Glen’s whip wounds are misted with alcohol, sending him into spasms of pain, before he is tied down on the rack, beat with the crop and stroked until his huge cock is rock hard:
See more at Dream Boy Bondage
Chained in fist mitts
A Metalbond reader sent this image of himself in bondage:
Don’t fall for this crap
He’s 20-something, he’s hot as fuck, and he wants you to email him. And his profile was just created.
Watch out for scams like this.
Training Property – Part 1
By ty dehner
Most evenings, with winter setting in, I walk back from Starbucks as darkness falls. I enjoy my few hours at Starbucks working on my writing and sometimes exploring new music and movies that are going to be released. On my walk home I pass by the city police stations and often see them coming and going to their patrol cars. A few of them look damn handsome in their dark uniform, and now that it is colder they wear their jackets over their shirts and heavy Kevlar vests. Sure I have a few thoughts of how I would like to serve a Cop Boss one day. I need that type of structure and control in my life, and I have a feeling there are several that would keep me well under their control.
A Master’s BDSM Stash
Check out some of men Lashmarks has taken captive. You can see more like this at his website, A Master’s BDSM Stash.
The artwork of Leo Ravenswood
Sir Bart aka 1intobondage has assembled erotic gay bondage artist Leo Ravenswood’s work “The Estate” on a tumblr page, available here.
You can also learn more about this artist by reading Mitchell’s very informative blog post, available here.
Also check out this story — featuring a scenario inspired by a Ravenswood work.
Pictures: Serious isolation box
Check out the isolation box that Mark of Serious Male Bondage is building for NoEscapeSlave:
The box will be featured on SeriousMaleBondage in the future.
A Visit to Serious Male Bondage
By Mikey
They freed me from the neoprene sack, after struggling so much, I was covered in sweat and drool from the gag, but very happy and turned on. Mark had set up a standing metal cage in the corner closet, so Dalton grabbed a Mr. S leather straightjacket, and they put me in it, wearing nothing by my Wescos. Daddy Tony strapped it up nice and tight too, making sure the sleeve buckles went underneath the loops on the side of the jacket, and cinching up the strap on the forearms nice and tight!