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Slave to fashion

According to the description, this film by artist VENFIELD8, For Your Gods, featuring model/DJ Brian Maier. is a “meditation of the fetishization of designer labels and illustrates the erotic currency in the extreme.”

“Seen as a metaphor, consumers are instructed to respond to luxury in very specific and predetermined ways,” the description continues.

HINT: For best results watch this in full screen mode!

Humiliation for a bent loser

At Brutal Tops, Master Aiden continues his vicious mistreatment of this feeble sub. The snivelling runt cowers under the Master as he thrashes him with a belt, writes on his forehead and dick and then rams his dick deep into his mouth.

The runt is ordered to open up his arsehole and push a huge dildo deep up his rear as the Master sneers with contempt at how powerless he has made his weak captive.

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Forced nudity and gay humiliation for a big dumb bodybuilder

They take a sperm sample! At CMNM.net, chained naked and on all fours like a great big dumb beast, the administrator slides his finger up Brad’s tight arse. The blank confused look on the thick bodybuilder’s face is prices while his arse gets plunged into. Gradually with the help of a dildo his sphincter is loosened till it’s gaping wide. Meanwhile Adrian pumps his cock vigorously till its aching hot and the great hulking animal releases a stream of pent up sperm. But muscular Brad is highly trained not to waste any precious protein!

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Chastity Suit – Part 06

By Rubbag

The next week was hard to get through. The days where bad enough with me seemin to sprout a boner with every woman I met. Fuck, even the men are turning me on. The nights are the worse. I can’t sleep at all, just lying there, my cock bulging into my chastity cup, trying, trying so hard not to think about Josh, just wanting to hold him and knowing he wants it too.

We had had a delivery before Friday. Found the box at the door, no sign of who dropped it, just the empty corridor of our dorm block deserted for the summer.

Inside the box a small printed card:

For Friday

That’s how we found ourselves the next night taking the late bus out to Culvers Wood on the edge of town.

“Enjoy yourselves, boys.”

The driver laughing as the bus doors hiss closed behind us. We turn around red-faced, we both know the woods’ reputation and what the driver must have thought two young men were planning to do there.

The instructions Josh had been given were clear enough. We could make out the blistering paint on the sign in front us.

/ CUL RS W OD

INF MA ION

And beyond the broken tarmac of the main path leading like a grey line into the fast darkening woods.

“Come on, Jed.”

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