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It’s push-up time! Watch as Jessie Balboa puts Colin Steele through the most grueling and punishing push-up workout you’ve ever seen. He has the help of a shock collar, which he often uses for “encouragement”! The muscle god pushes to beyond failure.
Title of this shoot: Exercise Gets Hard, Part 5
Key words: wrestling, bondage, shock collar, bdsm
Models: Colin Steele, Jessie Balboa
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Marc has always been a domineering bastard. He turned his alpha drive into a profession by becoming a personal trainer, driving his subjects hard while flaunting his hard masculine body. He’s filled with rage fighting against his restrains while Adrian plunges into his virgin hole, stretching his sphincter and making him cry. As he’s given some poppers to loosen him up even more, Adrian drives into him.
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By ty dehner
The clicking of the breathing from the gas mask woke me. Unsure of the time, it was morning and I felt Linebacker’s arm wrapped around me, holding me near him. The constant light breathing from the mask was all that I heard as I stretched. I could feel the smooth slick surface of Sir’s football pants against my bare skin, with his one leg wrapped over both of mine. Naked, because Sir was punishing me for not doing my work out while he was out of town for the week, that is how I was waking this morning.
I had disappointed Sir by not doing my workout while he was gone. He was not overly pissed but there was some punishment doled out when he returned home last night. My sleeping naked is strong statement from him, because we both love gear and for me not to be in it also disappoints him. As I woke more, I rolled over and looked at my gas masked Linebacker sleeping. Slowly, I worked my way down to his crotch, under the blankets of our bed. Gently working the laces on his pants, I got his beautiful dick out and was able to take it in my mouth. While lightly toying with his dick with my tongue, I reached up and covered the breathing port on Sir’s gas mask. As the air was missing, he shuttered awake, his gloved hands reaching down and stroking my shaved head. Sir rolled on his back and let me continue his wake-up call.
By ty dehner
My gloved hands gripped the bar holding 150 pounds of weights. I was on my last rep. As I exhaled and started to life, Sir pushed his cock into my mouth and down my throat. My arms burned as I got the weight to the top and waited for Sir to piston his cock in and out of my throat five times before I could bring the weights down. Once my throat cleared I inhaled through my mouth, and I could taste the leather, sweat and pre-cum of my Master. He smiled as he looked down at me, wearing his full motorcycle cop duty uniform. His gloved hands lightly tapped my cheek. The heavy leather hood I was locked in had a hole for my mouth that is open when I do my workouts and has eye holes. The rest of my head is encased in leather.
The next rep repeats what Sir did, but he quickens the pace of this pistoning, then faster for the next. On the last lift he slams his cock in deeper, piston-style, quickly shooting his load down my throat as my arms burn and struggle to keep the weight above me. When he pulls out, I drop the weights on the stand and Sir slaps my face hard before telling me I did a good job.
By PredicamentBondage
Exercising livestock is of paramount importance. There’s no point in procuring prime body-stock if it’s allowed to deteriorate during training. It’s essential to promote increased stamina, improved strength, greater wellbeing, better health and, hopefully, enhanced sex-appeal in every slave. Consequently, the slaves are exercised hard, every day.
The treadmill pods provide slaves with adequate cardio exercise, as each occupant spends at least six hours a day walking, jogging and running, trying to catch some sleep between pre-programmed exercise sessions.
Slaves also spend at least four, 3-hour sessions in the gym, every week. Our gym is well appointed with the latest, state-of-the-art equipment that would not be out-of-place in the best high street gymnasium. Glass walled on two sides, the gym provides me with good visibility of the slave’s progress.
By Bikermike
‘As your punishment for not being able to make me come boy, you will try to excite me by my watching you on the exercise bike that I’ve modified!’ Master said with a chuckle.
I had been kneeling, naked before Master with my wrists cuffed behind my back for twenty minutes working my tongue and lips round his cockhead without success. This was despite him working the back of my head with his hands up and down, sometimes gently, others aggressively. Throughout this ordeal, my own cock remained rock hard.
Master’s body was what every slave would wish to serve: he was mid- forties, gym-muscular but stocky, wearing only a leather body harness and sporting a massive ten-inch erection.
He pulled me up by my ear and dragged me over to the exercise bike. ‘Here boy; see how I have modified the seat,’ he explained, ‘that spike will fit up your arse. It shouldn’t hurt as you sit on it as it’s no wider than a pencil. Your wrists will be fixed to the handlebars as you can see, with these solid manacles, which I’ve welded to the bars. You won’t be able to get off the seat because…’ he pointed to a heavy-looking metal bar hinged to one side of the seat ‘this bar will fit round your waist and will be locked in place.’ He released my wrists from the handcuffs. ‘Now get on it!’
Scroll down for a free, hi-def video preview of this shoot from the men of Dream Boy Bondage. A young man with a lean, muscular body is snatched from the streets of a small Midwestern town. His training as a sex slave begins today.
Ian is strapped to a weight bench, nearly naked, his cock and balls pulled out of tiny briefs. He will rarely, if ever, wear more than this for the rest of his life. “Push it!” Jared screams, whipping Ian’s abs and pecs. The captive’s beautiful torso, from cock to neck, is bright red from the whip. He tries desperately to finish the set of 10 reps, but he just can’t do it, so Jared whips him, unrelentingly. Then his trainer switches course, removing his shorts and shoving his dick in the prisoner’s face, then down his throat. “Lick the tip! Now suck it!” Jared screams, whipping the stud for the slightest error. “No teeth!” he screams. This is now Ian’s life: making his young body perfect, offering it to his master willingly and sucking cock on command.
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