By BondageExpressionist
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Leather bondage gear
VRansomwear – Chapter 2
VRansomwear
By POW
CHAPTER 2
Colin stayed in the changing room for about forty-five more minutes before working up the nerve to leave. He regretted now that the day had been warm; his clothing consisted of baggy jeans, a T-shirt, socks, and sneakers. No matter how he arranged things, there would still be a lot of exposed rubber. Of course, his face was covered by the rubber, too, so that gave him a certain anonymity. Still, everywhere he went he would be a freak.
That realization was what finally drove him out: he was only a few blocks away from Times Square. If there was any place where a freak could blend in, it was there. Especially ten days before Halloween.
He put on everything he could and packed the few other items into the gym bag. Easing the door open, he slipped into the empty hallway and started down the stairs. Here in the early afternoon the locker areas only held a few people; rush hour was when all the commuters from New Jersey and Pennsylvania would swarm through on their way in or out of the city. Now there were only a handful: a white woman in her fifties, a dark young guy, Latino or possibly Arabic, a Wall Street wanna-be in an expensive suit, and a father with his daughter of about six. Colin emerged from the stairwell and strode through the hall with more confidence than he felt.
The six-year-old stared, of course, but that would have happened without the rubber. The rest ignored him in that practiced way New Yorkers have. He kept his own eyes forward… not that any of them could see his eyes… from their point of view his face was a blank mask.
Ricky Larkin Dominates and Tickles Billy Santoro
At My Friends Feet, Ricky Larkin sees big, hairy stud Billy Santoro sleeping, and he can’t resist tying him to the bed and having his way with him. He wakes Billy up, who is completely confused about his situation. Before long he’s sucking on Ricky’s toes. Of course, that isn’t the only thing he ends up licking. Ricky’s sweaty heels are also part of the meal, and Billy laps them up happily, completely submitting to muscle bear Ricky Larkin. He really had no choice though. Where was he going to go, being tied up and all. Ricky ends up tickling the hell out of Billy too!
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A dozen images from Bound Jocks
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Caged muscle worship
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Busman’s Holiday – Part 13
By lthr_jock
For the second time in 24 hours, Clark found himself being led out of the hotel room on a chain leash, with Greg at the other end. This time, though, his body was on display as his muscles bulged around the leather slave harness. He nearly tripped as Greg yanked on the chain, but remembered how to walk in the boots and hurried down the corridor after him. The unfamiliar feel of the rail plug in his arse made him feel as if he needed to shit and as he walked he could feel the rubber tail lashing to and fro behind him. The thought of what he must look like made him blush and he was grateful for the dog hood that was covering his features.
Greg reached the lift and pressed the button calling for it. While they waited, he pushed Clark back against a wall and pressed against him, his black uniform leathers cold against Clark’s naked flesh.
“So, Clarkie, here’s the deal. You are displaying some of my goods and so you will do whatever I tell you to. Disobey and you will be punished, obey and maybe I can convince Vickers to reduce your debt. Understand?”