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Coming at you with a gag
Handcrafted leather gear
Bondage gear from Mr S
Here are some awesome restraints available from Mr S:
This thin rubber tape uses static electricity, rather than glue, so you never need to worry about lost eyebrows or hair! Works great (and looks great!) as a blindfold or you can use it as a lightweight restraint. Since this rubber tape has a bit of stretch to it you are going to want to make sure you use a lot if you are using this as wrist restraints to make sure your captive can’t weasel his way out. It can also be worn as an accessory to any rubber outfit. Comes in 3 high gloss colors: black, red and white.
Sometimes you want to just want to tie a guy down, get in, get off and get out. These new Velcro Restraints pack easy, are quick to slap on and don’t have the intimidation factor that some of the heavier restraints carry. Great for getting new guys to the scene comfortable enough to play, these easily bind hands behind the back or tie to the bed with just a little bit of rope.
To see more gear like this, go to Mr S
Bullied and duct tape gagged by men in business suits
Check out these images from Brutal Tops:
Imagine a group of sexy dominant businessmen in suits grabbing you right in your office and fucking you over. Masters Dean, Derek and Steve bully the office boy angrily take control of him stripping him down and making him worship their shoes. He’s violently fingered and his mouth is taped up so he can’t scream out. His head is then shoved into his big manly co-workers ass so he has to breathe in the scent of his hot hole. His breath is restricted so much he nearly passes out with his face crammed into the dominant master’s backside.
To see more, visit Brutal Tops
Rank’s rubber bondage prisoner
Nerves of Steel
By RbbrStorage
Jason could have sat there all afternoon. A California beach. A beautiful day. Pounding surf. And surfers. Hot, young, tanned, muscular surfers in tight, shiny rubber and neoprene wetsuits. This was the image that had brought Jason to California – this, and the fact that the declining U.S. dollar made it impossible for him to spend the entire summer in Europe. At 21, he had just graduated from college, had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, and was certain that a few months of wandering would clear his head and give him direction. And right now, that direction was due west, where he found himself drooling over the image of a masculine stud stripping out of his wetsuit in the middle of the beach and drying himself off. All those winters wasted in Michigan – if only Jason could have had parents who lived in California.
“You a surfer?”
Rubber slave
