I had a great time last week visiting Bind of Men In Chains!
Here I am in his home-built bondage chair. This is one of many predicaments I found myself in. I also helped put Bind in bondage, as well as several other guys who were also visiting.
Martin is ingeniously bound with his cock and nut sack suspended
At BreederFuckers, Martin needs to focus on the here and now. His only purpose in this moment and every moment for the rest of his life is to serve as a cock-sucking slut! All Adrian has to do is lightly stroke the sensitive soles of Martin’s feet and he immediately kicks out, causing himself immense pain as his dick is wrenched by the rope!
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A visit to Franklin County Historic Jail in Iowa and Men In Chains
I’m in Iowa this week, as the guest of Mark Bind of the Franklin County Historic Jail in Iowa and Men In Chains, and Mark of Serious Male Bondage. I have been locked up in a jail cell every night this week! Plus lots more adventures.
More information is coming. I will be posting many updates and pictures in the days and weeks to come. Meanwhile, I have already posted several teasers on my Twitter page.
TBT: Metal in a hogtie
This is a really old picture of me in a rope tie. You can tell by the antique phone on the dresser!
Tethered in a Cell
Palm Springs Bondage Club
The Palm Springs Bondage Club meets on the last Friday of every month!
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Pest Control – Part 1
By bndwolf80
“So Greg, I’ve checked for termites and the place is all clear,” the Pest Control dude said.
“That’s good news,” I replied
“But watch your seep holes as they–”
I wasn’t really listening. It was the 21st of October. Locktober as some call it. Which this year included me.
22 days my cock has been caged now. (I started a day early. Just had to be different.)
Self locked this time, having been single for a few months now. My Holy Trainer was becoming my new norm, but a minute didn’t go by yet when I wasn’t reminded of the firm, unyielding plastic encasing my cock.
My horniness level was sky high. To the point where I was craving something in my butt multiple times a day. Willing cocks aren’t plentiful where I live, although admittedly I hadn’t done a lot to seek them out, still being in the “recovery” phase after a long-term relationship. So my collection of butt toys stepped up to the plate and had been getting a lot of action.
