Male BDSM: Bondage stud Connor Halsted gets tied and tortured

At Roped Studs, J.J. and Anthony couldn’t be happier because they have finally landed porn star Connor Halsted as a sub – and Connor has no idea what he’s getting into. He thinks “A little kink play, a little flexing against some ropes, and I’ll walk away with a nice check.” Instead he’s subject to long and painful rope bondage by two true sadists. Wearing a mesh Aussie Bum jock and a muscle shirt, Connor is roped to an inclined X-cross. J.J. rips the stud’s shirt open and flogs his smooth chest, then rings his pecs with two-dozen tight-packed clothespins. You can see the pain on helpless Connor’s face. He has bitten off way more than he thought – and it’s about to get much worse.

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TBT: The Jail Training Center

Does anybody know whatever happened to the Jail Training Center? Does the facility itself still exist?

The Jail Training Center

 

Before it was the Jail Training Center it was the Academy, first in Missouri and then in the Atlanta area. I went twice when it was in the Atlanta area, after it had become the Jail Training Center, and this was after Chip had departed the scene.

Cam cleat for self-bondage

In response to this post about a device that can be used for self-bondage, Metalbond reader Markus also recommends a cam cleat, available in boating stores!

Markus writes,

“You can go to a boating store and buy a cam cleat. You will have to come up with a base plate on your own. The difference is that unlike the Everlast product these usually come rated with SWL (Safe Working Load) and Breaking Load. You release the rope by puling UP and OUT of the cleat:

cam cleat for self bondage

 

Markus continues:

“Generally speaking you will find lots of ‘pervertables’ in boating stores, usually made with high-end materials (all that salt water, you know) and at reasonable prices. And the sales people are usually very knowledgeable and will gladly help finding a solution when you describe them a non-boating problem. Just be aware that they usually will know what you plan to do with the stuff you buy, even if it’s not mentioned loudly!”

 

Thanks, Markus, for the information!

A Rubberboi on the Farm – Chapter 06

By R8080

Note: This is a continuation of a story from a while back. To start at Part 1, click here.

Alex’s world had been reduced to the two small portholes of his vision. The gas mask squeezed against his face with each breath he took. The smell of rubber was his entire world, the smell rich and filling his nose.

He had tried tugging at the restraints on the padded bed. The cuffs on his arms held tight. Eventually he had given up and fallen into a half-sleep after the mornings tiring workout.

The world beyond his rubbered skin had been anything but silent though. Every now and then he’d hear banging or scraping and his cock would twitch at the thought of what his Master was up to. He would be drifting off and then wake with a start, sure that someone had been watching him. If only he could lift his head to see.

Panic.

Alex woke, a primal urge screaming at him. He couldn’t breathe. His arms pulled at the cuffs but they wouldn’t give. He kicked impotently. His entire body was wracked with fear.

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Read the Instructions

By Callum Buchanan (of blessed memory)

Note from Metal: I am re-posting this story after a reader contacted me about it. See below for more information about this author and where this story came from.

The boxer’s mouthpiece felt as if it had swollen to fill his whole mouth. It was three o’clock in the morning and he could neither spit it out nor even open his mouth. That thought was the least of his problems and once again he cursed himself for a fool, he should have read the instructions first!

He was fit, and did go into the gym to spar with a trainer on a regular basis. but he also had some kinks and one of them was to dress in the training kit and pretend that he could not take it off. That he was trapped and helpless in it. Unable even to open his front door and get help.

The dream though had now become reality and he was in a real fix. At the gym Bob his trainer had told him about some new extra safe sparing kit. The padding was better so was the fit. there were no laces or straps to cause problems in the ring and you did not even need to wrap or bandage your hands because the gloves were so well made. He had agreed that the stuff looked good and placed a telephone order for the kit from the makers, a local sports goods company he had never heard from before and bought 20oz gloves, a supersafe head guard and cup.

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