
For those who have been reading the series called The WORC Program by Joshua Ryan and eagerly checking back for more, just a quick update. There are three more parts to go. It will end with Part 26. The final three installments will appear tonight (Tuesday), tomorrow and Thursday. I’m so very grateful to the author, Joshua Ryan, for sharing this story with Metalbond readers. For those who just can’t get enough of his writing, be sure to check his extensive story page, located at prisonfictions.bdsmlr.com, which has many more stories in a similar vein.
And speaking of long-running stories, I am pleased to announce that there will be yet another “bondage novel” coming soon to the Prison Library. It’s called “One Year,” and it is by Taurus. I think many guys are going to enjoy it very much. I sure did when reading it in advance! In addition, there will soon be even MORE male bondage fiction coming soon from the authors Steellock, ty dehner, Nitro, rts and many others, so keep checking back. In November alone, there will have been a new story or chapter of a story every night except election night! I am especially pleased to have been able to share a new story from bootboy called Getting Wet.
If you enjoyed the story by bootboy or any of the other authors, please be sure to leave a note in the comments section!
Master Alex has a new prisoner
Check out what Master Alex does to some new bondage meat over at Dream Boy Bondage:
There are SEVEN hi-res videos of this prisoner available for download from Dream Boy Bondage
Name of the captive pictured in this post: MARCUS RIVERS
Bondage archives: A total stud is tied with his compression shorts pulled down
Images above are from Straight Up Guys
Hey prisoners: Straight Up Guys is now an archive site. There is no new material being added anymore, but subscribers have access to their vast photo and video archives.
Getting Wet
By bootboy
Don’t really know how I ended up where I did. Sometimes I think i’m crazy to stay here, and other times I think i’m just where I should be. I didn’t plan this: I just sort of slid into it. Not even sure how much further into slavery I can slide. Maybe tomorrow i’ll decide to call it quits, but I might just decide to stay put and ride it out. Kind of surprised how far i’ve gone. It just didn’t happen by accident though, I think it’s a bit like a storm. You can sense that one is approaching, seeing the clouds gathering and all, and you can either head inside and batten down the hatches or you can stay out in the thick of it. I guess I don’t know enough to come in out of the rain but I like splashing around and getting wet.
If anyone looked in through the window and saw me here; shaved from head to toe, my hands locked behind my back with wrist restraints, collared and hitched to the post of a loft bed, i’m sure that they would think I was crazy. But when I look out and see how most people live, to me, they are the ones who seem crazy: or worse.
Gimp Training, Week 5
Unowned in NYC
It’s been over a month now since my sub became my gimp. While I’m on the job, or out with my buds, the excitement of knowing where he is and how he’s bound, and that he’s not moving until I got home, still keeps me hard through the better part of each day. But the intensity is lessening a little bit, week by week. It’s a relief for me, in a way, because my dick was getting chafed from stepping into the port-a-john to jerk off five or six times a day during those first couple weeks. The other guys had started razzing me about it — was I getting old man’s prostate? Going to jerk off again? If only they knew that’s exactly what I was doing.
That first week, the gimp was on my mind practically every second of every day. Horned up beyond belief, but tempered with a strong dose of concern. Maybe he’d overheat, or there’d be a fire or a gas leak at the house. Maybe he’d completely freak out and I’d come home to a zombie gimp, mentally broken beyond the point of what I wanted. Maybe some freak accident would clog up the air tube in his gag. The gimp and I had talked about all these dangers and more, in those last couple months leading up to his transformation. As far as he was concerned, the chances were so remote for any of these possibilities, that it was a no-brainer.
The potential risks were well worth the reward of him being allowed to truly live as my object. He didn’t have to twist my arm. I had just wanted to make absolutely sure he was aware of what he’d be getting himself into, and that he wasn’t off in a fantasy world, unaware of certain realities. By the time I’d decided I really wanted to do it with him, I wanted to be sure we weren’t going to get a few days or a few weeks into it just to have him try to get out of it or negotiate for something easier.