In this recently added update from KinkMen, Pierce Paris and his Step-Dad, Dale Savage, are back. Pierce shoves his big hard dick down Dale’s throat, getting it nice and wet and ready for his reluctant asshole. Pierce spanks Dale’s ass with a belt and with his hands and then spreads his cheeks. Pierce sinks his big meaty missile deep into Dale’s hole and fucks him hard and raw.
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Here’s a photo flashback from 1997, when I visited San Francisco as a bondage slave! I was wearing a leather collar, a pair of locking leather chastity shorts, and sporting a fresh Mohawk! We thought it would be fun to take this daring picture in front of the SF headquarters of the company I worked for at the time. This was on a weekday during business hours.
‘No Nut November’ has been completed at the Nifty Archive story page. Click the image below to read all 20 chapters:
A while back, Serious Male Bondage did an extensive, multi-part interview with Steelwerks
There are FIVE parts to this video interview available at Serious Male Bondage
To find the videos, search for “Interview with SteelWerks Extreme” and “Steelwerks Interview”
Also be sure to check out the Metalbond Q&A with Christopher
The official Steelwerks website is here
By Rubrpig
I called my Sir’s cell again and once again it went to voice mail. This was troubling as he always checked in when he reached his home. I decided to try again the next day but the results were the same. No answer on his cell or the land line at his home. Also no response to the email checking in with him. I decided I had no choice but to contact his full time boy. His full time boy did not live with him as he travelled a great deal and due to security reasons had to maintain his own residence. I texted and got an immediate response that he had just returned from a trip but he also was unable to reach our Sir.
His boy logged into the GPS tracking site for the anti-theft device on Sir’s Harley and was able to get the coordinates of where it was. He watched the site for several days and there was no movement so he contacted me with the coordinates. As it was about an hour away from my home, I told him that I would go check out the site and if there was a problem I would contact him immediately.
I grabbed my leather jacket and jumped into the car. I punched the coordinates into the GPS system and it was able to plot the route to that site. I headed there. When I arrived I parked a little way from the actual site and walked the rest of the way. I found myself outside of a state troopers facility and I walked further around the site. In the rear there was a large storage building and I was able to see through one of the very dirty windows and saw Sir’s Harley.
By UKDeviant on Recon
After sending the proof pic, I popped the lock on the timer padlock, fed the wire rope back out of the eyes on the zips and opened my rucksack. In contrast to my arrival where I stripped in a near panic, I calmly felt about for my pants, pulled them out and slipped them on. The t-shirt was next, then found my car keys. The timer lock I had was re-locked on one of the zips so that was secure. Right now, I had competed, I was sure, my final task. There were no more risk games and I was so very horny. Blowing off ‘Baseball Cap Lad’ had given me such a high too. The drive back home on empty roads was rapid and when I got back home, I was mentally exhausted.
After stripping off down to my steel belt and padlocked chain collar, I crashed out on my bed. Despite being exhausted, I couldn’t get to sleep. Instead, I lay on the mattress and cradles the steel cage. My smaller fingers were able to slip through the gaps in the cage and touch my cock, but could not rub or stimulate it. I contemplated getting a large carrot to insert into a condom but was just too emotionally drained.
Nate had played this brilliantly. Not revealing the full details of the final task until part way through was genius. More likely the outcome of a twisted and evil mind. It meant I would go to the cruising ground and then be at the objective before finding out the rest of the challenge and less likely to back out. I liked that, a lot. I liked the idea of being controlled by an evil and twisted mind. Unpredictability, surprises, new rules. Again, my cock throbbed away in its cage and would hopefully be released in just a few more hours…
By Suitandbondagelover
Sir leaves the dungeon and I find myself alone in this room attached to this cross.
I can only look at myself in the position of this gentleman prisoner. After a while I feel drool coming out of my mouth trapped in this ball gag.
The drool is getting harder and harder to contain and I can feel my shirt getting wet.
The whole night has made me very tired and I fall asleep despite the constraints but I cannot really sleep because regularly the dildo reminds me with an electric shock whose intensity is never twice the same.
Despite the awkward position I am in a state of euphoria and excitement.
Suddenly the dungeon door opens and Sir enters. Although it is not a working day, the gentleman is elegantly dressed. He wears a beige Italian suit, a heavy blue tie over an azure blue shirt, and very elegant black shoes.
