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Liam’s jockstrap struggles to hold down his submissive, abuse-loving erection

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In a dimly lit dungeon, submissive bottom Liam Evans is gagged with his hands bound behind his back. Tyler Tanner walks in, hard-cocked, with one intent: to dominate his fellow twink’s jockstrap-laden ass with a long, painful spanking session. Liam winces and whines as the slaps on his ass cheeks get harder and harder.  He feels humiliated and aroused at the same time. The pain is exquisite; Tyler mocks Liam for, despite the cries and struggling, seeming to enjoy the treatment. After all, he’s tenting! Liam’s jockstrap struggles to hold down his submissive, abuse-loving erection.

Tyler bends down and plants his face between Liam’s ass cheeks, tasting his sub’s hole before sticking in a few fingers. Liam’s cries grow louder from the entry of the digits. Tyler continues to taste and finger Liam’s hole while slapping his ass — by the time Tyler has had his way, Liam’s cheeks have turned bright red.

Tyler eventually tires of the games, though. Unable to tease his bottom any further, Tyler slides his cock into Liam’s hungry hole raw. He pumps his cock in and out of Liam, driving the spanked twink to ecstasy, until he deposits a load into Liam’s guts.

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 05

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Chapter 5: The Pit’s Cane 

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By Restrained4U

The dungeon hung heavy, winch hook creaking.

Jamie slumped, eyes flicking to Leo’s trembling card.

Ryan’s ragged breaths rasped from the cross, weights pulling, clamps biting deep into his chest, his jaw clenched tight – but a flicker of grim hope burned in his gaze now. After Leo’s turn, those cursed clamps would finally come off, his torment ticking down as Leo’s loomed.

Marcus leaned back, arms crossed, his smirk a cold blade as the rustle of the blood-red punishment bag faded, its threat now clutched in Leo’s grip.

Leo’s fingers shook, the card’s crimson edges blurring in the dim light, white lettering stark and unforgiving. He swallowed, throat dry, and read it to himself first – Fuck, not this – his gut twisting as the words sank in. His voice came out low, cracked, barely steady as he read aloud. “Roll two dice for cane strike – strap to the table face-down, count ‘em loud, or the pit doubles it.” He let the card slip to the table – ROLL AND CANE in white – and stared at it, the range – two to twelve – searing into his skull, his breath hitching fast. Both vetoes would’ve killed this – out, safe, done, he thought, a sharp pang stabbing through him. He’d held that last card like a shield, and now the pit had him anyway, dice ready to carve his fate.

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Tied up at Bound Twinks

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I remember waking up and there being a slight draft in the room. I couldn’t quite see my surroundings, just the darkness. When I realized I couldn’t move my arms and legs, it suddenly all came back to me. I had been talking to this handsome guy at the bar. He was a brunette with dewy eyes and soft lips. He introduced himself as Ethan Tate and asked if I’d be willing to play a little game with him.

Next thing I know, I’m completely naked on all fours with a ball-gag in my mouth. With each moment of realization and each fragment of my returning memory, my cock starts to rise. As frightened as I am, I’m equally aroused against all logic and can’t wait until I can see what Ethan has in store for the rest of his game.

He entered the dark room. His lean body was adorned with a leather harness — that softness I saw in his face before became far more harsh when framed by leather and low light. As soon as his fingers touched my skin, my blood rushed. It was electric. My cock throbbed out of control, painfully. As he admired my flesh like a prized possession, I grew hungry, needy for more of his touch. My body, my will — all were his to grope, to knead.

An explosion of heat reached the walls of my hole as his tongue started to explore inside. I moaned reflexively, trapped by unyielding pleasure. I knew I’d be bound to him for as long as he needed me and for whatever he needed of me.

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A sadistic twink top and his prey

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Meanwhile at Bound Twinks, sadistic twink top Tyler Tanner has Andrew Bolt’s body as bound in its leather straps as he has the captive’s mind bound in lust. It’s been a few months since Tyler threw the timid prisoner over his fuck bench, and he’s expected, ever since, that the hot bottom would come crawling back for more. They always do.

Which is why Andrew found himself, yet again, with duct tape over his mouth, a leather collar around his neck, and the jingle of metal locks rattling at his wrists. There wasn’t any fear when Tyler ripped the tape off and shoved his fingers in Andrew’s mouth—instead, there was submissiveness, acceptance, and yielding toward what was to come.

And what was to come was complete control of his body given to his Master. Tyler’s free reign led him to smothering Andrew’s mouth, nipples, and eventually, his jock-strap framed, spread ass cheeks with his tongue. Tyler reapplied the duct tape over Andrew’s mouth and rimmed the bound twink without hesitation.

Satisfied with the taste of Andrew’s hole, the master twink gave his bound bottom a few slaps to his cheeks—just enough color to leave a mark, just enough sting to let him know what was coming next. Tyler tugged at the restraints to ensure their tautness, then rose to his feet behind his captive. He guided the head of his member between Andrew’s cheeks and pushed into his slicked up, needy hole.

And in this moment, if there was ever doubt in Andrew’s mind as to why he came back to Tyler’s dungeon, it was destroyed by the piston of Tyler’s hips. He was speared by a rod of far larger length than he had ever considered taking before, by a captive male of devastating appeal, and in a way that reduced him to empty thoughts of anything except wanting more. Tyler filled his thoughts in the same way he filled Andrew’s hole: repeatedly, and without mercy.

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Chain Gang – Part 02

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The Cage

Still handcuffed, I was bustled into the back of a huge prison van which was waiting at the front of the courthouse. To my surprise, inside the back there wasn’t a bench or anything like that to sit on. Instead, there only were a number of low cages, a bit like dog kennels but with a row of thick iron bars on the front. In a quick glance, I counted at least eight of them, four building a first row, and four a second behind, but because of the twilight it was difficult to oversee the whole cargo-space and to distinguish if there were more rows in the darkness behind those I could see.

I immediately realized that there was no mistake in putting me in this van, which clearly wasn’t one used by the local zoo, for these cages clearly weren’t meant to transport beasts but men. In each of the two furthermost cages a young man had been locked in, apparently forced by the lowness and narrowness of his cage to crouch on his fours like a dog. Both were rather tall, around my own age, wearing just a T-shirt and jeans as I did.

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The Resort – Chapter 08

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Weekend at The Resort, Day 2

Morning came and Steve was the first one out of bed.  That’s because the others were shackled and could not get out of bed until he released them.  Steve could have done that without getting out of bed, but he wanted to see them shackled.  He asked them how they slept.  Jeff and Brad said they woke up a few times during the night and had difficulty getting back to sleep, but that overall, they slept alright.  David said he slept well, but then David was used to being restrained at night.  Steve released them and said they should shower together before going to breakfast.

In the shower, David started soaping up Steve’s body and signaled the others that they should help.  Steve had three guys bathing his body.  The feel of their soapy hands felt so good.  They paid special attention to certain areas, like the nipples and penis.  They were very thorough in bathing him.  It felt wonderful.  When they were done bathing Steve, the rest of them showered quickly.  Steve was the only one who needed to get dressed.  Once Steve was dressed, they headed to breakfast.

As they were leaving the room, Steve asked David for suggestions on where to have breakfast.  David said there were a few sit-down places, a buffet, or a couple of fetish places that serve breakfast.  Steve was curious, so he asked about the fetish restaurants.  David told them that the leather and rubber themed places have a breakfast menu, but also a dress code.  The ones for pups and ABDL recommend a dress code but allow spectators.

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