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Handcuffed guy forced to submit

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At BrutalTops, Master Dave doesn’t fancy using the shower and decides that his pathetic sub should tongue bathe him. Dave is covered in sweat from his training session and this sweat must be lapped off – the sniveling bottom quietly mutters his complaints as he carries out his duties. The Master enjoys humiliating the sub more and more and uses the sub’s tongue all over his stinking body, including his dick and filthy asshole. Being turned into a piece of toilet paper causes the sub to hesitate a little and this poor work is punished by a nasty lick of Dave’s belt. Snarling, Dave handcuffs the humiliated guy to make things more difficult for him to resist and he has to thoroughly suck Dave’s cock as it’s rammed deep into his mumbling mouth. With the sub on his knees, his slutty mouth wraps around the Dave’s dick and toby reams on it.

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Male BDSM stories to keep you tied up all day

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If you are looking for some high-quality, multi-part male bondage fiction, be sure to check out these stories — that is, if you have not done so already:

 

Lucky Cup

Brig Story

Busman’s Holiday

 

ALL of these stories are serialized, and they all link to multiple other stories by the same authors on an infinite loop. So be forewarned that if you click on one of these stories and you get hooked, you might be “trapped” all day or all weekend!

As always when you are reading stories in the Metalbond Prison Library, for best results it is highly recommended that you be wearing some form of physical restraint, such as a set of leg irons, or handcuffs, or a chastity device, or a collar — or that you have someone else locked up in something! Enjoy your reading, and please let me know which of these stories is your favorite!

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Copdar – Bubba from Kentucky

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By Cuffsandcops

Hook up apps with maps help to pin point parts of the city populated with hotels and out of town visitors. One of these areas is not too far from my house and I admit to sending more messages to profiles that show up there, compared to other local locations. I noticed a picture of a thick cock presumedly staying at a hotel on the map.

Clicking into the profile, it revealed a 40-year-old man, standing 6 feet tall, and weighing 275 pounds. He identified as muscular, bisexual, and vers/bottom. He indicated that he very much liked public play and exhibitionism in subcategories.

I am very fetish foward on this app, and in typical fashion, initated conversation by asking “ever been handcuffed?” Usually I phrase this question by asking generally if someone has expience with handcuffs, but given the information in the profile, I put a more submissive twist on it. To my surprise, he responded by saying he had, alot. When I asked for clarification, he revealed that he was a retired cop. I commented that I would love to see if he could still get his hands behind his back and maybe he could give me a few pointers on my cuffing technique.

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Handcuffed in the locker room

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At BrutalTops, vicious sadistic Master Stewart completes his damaging treatment of sub elliott. He finds the worm completely naked, waiting forlornly for the session to begin. The Master gobs out food and filth all over the sub’s head and makes him lick it up from his dirty shoes. The squirming lad is defenceless to prevent the messy, humiliating treatment.

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My Pal Jock and the Rainy Night – Part 01

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By Hunter Perez

I looked out of my apartment window at the thunderstorm soaking the neighborhood. It was a Saturday night and, for once, I was glad that I had no plans to go out. The weather forecast called for downpours into the following afternoon, so the warm comfort of my little one-bedroom sanctuary was more than satisfying.

I heated a frozen pizza, open a bottle of soda, plopped myself on my couch, switched on the TV and found an obscure cable channel that was running an endless series of old-time cartoons. Even though I saw those zany films a hundred million times, I could still laugh at Yosemite Sam getting a cannonball blasted into his face or Sylvester the Cat ingesting a dynamite stick.

Somewhere in the animation mayhem, I fell into a sound sleep. It was a beautiful slumber, until my peace was ended with a pounding on my front door that shook me awake. I glanced at my clock and found it was shortly after midnight. Confused and groggy, I stumbled from the couch to the door. I inquired about the source of the pounding and a loud voice beyond the door declared it was my pal Jock.

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