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Rubber Coated Spreader Bar
Available from Mr S, these bars are wrapped in heavy rubber grip tape. You can hold onto it easily as you use the other hand to torture him. The grip tape is overlaid, creating groves that make channels for intricate rope work. The center of the bar has a deeper 1-inch-wide grove that lets you hoist his wrists or ankles into the air so you have full access for your slave’s inspection. Comes in two different lengths.
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Ice locks for bondage play
I am VERY excited about the ICE LOCKS from Mr S. In fact, I usually have two “on ice” in my freezer at any moment!
The concept is simple yet effective: There is a cylinder that you fill with water, then freeze in the freezer. You then use padlocks to secure yourself or another guy, and the captive has to wait for the ice to melt before the ice lock opens and he gets out. If anyone has any ideas or suggestions for using these, please let me know.
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Rigid Wrist and Ankle Cuffs
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Lots more iron restraints here
You can find lots more BDSM gear at the Mr-S-Leather store
Leather jock as modeled by Terry Miller
A Roman Master – Part 3
By Alex Ironrod
PART THREE – 60AD – BRITAIN – IN THE ROMAN EMPIRE
The Iceni warrior, Vertigen, came to with a groan and an aching head, slung, bound and gagged, across the saddle of the Roman cavalry Prefect Marcus, who was walking his tired horse in the early dawn, accompanied by his giant decurion Maximus. Both soldiers had been captured in battle and tortured by the Iceni tribesmen in a revolt against the Romans – and the Brits had been winning. Marcus noticed the movement in front of him, “Well, he’s awake at last, Maximus. You must have given him a bloody good clout back at the camp, as we’ve been riding for hours. Good morning, my lord, how the hell are you feeling? I bet you don’t remember us taking you from amongst your drunken troops, and making our escape last night. Now, we can rest for a few minutes. I think we’re sufficiently far away from any pursuers.”
The decurion swung down and pulled the prisoner to the ground. “Take his gag out, untie his feet, and give him a slug of this foul honey drink of theirs,” ordered the prefect, climbing off the large grey, “Fortunes have turned again, Vertigen, and you’re my prisoner, as you were a few months ago. Now that we’ve fucked and forced one another, you could say we’re even in our sex war, but, as a Master, I can’t forget my treatment at your camp.” “You Romans are so bloody high-and- mighty, invading our country, insulting my Queen and raping her daughter,” snarled the prince.
Rainbow pride mummification
Today’s mummification pictures are perfect for Pride Month! These are part of a recent update at Serious Male Bondage featuring HotHardHat — a kinkster who loves heavy rubber, hazmat suits, gas masks, multiple layer cocooning, and being stuck in hot and sweaty bondage. The mummification is by Wired4Fun, using VetRap.
See the VIDEO at Serious Male Bondage
Title of update: HOT HARD HAT AND FRIENDS – PART 1 AND 2
NOTE: VetRap is available from Mr S by clicking here.
PLUS: HotHardHat has also appeared in videos on MenInChains — as Dakota Duke!
The Jacket – Part 1
By Rubrpig
When I was in my teens, I spent a lot of time cruising the web and one night I discovered a website devoted to men wearing straitjackets. My cock got rock hard as I clicked from one image to another of men tightly strapped into heavy straitjackets.
One image really got to me and that was a very muscular man tightly strapped into a gleaming black leather straitjacket. The jacket was heavily padded and featured straps to make sure he could not raise his arms or shift his biceps. The jacket also had straps that passed between his legs highlighting the bulge in the tight jeans he wore. I copied that image and spent many hours jacketing off staring at that image.
I finished up my college years by being a star lineman on the football team. I had shot up during my teen years and filled out my frame in the gym getting worked over by the strength coaches for the team. By the time they were done with me I was a 6’4” slab of hard muscle. My abs were heavily defined and my pecs jutting out from my torso. The heads of the sorority girls turned when my buds and I walked past them but I did not party as I was focused on my studies and the team.