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The Lock-In – Part 04

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By Cuffed Locked

It must have been late Sunday night or maybe it was Monday morning already. I could not be sure because I had no clock, nothing to track time. I had been chained by my neck to a solid ring bolted to the floor of my hot neighbor Caleb’s basement since Thursday night after work, and I was starting to get scared because I definitely had to be at work again Tuesday morning! I was trying to free myself from his “escape room,” which, thanks to his friend Derek and a pair of police handcuffs, was really turning into more of a bondage torture room.

Yes I was bound, securely, and I as more physically sore and mentally frustrated than ever. But something in the ache reminded me that no matter the punishment, I was here by choice. Not by mistake. No hint. Just a very secure chain. A heavy collar. And a combination padlock I was still trying to jail break. I was still fighting.

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Hogtied in The Hole

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Bind is put in a secure hogtie by Zerotsm in the main solitary cell called “The Hole.” Bind had already spent 24 hours in the cell, naked and chained helplessly in steel shackles. But the hogtie he was put in took his experience over the top and pushed his limits. Bind has a lot of experience with stress bondage positions, but having his neck attached to a bolt in the floor and his knees secured to attachment points on the wall raised the bar for this hogtie. The cold cement didn’t help either. Once Bind was completely locked down, he was left in silence in the cell while his captors adjourned to another room.

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Double Trouble – Part 04

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By Peter B. and Art Intelli

Chapter Four: The Long Night

The bunkhouse was built like a frontier barracks — thick timber beams, stone floor, heavy iron fixtures bolted to the walls and ceilings. There were no windows, only small vents near the roof and a single industrial fan turning lazily in the corner. The room was dim, lit by a single bulb hanging above the twin beds that filled half the space.

But Peter wasn’t given a bed.

He was mounted to the post.

A heavy wooden pillar rose from floor to ceiling at the room’s center, with rings set at shoulder, waist, and ankle height. The twins had stripped him bare again, save for his collar, and bound him standing with thick leather cuffs to each ring. His arms were pulled back and up, shoulders flexed, chest forward. His legs were spread wide and locked at the ankles. His brand still throbbed on his right hip, raw and blistered.

The collar chafed when he tried to shift. The restraints creaked.

He wasn’t going anywhere.

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Subservient Whore: Jack Andy and Evan West

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This is one of the videos available at KinkMen:

Subservient Whore Evan West takes all the punishment from Sadistic Jack Andy

Description: Evan West is tied up, blindfolded, and moaning loudly through his ball-gag in the dungeon. Having heard the fuss, Jack Andy enters and informs Evan that unless he does everything he orders him to do, he’s going to leave him tied up. Evan obeys his master’s every command, completely giving himself over to the sadistic whims of Jack. Starting with barehanded spanks on the ass, Jack ensures Evan’s ass is painted with color before grabbing a leather paddle and moving onto his back and chest. Jack verbally degrades Evan, reminding him that he is just a subservient whore while spitting in his face. Untying Evan’s hands, Jack orders him onto his knees and to worship his boots. Next, Evan finds himself bound while having to balance on one leg. With Evan’s body being open and exposed, Jack delivers a strong flogging before removing Evan’s blindfold so he can see what’s coming next. Jack grabs an electro-zapper and torments Evan’s body by shocking him all over; laughing to himself clearly enjoying the pain he is causing his whore. Finally, Jack uses Evan’s hole by first stretching it out with a solid fucking from a dildo until Evan is absolutely begging for Jack’s 9-inch cock. Having been properly tormented and fucked by Jack, Evan is granted permission to cum as well.

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Marshall is tortured

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This is a video from the men of Dream Boy Bondage. After being whipped and spending the night in a freezing cell, Marshall is dragged back to the torture chamber and strapped to a cross on his back, his tiny briefs hanging low, revealing the painful welts on his ass. With his runner’s body and good looks, this prisoner looks amazing displayed on his back – even better, moments later, when he is raised up and stripped, hanging naked from the cross, his body shaved clean from pits to pubes. Marshall immediately feels the power of the cross, as every muscle and tendon, from his arms to his ankles, strains. Then the whip crashes into his flesh. He cries out in agony for hours, with no relief in sight.

Marshall is dragged back to the torture chamber and strapped to a cross

Marshall is dragged back to the torture chamber and strapped to a cross

 

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Title of this update: Marshall: Mandatory & Severe – Chapter 3

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It started with Mitts –Part 08

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By bondagegimp

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We lie in bed for a while, tightly embraced. We’re silent. A thousand thoughts should be racing through my head, I should be worried, but I’m simply enjoying the moment. I’m not thinking about yesterday, I’m not thinking about tomorrow. I’m simply here, in Bob’s arms.

Bob’s head is very close to mine. “I don’t know where this journey will take us yet either. But I have a certain idea of the direction we’ll be going. I will take you on this journey, show you the way, and sometimes force you to do things you’ve yet to learn. I will train you and mold you according to my wishes. But I’m only bringing out of you what’s already in your nature, what you forbid yourself from letting out. Perhaps it will even frighten you when you recognize it. We’ll start very carefully. But there will also be hurdles you’ll have to overcome. And we’re starting with that now.”

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My First Shibari Experience

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By @bdsmsubrex

Three months ago, I surrendered myself to Master S, binding my will to his as his submissive. That moment reshaped my existence, filling every corner of my life with purpose, desire, and a profound sense of belonging. But the lockdown, that unyielding global force, ripped us apart. Master S was forced to leave my country, stranded across borders, and I was left with an aching void where his presence once anchored me.

He instructed me to continue my rituals, daily acts of devotion to keep me tethered to him, and to document every detail with photos or videos. I obeyed, meticulously recording each task, but the act felt hollow, a pale imitation of true submission. How do you serve a Master when his eyes cannot see you, when his voice cannot guide you in the flesh? The videos I sent were offerings, but they lacked the weight of his approval, and my heart yearned for the command that only his physical presence could deliver.

This morning, my phone buzzed with a text from Master S, its sharp brevity cutting through the monotony of my day. Be at a specific address by six o’clock this evening. Plugged. Locked in my chastity cage. Collared. My pulse surged, a heady mix of nerves and excitement igniting my senses. Lockdown restrictions still suffocated the city, limiting movement to essential purposes, but Master S had anticipated this. He had enlisted a friend, a man with influence, who owned a company classified as essential. Through this connection, Master S secured an exemption letter, a document granting me freedom to travel without scrutiny. I texted back, my fingers trembling with anticipation, asking if there was anything else I needed to prepare.

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