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This is the first clip of Shadow Dom, where a frightened prisoner is transformed through bondage and torture into a man. Larry is captured, his jeans are torn off, and he is strapped to a bed made of solid steel.
Title of this shoot: Make A Man Of Him, Part 1
Models in this shoot: Larry Savoy, Joe Giovanni
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In this episode of “Shadow Dom,” Larry’s hands are tied to rubber straps to the sinister bed. His balls are packaged tightly in rope and pulled taught. The Shadow Dom commands and prods the captive into submission.
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Title of this shoot: “Make a Man of Him, Part 4”
Models in this shoot: Larry Savoy, Joe Giovanni
By Atlanta Stud
The day’s work is almost done for the crew as Daniel does a run through of the work they completed on the new five bedroom house that’s being built. Dan’s no stranger to overseeing a group of men, having spent time in the Marines as an MP. His muscular 6′ frame, topped off by the high and tight that he’s so fond of, reminds everyone on the crew where he came from. He’d wear his fatigue pants to work if the construction owner would allow, but he just has to settle with jeans and a snug company emblazoned black polo.
He adds his own touch by tucking the jeans into the tops of his desert tan boots before lacing them snug around the ankles. At least this looks somewhat military he convinces himself. Once a Marine, always a Marine, as the saying goes.
Dan’s checking on the tile in the master bath when his apprentice Nick finds him to inform him the crew’s pretty much packed up and heading out. It was a Friday and since some crucial supplies needed for the next day got held back and wouldn’t arrive until Monday morning, it was decided to give everyone the weekend off and start fresh again on Monday. For the past month the company had put Nick up at one of those extended stay hotels while working on this project.
Nick was roughly the same age as Dan, late 20’s, but shorter at 5′ 8″ and a solid 185 muscular frame, somewhat hairy Italian features, and a mug that looks like it still has a 5 o’clock shadow right after he’s just shaved it. Dan and Nick hit it off from the start, and a couple days a week would grab a drink, a bite to eat or even hang out at Dan’s house and cook up some steaks on the grill and put down a few beers.
Also at Bound Muscle Jocks, soldiers Duke Rivers and Tyler Saint get trapped by sadist Dire Callahan. They wake up tied to trees, and it gets worse from there. Dire has his way with them, gut punching them both into submission!
Title of this shoot: “Danger Wood Part 1”
Models in this shoot: Tyler Saint, Duke Rivers, Dire Callahan
Keywords: outdoors, muscle, uniforms, military, gags, ropes
Check out this shoot at BoundMuscleJocks.com. Blaze decides to get his money’s worth from the deadbeat Axel. He throws him to the ground and ties him like a steer before taking him to his private dungeon. There he gets the captive naked before subjecting him to electro torment and a good whipping. Axel starts to wish he had paid his debts.
Title of this shoot: “Your Arse Is Mine Now Part 1”
By Rex
Based on a true story.
Sleep did not come easy and what did had conditions. I’m not used to that, I’m one of the few that fall asleep within 10 minutes, normally under 5, my Master was always jealous at the ease of which I would pass out.
The lack of any covering was making it hard to get comfy. The rattle of the chains connecting my wrist and ankles kept drawing the attention of my ears. Todd had said, before leaving me in the darkness, that I’d get used to that in time. I’d get used to quite a lot of things in time.
I wasn’t exactly cold. I felt more exposed, especially now that I was smooth from the neck down. The collar was heavy, and even with the pillow I was fully aware it was there. While I knew the plug lodged deep inside of me wasn’t getting larger it was way more noticeable now that I wasn’t strapped to the chair. Thankfully, it hadn’t fallen out. I was determined to keep it in there. I wish I could say I wasn’t enjoying all of this, but every time I got soft I found a new reason to get hard all over again. How long had it been since I got off?
By slavebladeboi
Well that was three weeks ago now, and I feel a bit of a failure. Yes he keeps the house clean, yes he cooks to a reasonable standard, yes he does everything I tell him to without question and yes he provides the best fuck I’ve ever had, but, and it’s a difficult but, I’m not seeing him as a slave so much as a houseboy or even – yep, I may as well say it, even a partner.
Don’t get me wrong. I’ve had my fair share of bondage buddies, fuck friends, one-offs and weekend s&m parties and enjoyed them all. I’ve had two reasonably long partnerships, the first lasting six years before work changed and he had to leave for the other side of the country, the second for just over two years before the relationship went stale. We were both more or less 50/50 and it never really went well. So I’m now in the dilemma of having blown a load of cash on a beautiful, sex-on-a-rope purchase but don’t feel quite fulfilled for the price. I had him naked when indoors but hadn’t yet decided on chastity.
By SockgaggedJason
Synopsis: This is a true story about the time I confided to my best friend Kenneth, while in high school, that I like male bondage and sports gear. He surprises me by engaging in tie up session while we are suited up in football and basketeball gear. And we make a video tape of it.
This is a recollection of the night I confessed to my childhood best friend that I was probably gay and that I had a sports gear and bondage fetish. We were both just teenagers; seventeen years old. Let me tell you why it happened, how it unfolded, and most importantly how he reacted. It may surprise you.
If you read this, you may think I’m exaggerating or embellishing certain parts of this true story but I am not.
It was a school night like any other but I was depressed. I was fairly popular, I had played sports, and stayed active. I had so many secrets and desires that ate me up, however, and this particular night was more teenage angst than I could handle.
