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This subject spent two hours in the horizontal research cell while breathing through a gasmask and filter hose. Watch for future updates with more challenging tests at Serious Male Bondage.
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Video: Wyatt is tied up with his balls stretched in a vice
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“Am I pleasing you sir?” Wyatt asks, stretched out on the bondage table, his naked body covered with whip marks, his balls stretched in a vice, an electrified grid under his butt ready to shock him at any moment. His master, muscle-stud Jared, doesn’t respond but whips Wyatt even harder and yanks on the rope attached to the vice crushing his balls. Then Jared takes the captive’s tortured cock and balls in his mouth and licks his stretched scrotum. “Thank you, Sir!” the tortured slave says. Then Jared flips the switch that sends current into the grid. He whips Wyatt as he lifts himself off the grid and continues to whip him when he collapses on it. After a while, the poor slave is so exhausted he remains silent and supine even as the current flows into his balls and his master continues to whip him. His bound body just shakes and jerks.
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Title of this shoot: Wyatt – Playtime – Part 10
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Milking Day – Part 2
By Cutieboy90
It had been hours. I was naked, hogcuffed, ballgagged, with a huge electro plug humming away up my butt milking my prostate after five weeks of chastity. All I had to do was not orgasm until Mark said it was time.
Speaking of Mark, he’d been flipping through the various sports channels, watched a few games, a bit of news, and switched to a sitcom for a bit too before turning back to basketball. All the while, his big feet were all over me. In my face, resting on my shoulders, stroking my back. I was drooling heavily on my ballgag, and leaking constantly through my chastity cage, moaning as he pushed on that gigantic plug.
This was torture. Plain and simple, I thought to myself. Four hours, and I was still horny as hell, fighting back the urge to cum, and I was exhausted. I let out a whimper and a torrent of drool. Mark looked over, taking his feet from where they were resting on the small of my back. He leaned closer to me.
“Aww, whassa matter? Bored? Well I suppose you can’t see the TV…” His voice had such a patronizing tone, the teasing sexy bastard. I rolled my eyes, but mostly my fight was gone. Mark seemed to think for a moment, and then stood up, a twinkle in his eyes. “Got it! I know exactly what’ll cheer you up. Be right back.” He darted into the other room, and returned a moment later with some nipple clamps.
24 Hours in Jail – Part 3
By Prisoner805
Waking Up In Jail
I couldn’t believe how well I had slept. I rolled over and adjusted a number of times during the night, each time feeling the wet spot at the opening in my chastity belt, noticing the musky smell of crotch and cum. That only made me throb more in the belt. This whole thing was one vicious cycle. I thought to get up and call out a number of times, but I corrected myself. When AR wants me up, he’ll order me up. If I’m smart, I’ll get my rest while I’m able.
AR did come to the bars, and wasted no time pointing to his crotch. I quickly got to my knees and made myself useful through the bars. I had always wanted to be used through the bars of a jail. I’ve previously sucked cock through the bars of a cage so I knew it was going to be right up there on the “gotta try it” scale. Sure enough, it was amazing. After a little bit, AR was done with my mouth.
He passed my boots and muzzle in and told me to put them on. Then came the 4 buckle hand restraints and leg irons for over my boots. Once I had them all on, he told me to get up against the wall. He came in and inspected me, then told me to turn so that he could take in his work for a moment.
