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More pictures of Prisoner805 at The Edge Jail and Dungeon

Check out these new pictures sent in by Awesome Roper, of Prisoner805 locked up at The Edge Jail and Dungeon:

Prisoner805 at The Edge Jail and Dungeon

 

Awesome Roper was kind enough to share a list of the gear Prisoner805 is locked in:

Deluxe Tight Hood from Mr. S

Chain and Master Lock Magnum 2-3/4 in Shrouded Disc Padlock from Home Depot

Bulldog Harness 2.0 with Grey Piping from Mr. S

Wrist Manacles “Plug System” No5802X from Parus

Handmade Steel Chastity Belt Model CS-500/A from Fetish Felix

Peerless Model 703C Leg Irons from Handcuff Warehouse

Pictures from The Sneaker Boy

Check out these pictures from The Sneaker Boy:

The Sneaker Boy aka Chris Mitchell leg cuffs

 

The Sneaker Boy writes,

“In these photos my boyfriend, Jake Wolf, was chained in my Mr. S heavy iron restraints. While he was taking a nap in his new Nike Foamposite I slipped the restraints around his ankles and tightened the screws to secure him.”

 

Thanks for the hot pictures, Sneaker Boy!

The Mr S ankle restraints are available here

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Milking Day – Part 4

By Cutieboy90

(To start at Part 1 of Milking Day, click here)

Cutieboy90I stared at the wall, like I had for the past hour or so. No, not by my own choice. I was strapped in this position, my ankles spread with a bar, and my arms behind me. A thick leather muzzle kept me quiet, and there was a tether attached to the top of it keeping me in place. There was also a tether around my full, aching balls, which were already feeling a squeeze from that infernal steel chastity cage that’s been locked on them for over two months.

I huffed into the thick leather padded muzzle as Mark finally approached. I heard him set something down behind me, before he came into my field of vision. He patted my head, and kissed my gagged mouth.

“You look so fucking pissed!” He teased, pinching my cheek. I huffed a muffled obscenity at him as he chuckled. “Now now, don’t forget who’s in charge here,” Mark firmly slapped my nuts, instantly making me double as much as the restraints would allow. My nuts were already so tender, I was close to tears at the third strike of his palm. But of course, my sadistic boyfriend just smiled and continued to tap his palm into my package until I was on the verge of passing out. Damn did it hurt.

He kissed my forehead, and stepped away while I caught my breath. Much to my surprise, he began to unbuckle the heavy leather muzzle from my head. I didn’t get to say anything, as he kept his hand over my lips once the leather was pulled away. I kissed his fingers, knowing it would probably be several hours before I got the chance again. I closed my eyes, as he fingered my mouth. Evil he might be, I still loved him.

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