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This shoot is called Tye & Whiskey Part 1
Keywords: Restraints, twinks, rope, bondage, jock, flogging
Featuring: Tye, Whiskey
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Outdoor electro torture
When Dean Daniels sees the electrodes come out, he starts to beg before it even starts. Undaunted, Preston Lee, lights up his nipples, cock and asshole. In between whimperings, his back is forced up from the current. See video of this scene at BadBoyBondage.com by clicking here.
Keywords: restraints, outdoors, twinks, bondage, tattoos, flogging, leather, electrodes, nipples, Preston Lee, Dean Daniels
Important note from Metalbond: Guys, remember this is a fantasy porn shoot, not “real life.” It is not a good idea to apply electro above the waist. It’s OK to watch and beat off, but don’t try electro above the waist at home.
Nick and Daniel – Part 3
By Atlanta Stud
Nick got up off the floor and sat down on the sofa so he could enjoy his beer, figuring he’d be locked up in the leg shackles for another half hour. Not that he was complaining. His interest in cuffs and shackles was definitely increasing and Dan apparently had even more in his collection, which he wanted to see. That half hour went by quickly for both men. Dan enjoyed seeing Nick in the Clejusos. Nick was feeling a bit awkward being in leg shackles even though it wasn’t his first time. But he liked how they felt locked around his ankles.
“OK boy, you’ve served your thirty minute sentence, time to release you back to the public.”
Dan chuckled as he proceeded to remove the Clejusos. He spent a few more minutes inspecting them before setting them back down on the wooden coffee table so they’d clearly be in Nick’s view at all times. Dan wanted them in Nick’s view. He wanted to observe if Nick might pick them up and check them out again. He headed off to the kitchen and returned with another round of beers.
“No hard feelings I hope, stud.”
“Nah, you won fair and square. Guess I should have known better than to take you on. Just couldn’t resist the challenge I suppose.”
“Well, guess you know better now, stud.”
Master Wants to Play
After Jakob is taken out of the cage for some fun at Bad Boy Bondage, he is first inspected from head to toe, and then tied to the cross. Master Steven strokes and sucks his captive to keep him hard, all the while using a rough flogger to mix pleasure and pain.
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ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 11
NOTE: This is a new chapter of a long-running story by Nitro. To start at the very beginning, click here.
By Nitro
It’s been a while since we have heard from Ian and Jake. A lot has happened since that night in the playroom where Ian was heavily restrained and his SIR was pissing up his hole after a long hard fuck. Ian had been in heavy immobile restraint and chastity for an extended period by the time we got there. The heavy bondage continued and so did the heavy workouts in the gym. The two men have intertwined their lives and now live together full time in a new home that they purchased. Ian and Jake had both done fairly well with investments so they were able to pool their resources and design the house they wanted, along with some very special features that fit their lifestyle.
Jake kicked back in his leather recliner and enjoyed his 80 ring asylum 13 cigar while listening to classical music. With his every move his thick leather pants and shirt creaked and groaned, and the gloves gripped his knuckles tight. Jake enjoyed relaxing in his gear – for him his Leather wasn’t just for show, it was part of him. The knee high high shine polished leather boots had such a mirror finish on them he could practically see his face in them. His tight leather shirt clung around his chest, arms, and midsection like a second skin, and his thick cock filled out the pouch of the cod piece on the leather pants. As he took a long drag on the cigar he felt the cares of the day slowly melt away. As he thought about his property his hand absentmindedly found its way down to his crotch. The metal cockring he wore helped make sure that his cock was testing the confines of the leather cod piece. He thought back on the past year and got even harder in his pants.
A tied captive gets worked over
At BadBoyBondage.com, the Master continues to let the tied captive know exactly where he stands. The prisoner is eventually released from the ropes, but he doesn’t get to enjoy his freedom long before he is put through his paces and shown proper posture.
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Title of this shoot: “I’m Having Fun, Part 2”
The Story of Dax – Chapter 08
By TheBadOne
Extracting Prince’s load takes me hardly any time. I can take the full length of it- I can take the full length of anyone- and he’s obviously already close after watching Omni and Zephyr do me over. And, judging by the size of his load, it’s probably been a couple days since he’s let one loose. I’m surprised by that- he doesn’t seem like someone who ever has a need that isn’t met. Either way, I’m proud of my work, and Prince seems pleased, too. I remain on my knees, kneeling in front of him, waiting for my next order.
He raises his booted foot, presses it against my chest, and with one strong movement of his legs I sprawl against the floor. Ouch. OK, then.
“Stay there,” he commands, and then I hear footsteps, the door creak open and shut, and then nothing at all. I’m left staring at the ceiling, the taste of come on my lips. Taking advantage of the first rest I’ve had in hours, I close my eyes, and focus on the throbbing and the warmth still radiating off my body from its beating.
Earn It Pup – Chapter 8
By Pup Shaggy
Epilogue
[Note: this is the final part of this story by Pup Shaggy. To begin at the very beginning, click here.]
I waited in darkness. In silence … for the most part. I didn’t even know if he was still in the room. But I knew how much he liked me groaning and whimpering in my gag, displaying the control he had over me as I wrestle with the chains and padlocks that he’d ‘given’ me; the bonds that held me. I’m on my chest, crushing the nipple clamps biting onto my sensitive nips. My legs held over my back in an arch, kept there by a short chain connected to my arms, themselves held across my back just under my shoulder blades as high up my back as they’d go. My collar also chained to something – I assume a radiator – to stop me from wriggling myself away, not that I would… not on purpose.
My hood buckled to my head, not even aware of the last time it hadn’t been. My vision black, my voice taken and my ears full of earplugs made of metal and plastic that blocked out every sound. You’d have to be screaming pretty loud for me to hear you with them in.
Every now and then, I’d struggle. For fun, and for him: Master Alex. But like I said, I had no idea if he was even with me. I’d have been concerned that someone on the other side of the hotel door would hear my noise and get concerned… but that wouldn’t happen… not this week… of all weeks. My limbs burned, my shoulders ached, and that was how both of us liked it; me in constant pain. You really can’t get used to it, no matter what you think. You can be tied up every day of your life and your limbs will never stop hurting or aching when you are. Plus, there’s always some new way he finds to make me groan and drool in pain. That was part of the fun for him, coming up with new ways to abuse me… And I loved it…