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Sinvention has been creating finely crafted leather bondage items for the kink community since the 1990s. They are located in Canada:
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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.
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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.
Journal to Hell – Part 02
By rts
Looking around my cell (as much as my posture collar permits), I see several chains hanging down from the ceiling, several eyebolts imbedded in the walls, the floor is dirt, and the air is hot and stifling. I am thirsty. The ball gag is getting unbearable. I’ve been here for a while, maybe 2 hours. I can’t move around much with my collar chained to the wall. I have to piss, and my arms cuffed behind my back are beginning to hurt.
I hear some noises outside my cell, rattling chains and heavy boots stomping along, someone shouting “move it fags” and a few heavy doors slamming and then the sounds of a key unlocking my cell. The door opens and a leather-clad and muzzled prisoner is shoved inside followed by 2 skinheads, one holding the chain locked to the leather man’s posture collar, the other holding what looks like a remote control box.
“Halt Fag” the one holding the box commands, and he immediately stops. The skinhead looks over at me. “Take a good look you sorry faggot, this is your immediate future.”
Denying Thumper pics from the vault
I was going through some old emails recently, and I came across these pictures that chastity blogger Drew sent me, which are of fellow chastity blogger Thumper:
See more from these guys at their sites, The Drew Duality and Denying Thumper