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Ian has suffered all the tortures mandated by his sentence, but super-sadist Jared doesn’t care; he is totally turned on by this beautiful, blond captive gasping and squirming in total agony, his lean body sliced and marred, his eyes red with tears. Now the prisoner is simply Jared’s pain slave. “I’m going to fuck you,” Jared says, showing the captive a dildo the size of his forearm. Ian whimpers as Jared shoves the thing deep up his ass. Jared fucks the prisoner for a half-hour then replaces the dildo with a steel butt plug, attaching electrodes to it and the ring around Ian’s cock and balls. After a dozen shocks, the prisoner is almost delirious. “Do you want it to stop?” Jared asks with a sneer. “Yes, yes,” Ian replies. “Then show me this thing still works,” he says, pointing at the captive’s cock. Ian, totally exhausted and in great pain, somehow manages to pump-out another load of cum, his body jerking and shuttering. So sexy. But Jared lied; he turns up the voltage and continues shocking the prisoner until he can’t even moan, just shake!

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Title of this shoot: Ian Levine – Final Consent IV – Part 9

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Milking Day – Part 2

By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 gay bondage storiesIt had been hours. I was naked, hogcuffed, ballgagged, with a huge electro plug humming away up my butt milking my prostate after five weeks of chastity. All I had to do was not orgasm until Mark said it was time.

Speaking of Mark, he’d been flipping through the various sports channels, watched a few games, a bit of news, and switched to a sitcom for a bit too before turning back to basketball. All the while, his big feet were all over me. In my face, resting on my shoulders, stroking my back. I was drooling heavily on my ballgag, and leaking constantly through my chastity cage, moaning as he pushed on that gigantic plug.

This was torture. Plain and simple, I thought to myself. Four hours, and I was still horny as hell, fighting back the urge to cum, and I was exhausted. I let out a whimper and a torrent of drool. Mark looked over, taking his feet from where they were resting on the small of my back. He leaned closer to me.

“Aww, whassa matter? Bored? Well I suppose you can’t see the TV…” His voice had such a patronizing tone, the teasing sexy bastard. I rolled my eyes, but mostly my fight was gone. Mark seemed to think for a moment, and then stood up, a twinkle in his eyes. “Got it! I know exactly what’ll cheer you up. Be right back.” He darted into the other room, and returned a moment later with some nipple clamps.

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