Fucker, you ain’t getting out of this anytime soon:
Today’s pictures are from the men of Serious Male Bondage
Fucker, you ain’t getting out of this anytime soon:
Today’s pictures are from the men of Serious Male Bondage
By slavebladeboi
They walked awkwardly along the path that ended at the road. Joey, his hoodie pulled down to hide the blindfold, pushing his bike with his right hand whilst Jack held and guided him, pushing the other bike with his spare hand. At the junction Jack leaned the bikes against the fence.
“Listen to me. We don’t have much time. I’m telling you, not asking you. Trust me.” Jack said this as a command. “You won’t come to any harm, you’ll be back here in about 30 minutes, just do as you’re told. Don’t panic and think about your answers. I swear, you’re safe. Now. Stand still.”
He reached into his backpack and, grabbing Joey’s wrists, swiftly cuffed them behind his back. Jack stepped back, looked at the figure in front of him, leaned in and gave him a long hard kiss.
“And that’s a promise.”
The men of Men In Chains have found a prisoner to lock in their crypt cage! Today’s video is called “Dakota Goes in the Crypt Cage”
Also today, Bind’s long-term bondage ordeal continues in a rubber spread eagle in yet another video, called “Lock Down Full Time – Day 116”
Go to Men In Chains for these videos
By Robmacz
After being told that he had no right to a phone call Tom turned around and looked at his cell. It reminded him of the cell he was in only a few days before, a bed, a wash basin and toilet, but nothing else. The one main difference was that there was a solid wall separating him from the cells either side and he could only look out of the bars and see a short corridor that led to the area where Charlie’s desk was. Only one of the other cells was occupied and that was by a drunk. Tom could smell the drink and sick coming from his cell, which was not helped by the heat of the place. It seemed as though this was the only part of the terminal building without air conditioning.
Tom spent the rest of the day and night in the cell. No one came to collect him. His only interaction was being brought some food and drink. This consisted of a sandwich and some water in the evening and a sandwich and some coffee for breakfast. For the rest of the time he was alone with his thoughts. He tried to make sense of what had happened to him, but couldn’t. He was sure that once the US Marshals arrived they would sort this out and he would be free to go.
By JakBond
Guy got off the Friday afternoon train at Paddington and made his way slowly to the end of the platform, all the other passengers leaving the Bristol to London train swirled around him, but he really didn’t care, he had plenty of time and he was just enjoying the excitement coursing through his body. He was finally in London, and he was actually about to meet Paul, one of THE best bondage tops he’s found on Recon. It was a typically sunny & fresh day in London, and the busy city bustled and heaved its normal rhythm as Guy followed the directions on his phone.
Within 15 minutes he’d found the address with the blue door he was looking for but he was still 30 mins too early. There was a pub on the corner down the road and Guy grabbed a table outside and ordered a pint, sitting and watching the world rush past him. After all the excitement, the chats, the almost sleepless night(s) before and the very horny thoughts on the train the last hours, he was feeling very, very calm. The time arrived, and Guy, looking at his watch just thought, right, I’m doing this. Standing up, he pulled his bag over his shoulder as he crossed the road and went up to the blue door, pressing & holding the buzzer.
By Cuffsandcops
With an unexpected day off before winter holiday recess, I found myself looking for a few last minute gifts. There were a few stores I had remembered visiting before the pandemic in the northern suburbs. Since I get my haircut by a barber in that vicinity, I had knowledge of a town police department located a few blocks from barber shop and decided to pass by it on the way to the shops.
I pulled off the highway and passed through a few traffic lights before being stopped at a busy intersection. As I looked to the vehicles entering the intersection to my left, I noticed a blue SUV, that upon closer look, was an unmarked police vehicle. The spotlight on the driver’s side and the reflection off the gold badge were the clues that identified the vehicle as part of a law enforcement fleet. After the light turned green allowing me to proceed, I was about 4 vehicles behind the SUV and we were heading towards the police station near my barbershop. I figured the SUV would pull into the department and I would carry on to the shops.
Young stud Axel Johnson really wants to be the top-dog in the dungeon. He wants to torture and fuck prisoners who are bound and helpless, totally at his disposal. Just the thought of it makes him hard. But first he has to prove he can take it as well as he can dish it out. As a matter of fact, he has to win a contest: He must show he can endure more pain while also being be a more aggressive, more cruel top who cums harder and more often than the much younger Joseph Mathews. Axel is bolted, naked, in the pillory. Jospeh gut-punches and whips him. Who is the better man? We will soon find out.
See the video at Dream Boy Bondage
Title of this video: AXEL – The Contest I – Chapter 1