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Jonas – Part 2

By ty dehner

Lying on the bed in the rubber dry suit, hooded in rubber and in heavy iron shackles I just listened as I heard the garage door open, then close. Shortly after Jonas was standing over me. He had a heavy chain that is attached to the steel collar with a Master lock and tugged on it to get me off the bed. He smiled at me, “Oh you’re going to like what happens next boy.” He turned and led me down the hallway and into the garage.

Jonas had pulled his truck into my garage with the bed towards the door. He tugged on the chain and instructed me to climb into the back. I turned looking at him, questioning his order.

“Listen, you’re not in any real position to question anything I want you to do. You’re locked in that suit until I decide you will come out of it. So, get in the fucking truck bed on your back.”

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Poll question: Would you use a human urinal bound in the men’s room at a leather bar?

This posting is inspired by ty dehner — author of the male BDSM story “Jonas” currently running in the Metalbond Prison Library. He suggested a poll asking the question, “If you walked into a men’s room at a leather bar and found a rubber object bound and ready to be used as a urinal, would you?” Wanting to get at the bottom of this serious matter, I posted the question as a poll on the official Metalbond Twitter feed, and the results are in:

  • 87 percent said that yes, they would indeed piss in the human urinal!
  • 13 percent said no.

human male bondage gimp used as a urinal

Two of the respondents wisely added a comment that they would use the guy as a urinal provided he gave a consent signal such as the nod of his head. Another respondent said that he would like to use the guy as a urinal but that seeing him bound would make him so hard he would be unable to piss.

How about you? Assuming there was consent, would you make use of the rubber object bound as a urinal? Although the Twitter poll is ended, you can leave a message with your response in the comments section below.

Skinheads and Legionnaires

By CREUSS

Part 1

stories by CREUSSI have been serving the Foreign Legion for 7 years, aged 17 to 24. After a couple of years of Service I was a Brigadier Chef, the equivalent of a Corporal. With a couple of mates, Legionnaire or Lance corporal or Corporal, we used to have a night leave at times, and we were enjoying spending our free evening in a Café by the old Roman Theatre. Place was quiet and the owner was rather friendly, as were customers.

When there, we used to have a quiet table at the rear of the café, rather cut from the rest of the crowd. When we were 3 or 4 we used to have at least one row each paying for some beer, so we could have four beers each in one evening, often double of this amount!

You know that legionnaires are not allowed to wear casual clothes at any time when in their first contract. So every time we were having a leave we had to leave the barracks in “tenue de sortie,” our equivalent of number 2 dress. We were not allowed to be outside of the barracks on a leave in combats, too.

One night I was with two of my mates, Legionnaire Mike T., an Englishman, and Brigadier Gary S., a Scot. They were a little it older than me, not much, but still. I was 19 and half myself, just back from the NCO school and to become a Marechal des Logis soon, the cavalry equivalent of a Sergeant!

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Video: Roughed Up Slave

Pan’s torment continues when his master secures him to a rack by hands and legs. Scroll down for a free video preview from MyDirtiestFantasy.com:

Pan’s torment continues in this second part where his master Yah-Jil secures him to a rack by hands and legs. Yah-Jil seems more motivated than ever in his master’s role and orders him to suck his cock whilst whips his ass in pomp. Soon the master fucks hard his ass before to climb the rack and start to piss Pan’s back and ass. Yah-Jil spits and steps on him before to places him to the Saint Andrews cross, where the punishment becomes harder and harder with different types of whips and hot wax. When Pan seems he is going to falter, Yah-Jil puts his dick out and jerks it off, first slow then faster, until Pan explodes among moans. But, what about some more hot wax all over the slave’s body to end the hell time?

 

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Title of this shoot: Roughed Up Slave – Part 2

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Abused and sexually humiliated in and out of a cage

At My Dirtiest Fantasy, a kinky electrician fantasizes about being totally abused and sexually humiliated — which in this particular instance involves being taken blindfold to some quiet corner of the Spanish countryside and picked up by a couple of masked hunks. They then proceed to hold him in a metal cage, piss on him, hose him down with water, spank his ass until it’s a nice crimson color, and then spit-roast him like a cheap tart. Clearly thinking he’s not been humiliated enough, they then open his hole up with a metal clamp and piss directly into his guts; before fucking him bareback once again, and then finally spewing the contents of their balls all over his back.

Abused and sexually humiliated in and out of a cage

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Title of this shoot: One Cute Twink, Scene 2

they then open his hole up with a metal clamp and piss directly into his guts

Tied up by a bully in the locker room

In this vintage shoot from Brutal Tops, handsome Master Derek is in a changing room and is being observed by creepy sub Colin. When the sub thinks the Master has left he grabs his jockstap and deeply sniffs it. Derek catches the perv doing this and decides to teach him a lesson by ramming the jock into sub’s face before tying him up, thrashing him and pissing in his mouth.

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Over the Line – Part 3: Third Down

By ty dehner

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It is so fucking quiet; I can only hear my breathing. Seems I am so alone, no one around for miles. This is hard work and my gear is pretty soaked in sweat. I’m tired as shit, Sir is the toughest boss I’ve ever worked for. But the rewards are fucking awesome in the end.

The crew has left for the day, as I see Sir heading down the gravel road in his truck to pick me up. He really gave me the shit job today, literally. Cleaning outhouses is not the glamour job in construction, but as a pad pig, it is my job. Once every two weeks. There are 20 across the sites that Sir oversees. It is amazing how messy these guys are, though I admit I get a little horny thinking of them in their Carhartt’s, boots, jeans and muddy work overalls doing their business in these outhouses. When I work in these I have to wear rubber gloves and gas mask that Sir requires I wear while cleaning. The guys on the crew think I’m nuts for wearing it, but it is required, and I do it. I think Sir has me do it, because it humiliates me some and he likes that on occasion.

This week I’m in my black Carhartt overalls with, of course, my football pants and cup, with my uniform jersey on underneath. Even though it was warm out, I am required to keep my flannel shirt and Carhartt coat on, as well as work gloves. I’m still breaking in my new White’s lace up boots. Sir had them custom done with a small leather strap at the top that locks the boots on. My work uniform is finished off by a Packer’s cap that Sir soaked in his piss before letting it dry. On days that I work hard or am wearing the gas mask my sweat mixes with the dried piss and I do begin to smell!

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