At BoundMuscleJocks.com, Dire Callahan leaves captives Tyler Saint and Duke Rivers tied to a tree overnight, then he fucks with them more in the morning. He gets their balls primed and tied before the big finale.
Title of this video: Danger Wood Part 2
In this video from Bound Muscle Jocks, the Master continues to explore the prisoner’s body, and the captive is really starting to enjoy the ropes. Turning the bound jock and reattaching his arms and legs to the cross, the Master starts to whip his back, interspersing the whipping with tugging on the prisoner’s large cock.
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Title of this video: “Nothing to Say“
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As usual, the writer is locked in a chastity belt, plugged, wearing Wescos and a heavy locked posture collar.
The alarm went off and the slave rolled over and groaned as it slowly woke up. Its heavy leathers creaked, and it slowly swung its legs over the edge of the bed and the thud as its Wesco’s thudded on the floor. It was now used to sleeping in full leathers, a hood and boots as it was now fully used to its standing orders issued by Master Steven. It stood up and headed to the bathroom. It unbuckled its breeches, and shoved them down, the heavy leather piling up as it was stopped by the tops of its tall boots. It reached behind and worked the butt plug out of its hole and between the coated cables of its chastity belt. It put the butt plug in the sink and moved over and sat down on the toilet. After pissing and shitting, it stood up and cleaned itself up and went back into the bedroom and began stripping so it could shower and douche, so it was ready for the day.
After its shower and several douches. It dried itself off and then used a hair dryer to dry under the heavy steel belt that now formed part of its body. Once it was finished, it walked back into the bedroom and saw that there were several messages on its phone. It picked up the phone and read the texts. The texts were from Master Gregory, its new Master, with orders to report to the store at 9am and it was to wear its chaps, tactical boots, and its heavy Langlitz jacket. A second text ordered it to bring its head muzzle, and its heavy leather straitjacket. The slave replied to the texts that it would obey and be there as ordered.
This is a video from BoundMuscleJocks.com. Blaze gets the helpless prisoner tied by the ankles to the hoist. Then he gets his muscled arse off the table and proceeds to extract every cent’s worth of fun from the captive. With whips and floggers, Blaze hits just about anywhere that he can.
Title of this video: Your Arse Is Mine Now Part 2
At BoundMuscleJocks.com, Larry Savoy finally submits and gives himself over to the Master. He gorges his mouth over Joe Giovanni the Shadow Dom’s cock, all the while receiving whippings — just so Larry remembers who is boss.
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At last, it’s time for Mr. Norris to finally get his comeuppance. He is accocsted in the shower by the two cops, and Officer Yeller lets the Lieutenant have his way with the pimp — in the form of brutal water torment.
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Title of this shoot: Protect and Serve, Part 8
If you like plot with your bondage porn this one from BoundMuscleJocks.com is for you!
When Sgt. Tyler Saint wakes up, he finds himself on the other side of the torturing — and far from being the pussy that he seemed, Officer Yeller knows what it takes to get information from people.
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Title of this shoot: “Protect and Serve, Part 6”
Featured: Drake Jayden, Tyler Saint, Nick Moretti
By Pickle
“Don’t go anywhere Pick, I’ll be right back.” He unlocked the door and disappeared through it, closing it behind him. A few minutes later he returned carrying another army rucksack. This one was of a more normal size. My buddy carried it around behind my back and I heard him rummaging through it and taking things out. I tried to twist around to see what he was up to, but of course, couldn’t move my legs far with the 500 pounds on the spreader bar holding them in place, and Steve had gone far enough behind me that I couldn’t twist my upper body and head far enough to see what he was up to. He sang his little made-up ditty of …
“The waves come in, the waves go out!
The waves come in, the waves go out!”
“Kinda almost like a sea shanty, huh soldier?”
The fucker was truly enjoying himself at my expense. On one hand, I found myself wanting to evict him from my cottage and get him the Hell out of my life, and on the other, strangely kind of liking this side of him. He had me thoroughly confused. I realized I was enjoying this intensely macho treatment. How hard he was testing me. The punishment he was putting me through.
