Bind let me see his PRISONER tattoo when I visited him in October 2019. Fucking hot if you ask me. Here he is, chained up against one of his cells just like the prisoner he truly is:
See the VIDEO at Men In Chains
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Leather restraints
Psycho SJ Bondage Projects
In a video update at Serious Male Bondage, PsychoSJ shows off two pieces of stainless-steel bondage gear that he and his friend Fesselschnecke built. Fesselschnecke used a CAD (computer aided design) system to design the gear, then used a regular bandsaw and TIG welder to make the bondage chair, and a CNC (computer controlled) laser cutter to make the vertical bondage stand parts. The first piece is a bondage transport chair that’s modeled after similar chairs used in law enforcement. The second piece is a vertical bondage device that PsychoSJ calls the “Bishop Stand.”
See the VIDEO at Serious Male Bondage
Title of this update: Psycho SJ Bondage Projects
Where to get high-quality bondage gear
Sinvention has been creating finely crafted leather bondage items for the kink community since the 1990s. They are located in Canada:
See this and much more at Sinvention
Two buds are turned into captive sex slaves
At Dream Boy Bondage, top man Kevin Ford captures two straight buds, strings them up, strips them naked and lures them into a psychological game of wits that will turn them against one another, making one friend torture and fuck the other, first unwillingly but then with relish, as both captives become his sex slaves.
Check them out:
See NINE videos in hi-def at Dream Boy Bondage
Title of this series: JOSEPH & HUNTER – Straight Bros
Locking metal restraints
Blake is chained in a heavy metal collar
Check out what happens to Blake:
There are ELEVEN hi-def videos of this prisoner available for download from Dream Boy Bondage
Title of this series: “BLAKE ELLIS – Total Submission”
You Wanted This
By Locked22
“You wanted this, slave.”
The voice spoke confidently through a speaker overhead as Derek stared at the collar.
This wasn’t just any collar. “It must weigh ten pounds” he thought, as he lifted the massive metal object off the floor of the cell he found himself in. It was a beautiful piece of ironwork, with an integrated locking mechanism that removed any need for a bulky padlock. A length of heavy chain stretched from an anchor on the wall to the collar – long enough to allow a wearer to sit or stand, but not long enough for the wearer to get close to the door of the cell.
He knew that if he closed it around his neck, there was no going back.
Not that there was much chance of that as it was. He was naked, save for the chastity cage that had been a constant companion over the preceding month, and alone in the small cell. He didn’t know where he was, or even who he was about to put himself in the custody of.