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Celebrate Halloween (two days early) at the New York Bondage Club
It the New York Bondage Club’s annual Halloween Dungeon Party — this SUNDAY Oct 29 from 7 pm to 1 am. Sounds like fun! Click here.
Leather restraints by Sinvention
Vintage pictures: Bound and Gagged
Roger – Part 4
By David Sellers
Five minutes later—maybe less—I heard the deadbolt click and the door to the storeroom open.
I groaned, unhappily, and pushed against the straps. I wanted the ballcrusher off. I wanted the gag removed. I wanted out.
“I know, honey,” my husband said, patting my chest, “it hurts, all of it. It’s supposed to. Ten more minutes. Maybe fifteen. Unless you moan and groan—do that and I’ll leave you here.”
I took a deep breath and exhaled. I would be good. I would be quiet.
My husband began to stroke my cock—which is the only thing that makes the ballcrusher bearable. What felt like five minutes went by. I was getting close to coming.
“You close?”
“Yes,” I grunted with the gag in my mouth—I was close. Really close.
Another long stroke. Another. My cock began to throb. With his free hand my husband undid the buckle of the gag and removed it from my mouth. I was right on the edge.
“Permission to come?!?” I said, desperately. “Please? Can I come?!?
My husband let go of my cock.
Roger – Part 3
By David Sellers
“Pick one.”
Roger was sitting on a small stool near the head of the bondage board. He was fully dressed in his work clothes, smiling broadly, and holding two used condoms over my head. He had one in each hand. One was from last night’s fuck, he told me, one was from this morning’s fuck. And one was going about to be emptied into my mouth. My choice would determine whether I got this morning’s load — still warm, Roger said — or last night’s cold, congealed load.
They — my husband, my husband’s boyfriend — had come into the storeroom a moment ago. I wasn’t quite asleep, but the clicking of both deadbolts quickly brought me out of a bondage-induced dream state. Roger pulled the stool we keep in the storeroom over to the bondage board and removed my blindfold. He told me it had been six hours — “maybe a little more” — and then he held the condoms up.
“Choose,” Roger said.
He flashed me that smile again. He was loving this. I nodded my head toward Roger’s right hand.
“Too bad,” said Roger. “Last night’s condom.”
Submissive stud gets lured into Sebastian’s dungeon
Andy Jack is all smiles, but little does he know that a master sadist is lurking in the shadows waiting to edge repeated multiple orgasms from his vulnerable prey.
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Ace Era gets tickle tortured
Youth Pastor Ace Era has been up to some bad things, but luckily they can tickle his sins away! With this huge 6-foot-3 man with size 14 feet, they had a lot of ticklish ground to cover!
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