Quin Quire was just minding his own business, skating around in Venice and catching some sun. He really doesn’t know what happened. One moment he had pulled into a back alley looking for some dick, and the next he woke up suspended from the ceiling and under the control of leather-clad dom Devin Franco, unable to escape and at the mercy of his every whim. Quin was a skater boy, but he learned to be a good sub boy that day.
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Title of this video: Sk8er
At the male BDSM site Bondage Bros, it’s time for a good hard fuck with Devin Franco topping Apha Wolfe. Apha is usually a take-charge guy, but tonight, he is the sub for Devin’s hard dick.
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Title of this scene: Topping Alpha
Actors: Apha Wolfe, Devin Franco
At Bondage Bros, Devin Franco hosts a very willing Grant Ducati in his dungeon, where the captive gets bound onto the table, vulnerable and defenseless. There’s some light tickling before Devin brings out the crop and the electroshock cattle prodder.
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At Bondage Bros, Daddy Dale Savage takes young punk Shea Reynolds into the dungeon for some re-eduction on how a captive man should act around his superiors. Dale lets Shae have it hard, first suspended while being cropped and flogged and then bent over and fucked and bred.
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Watch Beau Butler own the hole of Davin Strong in this feature from the men of Bondage Bros:
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By BootDeputy
CHAPTER THREE – OBJECTIVITY
The truck ride wasn’t long but went a slow pace most of the way. After They parked, My Owner turned and pulled me out of the truck. He got behind me and buckled the collar attached to the jacket.
“I like doing that part Myself.” He moved His hand to the back of my neck from my shoulder with a firm grip before stepping around in front of me and started walking. A length of chain, extending me to the palm of His hand, pulled me along.
I was led through a thin level trail of light-colored rocks surrounded by tall grass and trees. It was dark enough my range of visual awareness was limited to the line of contrast made by the rock meeting the grass. I concentrated on it as hard as I could without endangering my balance and stride, until I noticed light stretching out from ahead of us. A harsh orange and yellow light danced across the ground.
It grew brighter and allowed me to see the firepit as its source. A picnic table with some candles to the left of it and a tree just beyond that with flexible strands of light wrapped around the base and part way up the trunk. The lowest branch was long and thick, about 7 feet off the ground. It was an unexpected sight, and I stood there mesmerized by it until I felt the chain leash pull down on the collar.
By rts
As the sun rose higher the day began to warm, while my legs to my crotch were cooled by the imprisoning mud the rest of my body was being heated inside the black rubbersuit. I sat back on my butt sitting in the mud so as to take some of the weight off my legs which would help to keep me from sinking any deeper. The sun got hotter ahd hotter as the hours slowly passsed, the suit was becoming unbareable.
I scooped up gloved handfulls of mud and smeared it over myself in an effort to cool the rubber. In an attempt to work myself free of the clinging trap I then lay back in the mud and tried to use my arms in a backstroke motion. This only succeeded in churning up the surface and was threatening to bury my torso so with some struggle I pushed myself back upright into a sitting position. I was now covered in mud which helped lessen the impact of the sun’s heat but I was still quite hot and sweaty.
By X363430
It wasn’t a normal meeting. It was one of strict finality. This was one that I chose to do willingly without regard to anything or anyone. I had looked long and hard all over and finally found the one person who had a similar idea to me. One of a slave encased in steel in a perm service position. It took a lot of discussion and measurements to get things ready to go. But I think that in the end, I will be totally happy.
Master was a Master out in Nevada that I had seen online but was quiet and allowed the normal leather queens to do their thing but to overall ignore them. Master was looking for a slave that Master could add to his household that was very extreme. This was no small feat since most slaves are not wanting to cut off ties to the outside world. Many do not fit into the profile. Master had very specific requirements. One, the slave had to be disowned, no family whatsoever; two, most if not all his friends were either into S&M or were supportive of him doing it; and, three, he had to be willing to be put into one position for the rest of his life, never to move again, only to be used for torture and sex.
