The men from Serious Male Bondage pay a visit to the showroom of StudioGum.com in Germany, where Hans-Peter has plenty of gear to demonstrate on willing captives.
The VIDEO is at Serious Male Bondage
Title: GERMANY IN SEPTEMBER PART-9
Also go to the Studio Gum site here
In this video from Serious Male Bondage, RubCop gets strapped into a police restraint chair that is bolted to a cart with wheels. The cart included a pair of snowboard boot bindings, which were very effective in restraining his wader boots. Then he gets washed down with water from a garden hose. Later, RubCop is locked in a pit under the deck, first with his head protruding topside, and then fully restrained in metal shackles inside the pit, which was covered by a heavy cast iron grate.
See the complete video at Serious Male Bondage
Title of this update: RUBCOP – PART 1 OF 3
FROCK THE WORLD presents DRONE ZERO, a short erotic rubber fetish video. Latex Uke is a rubber gimp. When they are in their full blackout rubber suit, they transform into a horny drone.
Video at frocktheworld.com
Title: Drone Zero
Mr S writes:
“When you feel this tight rubber hood against your skin as your Master zips it closed, you know you’re about to become his filthy cocksucking pig. Pinhole eyes allow you to see shadows in well-lit rooms, but that’s all. When the dungeon lights come on all sight goes away, you just need to trust him. Nose holes make breathing easier, which is a good thing because Master is going to be skull fucking you hard and rough. In this hood you’re nothing more than an open hole for him to use as he wants. Get ready for a long night!”
To learn more about this hood and see a video, click here.
(A True Potential Story)
Written by BootDeputy
It was less than a week before the brand on Logan`s ass was healed enough to allow for more functional movement. When Daddy Kyle branded him, He made sure to do it on the far outer side of his ass so Master Dallas was still able to fuck his hole, and he did daily.
But it seemed that Logan’s time as Tread the barn animal was done. On the night that the brand seemed to be healing without infection, Logan was on his knees worshiping Master Dallas’ dick. His spurs dug into Logan’s back as he smoked on the porch of his ranch house.
He had already unloaded in Logan’s mouth and was watching him clean off his cock. He got an email from Officer Rick yesterday detailing Logan’s next step in his year of training, which was with two doms that needed a new object to train. They had sent a package containing things for Logan to have on when they arrived. They were probably on the road, if not a hotel, right now coming from Delaware.
He couldn’t delay it any longer, “Tonight is your last night with me. Tomorrow evening you will be picked up by two men from our family.”
Continue reading Storage Space: Sentenced to Service – Part 01
By Nitro
Note: This is the latest chapter in a long running story by Nitro. To start at the very beginning, click here.
The six of us are sitting around the table in the restaurant lavishing in the delicious steak dinner we had. We have all been telling stories and catching up and have all laughed so hard that we hurt. SIR was sharing with his friends stories of the bondage equipment we have built at home, and telling tales of how we have used it for hours on end. Each of the guys all agreed that we need to set up a weekend for everyone to visit and not take so long between catchups. Its been really great being one of the guys and joining in on the conversations this time. The whole day I’ve not exactly been in a position to chime into the banter.
SIR would occasionally reach under the table and graze his hand over my crotch sending a jolt thru me as my dick shifted in the hidden rubber shorts under my street clothes. There is always just something so sexy about wearing stealth gear out in public. What would the other tables think if they knew that the guys at our table were in varying stages of rubber and fetish gear under their normal looking attire? I’m sure that someone walking by has got to be confused at the sudden smell of rubber in the air!
“So boy – you’ve wanted to spend a day as a rubber urinal for a long time. How was it?” SIR said looking at me.
