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By Eckie
I woke up from the noise of the cage being opened. It took a little to realize where I was, caught in rubber at the mercy of someone I didn’t even know who he was until now. Even though I did not have the best rest, I slept enough to be ok. The zip of the heavy rubbersack was opened and I was let out of it and ordered on my knees. ‘Breakfast time’ I heard him say and he took my hand and placed a bottle in it. ‘Drink it all; take your time, but rink it all before I get you ready.’ It didn’t taste any special, I guessed it was some mixture out of proteins, vitamins and other essentials I would need after that past evening and night. I finished quite quickly, but when I put down the empty bottle I immediately got another one pressed in my hand, he must have been watching me while I had the first bottle.
‘Here’s the next one, and another two are still waiting, boy’ I heard him say. With the catheter in my dick I would not be able to piss until he opens it, so I was hoping I would not feel the need of pissing so soon.
Having emptied all 4 of the bottles I was rather filled, but felt well again. He now stood me up and led me to another room. I was pushed on to some bench or table, straps securing my upper body on it, my arms pulled forward and cuffed at the end of that bench, my legs spread and fixed to the legs of that bench, some more straps added to the upper arms and upper legs and I wasn’t able to move very much again anymore.
By slavebladeboi
Today I was his toy, but then I knew that as soon as he stretched me into a vertical spread eagle.
The leather wrist restraints that were bolted to the high beam seemed to get tighter the sweatier my wrists got, helped no doubt by the fine mist of oil that he had sprayed all over me. The temperature in the dungeon was in the low 90s but humid, and I felt each trickle of oily sweat slowly and constantly running down my body.
I’d been alone and in this position for at least a couple of hours now. Is that all? I hear you say. Well you try it and you’ll soon see how time can sometimes drag. I’m standing with my feet in wooden stocks and spread far enough to make my hole available and easily filled.
He was good at DIY too, almost engineering standards if what I was in was anything to go by. The milking machine was fixed in a position in front of me and also strapped to me so, although I could hardly move anyway, there was no way it was coming even slightly loose.
Sleek, young Joseph, blindfolded, is stretched naked on his back as his “friend” Hunter sucks his cock and then whips him for getting hard.
Joseph, now blindfolded, has been flipped over onto his back. His naked body is stretched on the inclined table; his top ribs and pecs are red from spending hours face-down on the table while being rhythmically fucked by the fuck-machine. “You are going to cum for me now!” Hunter announces as he enters the room and cranks Joseph a little tighter on the table. Hunter, who has dreamed of this moment for years, immediately puts his lips on Joseph’s cock. The prisoner moans and squirms, breathing heavy, fearful and disgusted by his “friend.” Hunter sucks the stud’s cock like an old pro, but Joe only gets semi-hard. Joseph tries desperately to cum for Hunter, hoping against hope that busting a load will be his ticket home, but he just can’t do it. Instead, Hunter keeps his captive hard, enjoying his dick too much to care if he actually cums – then whips him brutally for failing to do so.
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Title of this shoot: Joseph & Hunter – Straight Bros – Chapter 8
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By Eckie
I received an email from a friend, inviting me to a party where they wanted to hold a sort of slave auction. Several Masters and slaves will be invited and during the evening the slaves will be auctioned off for the weekend – or in case the two right matches are finding each other, even for lifetime. The email stated that for the weekend enough toys and space is provided for all to enjoy the party and results of the auction.
I do not consider myself master or owner, in fact I like to switch in terms of BDSM play, but I sure like the play of owning a slave for a while and having a slave in total obedience to any command at my disposal… so I thought I would attend to that party and take it from there.
The party was scheduled for the weekend in two weeks, so it was no problem for me to arrange the time off and the travel there. I arrived at the given location Friday late afternoon – bit early, but the host welcomed me with some snacks and drinks. I asked him who’s going to be around for the auction and he told me that it seems there will be 7 slaves to sell, but 9 masters to buy … so the will have to find a solution for this, maybe a slave shared by two or three masters, or two slaves shared – they will discuss before the party starts with all attendees.
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I had the pleasure of meeting Rick in person at this year’s IML in Chicago — and not only is Rick nice, but he is hot too!
He’s got a website where you can download a wide selection of audio files, many for free and many with bondage themes!
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Check out the way Marc laughs and screams at Tickled Hard! In the video shown directly below, Franco has Marc strip off his t-shirt, jeans and boxers and ties him spread eagle on the modified bed. Marc squeals with delight when Franco begins tickling his abs and his upper rib cage. He throws his head back and giggles while he bangs on the headboard. To increase the sensation, Franco blindfolds Marc before continuing to tickle his lean body. Franco tickles his bellybutton, tummy and pelvis, then his upper inner thigh. Next he slips off Marc’s size 8 1⁄2 shoe and tickles him through his ankle socks. Marc makes a series of squeaking moans and can barely breathe when Franco tickles his bare foot with a soap saver and grooming brush. It’s like one extended orgasm filled with laughter and tears. Franco works his magic on Marc’s other foot, only stopping to blow raspberries on Marc’s side and stomach with his prickly-bearded mouth. He tickles Marc’s balls and blows his hard cock, milking a load out of him. While his dick still bounces around, Franco goes back to tickling his feet. Franco keeps jacking Marc’s cock while he alternates tickling his inner thighs and abs, which makes Marc produce even higher-pitched squeals. By the end, Marc is begging and promising to be Franco’s slave for a week if he’ll just stop!
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By Mister-X/Spartan
I was sitting there, tied tightly in rope. He was across from me, doing more rope work that he planned to put me into. He was a master at it. I didn’t even try to get loose from what he’d put me into. I knew that there was zero chance of my escaping. All I could do was sit and wait. Occasionally he would look back at me and get that sadistic smile on his face before he returned to his work. As I sat there my mind started to wander back.
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I first met him when I was in high school. I had a side job on weekends, and had been saving up money. Finally I was able to afford what I’d wanted for several years. After I’d purchased that leather jacket, I proudly wore it to school the next day. One of my classmates, Jeff, saw it and told me he wanted to try it on. I didn’t want to get out of it, and told him no. Jeff was the class bully, and I knew that I was taking a risk by turning him down, but after all the work I’d put into getting that jacket, I didn’t want to let it go.
After class Jeff was waiting for me at my car. I wasn’t able to avoid him, and he told me “if you don’t let me try on your jacket, I’ll beat the shit out of you first, and then I’ll take it.” After saying this, he held up some brass knuckles that he had on his hand.
