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Subservient Whore: Jack Andy and Evan West

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Subservient Whore Evan West takes all the punishment from Sadistic Jack Andy

Description: Evan West is tied up, blindfolded, and moaning loudly through his ball-gag in the dungeon. Having heard the fuss, Jack Andy enters and informs Evan that unless he does everything he orders him to do, he’s going to leave him tied up. Evan obeys his master’s every command, completely giving himself over to the sadistic whims of Jack. Starting with barehanded spanks on the ass, Jack ensures Evan’s ass is painted with color before grabbing a leather paddle and moving onto his back and chest. Jack verbally degrades Evan, reminding him that he is just a subservient whore while spitting in his face. Untying Evan’s hands, Jack orders him onto his knees and to worship his boots. Next, Evan finds himself bound while having to balance on one leg. With Evan’s body being open and exposed, Jack delivers a strong flogging before removing Evan’s blindfold so he can see what’s coming next. Jack grabs an electro-zapper and torments Evan’s body by shocking him all over; laughing to himself clearly enjoying the pain he is causing his whore. Finally, Jack uses Evan’s hole by first stretching it out with a solid fucking from a dildo until Evan is absolutely begging for Jack’s 9-inch cock. Having been properly tormented and fucked by Jack, Evan is granted permission to cum as well.

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 22

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Chapter 22: Paddle’s Toll

Leather Stings – Pride Cracks

By Restrained4U

The pit thrummed, a low hum vibrating through the warm concrete, red lights glinting off the steel fixtures like blood-flecked eyes.

Ryan caught the bag, leather pants creaking as he shifted, cap low over his buzzed auburn hair. His fingers brushed the velvet, cards rustling inside pulling a black card – white letters stark under the dim light. “Paddled upside down – roll four dice, total strikes by others, suspended by restraints. Make a noise, draw punishment.” He slapped it down – ROPE’S FALL – jaw tight, then grinned wide. “Pit’s my bitch – roll high, I’ll eat it.”

He swept all four dice from the table and flicked them with a cocky snap. They rolled, clattering sharp – 6, 5, 4, 3 – settling at 18. “Eighteen,” he barked, chest puffed, voice booming, “Semper fi – king and cop can’t break me.” Marcus chuckled low, stepping to the steel cabinets along the wall, unlatching one with a click – the stash gleaming. He pulled out a pair of leather ankle suspension restraints – thick, black, padded cuffs with steel D-rings, built to hold a man upside down. “Kick off the boots and vest, leather – king warms you up,” he growled, tossing the cuffs to the warm concrete with a thud. “Back on when you’re humbled.”

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Spanking Machine Ordeal

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Master Lee takes a break from his construction work to intimidate, abuse and fuck a lowly sub at Brutal Tops:

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Vicious Master Lee gets off on intimidating the sub with threats and laughing in his face. This muscular blond stud with piercing blue eyes is an imposing presence who sets up an ingenious spanking machine to whack the sub’s ass until its stinging red. He strips fully naked and makes the sub give him a blow job while his ass is still getting whacked. It’s a struggle to get the full length of Master Lee’s cock in his mouth, so to encourage him Lee ramps up the spanking machine’s speed.

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The Herculean god then stands over the dirty sub and fucks his ass. His big powerful balls slam back and forth as he plunges deep inside the sub’s ass. Master Nick arrives and demands sexual pleasure, stripping and shoving his spread ass into the sub’s face so he can lick right up his asshole. The powerful demanding men spitroast the pathetic sub, smacking him and demanding that he perform until they are fully sexually satisfied.

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 07

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Chapter 7: The Pit’s Knots 

Rope Reigns – Leather Rules

By Restrained4U

The dungeon pulsed, sweat thick.

Marcus slumped shirtless, jeans scuffed, boots firm—rope marks raw, eyes defiant.

Ryan loomed, leather creaking, crop in boot, cap shadowing a smirk.

Jamie leaned forward, briefs soaked, envy sharp. Leo sat hunched, jock pinching, hands fidgeting.

Marcus dipped into the bag, pulling a black card with a slow flick. His grin widened as he scanned it, eyes glinting with the words: Bound to Escape – Can You Slip the Pit’s Hold? Take the knots, roll the dice – break free in time, or endure double the strain if you fail. His mind ticked over – Rope’s my bitch… pit’s got nothing on me – confidence surging as he tossed it down, voice smooth and cocky. “Dare card – ‘Bound to Escape – Can You Slip the Pit’s Hold? Take the knots, roll the dice—break free in time, or endure double the strain if you fail.’ Dice decide how long I’ve got – two to twelve. Fail, and it’s double that under strain.” He leaned back, arms crossed, oozing confidence – I’ve tied knots tighter than this punk’s head… escaping’s a breeze.

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Tied with his ass up

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Meanwhile, at BreederFuckers, Shamus hasn’t yet learned how to respect his new owner. He’s tied with his ass up and subjected to breath control. His already sore arse is given vicious smacks from his new master’s bare hand. His dick and nuts are tied to a heavy weight and his long silky foreskin is clamped open.

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With his movement so restricted, Dave sees the perfect opportunity to plunge into his sore hairy ass, which he wets with spit. In this humble position, Shamus has no choice but to obediently beg to suck cock or receive further punishment.

 

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Human Cattle – Part 08

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By Pickle

“Don’t go anywhere Pick, I’ll be right back.”  He unlocked the door and disappeared through it, closing it behind him.  A few minutes later he returned carrying another army rucksack.  This one was of a more normal size.  My buddy carried it around behind my back and I heard him rummaging through it and taking things out.  I tried to twist around to see what he was up to, but of course, couldn’t move my legs far with the 500 pounds on the spreader bar holding them in place, and Steve had gone far enough behind me that I couldn’t twist my upper body and head far enough to see what he was up to.  He sang his little made-up ditty of …

“The waves come in, the waves go out! 

The waves come in, the waves go out!” 

“Kinda almost like a sea shanty, huh soldier?”

The fucker was truly enjoying himself at my expense.  On one hand, I found myself wanting to evict him from my cottage and get him the Hell out of my life, and on the other, strangely kind of liking this side of him.  He had me thoroughly confused.  I realized I was enjoying this intensely macho treatment.  How hard he was testing me.  The punishment he was putting me through.

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