At BrutalTops, Master Mike and Master Nick have cruel sadistic fun with their sub, who they’ve trussed up like a turkey.
They hand gag the naked sub, dildo fuck him, torment his cock and nipples, cane his feet, make him lick their big heavy balls and feed him their spunk. These handsome strong tops command their sub at every second and verbally demean him while sexually controlling him.
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This is a proper career criminal. He wants to get in, get his head down, do his bird and get out and robbing again with the minimum of fuss. Of course he has contraband on him. That’s a given. The screws know him, and he knows them. They are sure he has stash on him, it’s just where?
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Pathetic sub Peter is strapped to a spanking bench at BrutalTops:
His ass is stuck up in the air and nasty Master Wayne decides that he’s going to lash out some punishment onto it. With a cane in hand, Wayne thrashes the worm-like bottom, making him squirm in pain. He inspects his handiwork carefully, enjoying the red welts he’s created on the white, lashed down ass. In delight, Wayne gobs into the sub’s complaining face before going back to more ass beating.
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By bondagegimp
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The party
Bob had already changed into very, very short leather shorts that just barely covered his powerful butt and ended where his thigh muscles began to bulge. On top, he was wearing only a tank top that showed off his muscular upper arms. It was, once again, incredibly sexy. What worried me was that if he was going to the party like this, he wasn’t making much of a secret of his fetish. So what would he pick out for me?
Bob leads me on a leash into one of the rooms next to the cell—another tiled room with shower facilities. Near one wall, a chain hangs from the ceiling, attached to a winch. He attaches the ring on the front of my muzzle to it, directly under my nose. Then he tightens the chain over the winch. I have to follow the chain; at first, it pulls my head up so that I have to look up, but Bob continues until I have to stand on tiptoes, facing the wall. Now he loosens all the restraints, but I hang completely helplessly from the head harness. He then takes off my PVC suit, my diapers, and removes my plug, catheter, and all the other cock rings, etc.
By bondagegimp
Breakfast
I begged him to open the mask again, but instead he turned me onto my stomach and even put my upper arm cuffs back on. I screamed but he just ignored me, turned me on my back again, opened the cage and took it off my cock. Bob sat on me so that my cock was wedged between my stomach and him and only the glans with the catheter was slightly protruding between his thighs.
“I want you to imagine in your mind’s eye how I’m sitting here on top of you and playing with your cock. Describe to me what you see!” I imagined the situation, him kneeling on me with his legs apart, my body wedged between his thighs, the large bulge between his thighs. His body rising above me, looking even bigger from below. His pectoral muscles are more clearly visible from here, as a relief that emerges vividly from his body, which also appears even wider from below.
The shoulders, which stand out as a curve in the silhouette, merge in one direction into the biceps, which virtually spill out of the suit, merge into the broad forearms and finally into his large hands. And in the other direction, coming from the shoulder, I see the strong bull neck with its curves under the rubber leading to the strong neck, to his angular face with the prominent cheekbones, the short trimmed full beard, the short shaved sides and the full black head of hair. Then, of course, the dark eyes that watch me with a penetrating gaze, as if they could see inside me.
At Strip Search Hell, a sadistic guard takes real delight in cruelly mocking this beefy naked prisoner.
The tough criminal does his best to comply and obediently spreads his arse cheeks while he’s hosed down. He clenches his fists as the onslaught of freezing cold water hits him. It’s sexual embarrassment and physical discipline like this that allows the guards to maintain their absolute authority in a prison filled with physically dangerous muscular thugs.
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