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A bound military stud gets electro tortured

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Timarrie Baker is strapped on his back, electrodes connected to his wrist and his genitals. Every minute or so 3000 volts surge into his body, making his muscles clench and his back arch seductively.

“I’m not a spy,” the poor soldier pleads, but his tormentor, Jared, continues to shock him over and over, then turns up the voltage. Soon Timarrie is so weak he just mutters and moans. Jared, forever the sadist, uncuffs Timarrie’s wrist and tells the prisoner the shocks will stop if he can jerk off. Timarrie tries desperately, doubling the size of his cock, but he is too weak, too drained, his cock too damaged, to cum. Jared recuff’s the prisoner’s wrist and announces he is doubling the voltage again, to full power. The length of the shocks double, too, then triples. By the end of the night, Timarrie is just a twitching mass of muscle.

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Title of this shoot: Timarrie Baker – Young Private – Part 7

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Trained to suck with an electro shock nut cuff

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At BreederFuckers, Chris has moved from the venomously enraged phase to the self-pitying phase! All his life he’s had it easy: privileged, handsome and athletic. Now he’s been turned into a cocksucking whore, and it’s made him snivel and feel sorry for himself. He is stripped down stark naked with his hands cuffed behind his back. His rippling muscular body is on fine display along with his big pendulous dick and massive balls. This is a fine straight specimen, but his job from now on is servicing dick, and he needs to learn how to pleasure men. He’s give a hard lesson in going down on cock with punishment of a firm grip around his neck or an electro shock to his nuts if he doesn’t do it properly. When he’s learned how to really wrap his lips around dick, Dave surprises the blindfolded fool by ramming his cock up his arsehole. Dave simultaneously fucks Chris from behind while he continues to give head. Now he knows what it means to take multiple anonymous cocks. Watch Chris being humbled and trained in how to be a desperate slutty bitch!

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Wanted Karl – Part 1

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By rts

(written while locked and chained in biker leathers, sweating and restrained, by order of MetalbondNYC)

 

I’ve been in this city for a couple of weeks living in an old industrial section just a few blocks from an interesting leather/rubber bar which is having a rubber fetish weekend starting Friday today. In preparation I haven’t eaten any solid food for 24 hours, and have given myself a thorough clean out. I can’t wait to get into my body suit which is now fully lubed up and ready and get over there. I love this suit, it was custom made for me using a thicker rubber than usual, it has attached feet, gloves and hood, a cod access to my boys, and a rubber grommet lined hole lined up to my butt. It has shoulder entry zips which close over the sides of the two piece hood (the front half of the hood is attached and now hangs down in from of the suit, the rear half down the back and when both shoulder zips are pulled closed to the neck they can then be zipped up the sides of the hood meeting at top of my head and can be locked together sealing me in).

It feels good working my legs into the lubed tight rubber and pulling the suit up my body, working my cock and balls thru the cod piece hole, getting my arms down the sleeves and fingers seated in the gloves finally pulling the shoulder zips closed to the base of my neck, enjoying the tight feeling of restriction the thick rubber imposes on my movements. The rubber wants to return me upright whenever I bend or turn. I have not closed the hood yet as I want to have my shaved head seen when I walk into the bar hoping to attract the interest of any other rubber skinheads.

I sit down and reach for my 20 hole ranger boots, bending against the suit’s resistance as I pull them on and lace them closed enjoying the feeling of being totally encased in rubber, recalling how I got this gear.

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The Journey to Hull – Part 4

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By Wakeysub

For the sake of accuracy I need to make it clear that my session with Conradfan was an intense abduction scene. However, we didn’t indulge in the more extreme activities I have included in this and the previous instalment.

Session 3

I don’t know how long I lay there in darkness with the constant pain in my balls and my tits. Even shallow breathing caused the nipple clamps to bite deeper and any small movement caused my balls to be yanked harder and harder. The torment was unending. I closed my eyes to try and block out the pain but all the pain was overwhelming and the dark just made it worse.

Suddenly the light over the bed came on – the florescent tube in its cage high above me switched on and my eyes struggled to adjust to the brightness. I felt myself panic in anticipation for the session which might be about to start.

The heavy metal door opened and I saw him again framed in the door wearing his leather suit, gloves and the peaked cap. Despite everything I felt my cock throbbing in its tight metal cage and the evil grin which appeared on his face only made me feeling even more anxious but horny.

“I hope you are refreshed after your rest 626 you fat fucker – you’ve got a very intense session ahead of you. I’m sure a pervert like you is going to love it – I chose it from your profile. Now, let’s start the timer again so the fun can begin.”

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Chastity Reward at NYBC

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By Radon Berg

It was shortly after New Year’s. Derrick and Ken were both still off work. As was typical, Derrick started thinking about that most common of New Year’s resolutions – getting in shape. His job had gotten stressful over the last several years, and his focus on diet and exercise had waned, with predictable outcomes. It wasn’t a problem for Ken, but Derrick didn’t like the “bear cub” look he was developing. Not that there’s anything wrong with bears or bear cubs, it just wasn’t the image Derrick had of himself. So, he re-committed to going to the gym and watching his diet. He figured, based on his research and previous experience in the gym, that it would take about a year to accomplish his goals.

A year seemed like a long time. A lot could happen in a year, so Derrick developed a plan for achieving his goals. The plan consisted of 13 four-week periods. By the end of the thirteenth period he would have achieved his goals. He would look better, feel better, and have more energy – all the positive things associated with getting fit. The plan relied on Derrick maintaining focus and making progress each period towards his goal, and he came up with a way to do that.

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My True Love Gave to Me

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By Steellock

“Your true love gave to you: A dragon tail over both cheeks! Happy Christmas Boi! Are you ready for a celebration?” He asked. The impact is like a thick cane with a fiery sting that wraps itself around the side of your butt and makes you shout. It fucking hurts and is normally held for the end of the sessions! Or when i’ve been a bad boi….

“On the second day of Christmas” and i saw stars as He landed our widest and thickest rubber paddle on first my right then my left butt, swinging it hard and hitting right where the dragon tail had just fallen. My heart sank – Oh shit what was in His seriously inventive mind? “And a dragon tail over both cheeks,” He chanted and the action followed the words.

Not that there was much i could, or i suppose really wanted to, do about it… My wrists were locked in thick padded leather restraints that were locked to the arms of the St Andrews Cross. A second set were locked round the legs of my 20-hole boots and locked to the spread legs of the cross. A thick wide leather belt went round my tight waist, holding me firmly to the structure but also a safety measure for wayward strokes. Now in two years together he had NEVER missed with a stroke!

His present to me was a new “Bishop” head harness, complete with a long tongue gag; a flat rubber plate that was now sitting over my tongue and very effectively restricting the volume of my first howl of the night.

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