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Christian Wilde breaks in Scott Harbor with slave training

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At Bound Gods, Christian Wilde paces back and forth inspecting Scott Harbor. Scott pleads that he wants to service his master’s cock and even offers his ass for all of Mr. Wilde’s pleasures. But there’s only one thing on Mr. Wilde’s mind, the desire to hear Scott’s screams as he beats the fuck out of him.

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Scott’s slave training begins as he’s beaten down with the crop while ordered to strip naked. Bent over, the new captive learns that his ass must always be prepared for his master as Mr. Wilde slides his thick, hard cock deep in Scott’s ass. Medical clamps pinch down across the stud’s shoulders to hold him in place as the house dom wields the leather flogger against his flesh. His beating continues as he’s inverted upside down in mid-air, dangling helplessly as his screams fill the dungeon. Christian rewards his captive with a final fuck before shooting a load of cum into his mouth.

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Screwed

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cutieboy90“Uhh, are you sure about this?” I asked George for the hundredth time.

George’s scruffy blonde face looked up from the project on his bench. “‘Course I’m sure!” He blew across the surface of the wood, sending a cloud of powdery shavings into the air. “Now I think this’ll do.” He picked up the two blocks from the bench, and walked over to where I stood. I put the sketches down and held my arms out. George placed the blocks over my forearms and inspected the fit.

“Perfect!” He exclaimed. “How does it feel?”

I tried twisting my wrists side-to-side to gauge the clearance. “Yeah, it’s good…” There really wasn’t anything to complain about, no pinching, no tightness.

“Good.” George smiled as he tousled the wood dust out of his hair, and wiped at his brow with a rag. “Well, let’s get you in shall we? Clothes off!”

I began to take my clothes off, George lending an all-too eager hand. I blushed as the back of his hand brushed my skin. I liked George, yes. In fact, I’d always liked him. We’d been friends since we met in high school woodshop. We still made plenty of projects together in his garage-turned-workshop, but nothing quite like this…

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Tied up and beaten

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Brad is a hunk. He’s 23 years old, straight, 6-foot-2 and 195 pounds, muscular, handsome and hairy. Chic strings him up from the rafters and beats him with his hand, paddle and brush. He looks so helpless and sexy as he hops, dances, twists, moans and howls in agony, the muscles on his sexy body flexing and contracting in response to the intense pain Chic is inflicting on him.

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Title of this shoot: Brad Strung Up and Beaten

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Tommy is tied up with a hard cock

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Bound and gagged and tied to a bench, a terrified, 23-year-old straight man is at the mercy of a panting, lecherous masked man. He struggles in vain as the man rips and cuts the clothes from his body, revealing a muscular, smooth chest, thick thighs and to his great mortification, a hard cock.

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This update is titled “Tommy – Part 1”

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The Rules of the Game – Chapter 03

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By Jackson Amacher

Dylan decided to think about how good it felt to finally have his arms free. Thinking about that took his mind off the pain of walking barefoot on the forest floor, and off the humiliation of being in a collar, connected by a rope to three other naked slaves.

He used one hand to cover his groin. Not because he was trying to hide it–there wasn’t much point in that anymore–but because locked around his balls was some sort of device. As soon as he had crawled out of the truck, someone blindfolded him again. He felt himself being marched a few feet and then chained with his arms over his head. They left him like there for what felt like an hour. Until he started feeling someone… teasing him, stroking his body, having fun with him. Dylan thought the mystery guy was going to fuck him right then and there. But then he felt this awful thing get attached to the base of his dick and balls. And then he felt his first shock.

Leading them, by the neck, was Jesse, a Blue. Dylan knew Jesse pretty well–nice guy, level-headed, from Texas. From where he was, all Dylan could see of Jesse was his bare ass, framed by a jock strap.

“Hey. Hey Jesse. Wait up,” Dylan said.

“What, slave?” Jesse said.

“So, I mean, tell us. What happened to you guys? How did the Reds get you?,” Dylan asked.

“Get us? Once we realized the glory of Supreme Leader Rick, we all volunteered to serve him,” Jesse said.

 

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