It wasn’t all that late in the evening when I was taken from John’s place by van to Dan’s seemingly remote camp. I’m guessing it was only about 10 PM when I was placed in the sludge pit. He instructed the guards that took me to make sure I was here until dawn and make the experience effective. Dawn was over 8 hours away.
The sludge was slimy, gritty, dirty and smelly. It had splashed onto my arms and face from the water bucket toss and had dried cake like on me. Any time I moved the upper arms or my head I could feel the tug between the dried sludge and my skin. Below the sludge line my entire body and every orifice felt like the slimy concoction had made its way in. If I wriggled, and I did that a lot, it just made it worse. I couldn’t help but move. My jaw line was resting on the top of the sludge.
Every now and again I slightly lifted myself up a few inches which created a small wave of motion so when I dropped back down again there was a ripple effect that would almost cascade towards me and possibly into my mouth if I wasn’t careful. I hesitated to attempt any sleep as I thought nodding off would have my head tilt forward and the sludge would make its way into the mouth. Keeping me so low to the sludge surface made sure I was going to have to stay awake, spend physical energy and endure this setup.
Continue reading 10 Days in Detention – Part 25
Interrogator Drake Jaden is done playing games. Armed with a stun baton, he’s ready to make the soldier pay, with his mouth! The Parrot’s Perch position is a perfect one for fucking and sucking, as soldier Dirk Caber soon finds out when he’s made to suck on his new master’s drooling meat. There’s nothing he can do, other than work to please the man and maybe get himself out of this situation by pleasing his interrogator.
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Models in this shoot: Drake Jaden & Dirk Caber
Title: Soldiers In Hell – Part 7
I’m not sure how long I slept. When I woke up it was still pitch black in the cell. I maneuvered myself onto my knees, wrists of course were still cuffed behind my back, and worked myself to what I thought was the center of the cell. I just knelt there and waited. I wasn’t sure exactly what else to do. In my mind I wanted to please John. The handcuffs were the only restraints I was wearing so I had complete movement within the cell. I could get up and walk around but to be completely submitted in my head meant waiting.
And the waiting should be in a manner befitting the station I was being trained to be… a bondage slave. Waiting, therefore, meant on knees, facing the door, head bowed, knees apart until John, my master, returned. This would be an appropriate position to be found in.
It was difficult to maintain this position. The cold, hard concrete floor was uncomfortable and painful to stay kneeling on without any padding between my knees and the floor. But such was the position of a bondage slave I kept telling myself.
Continue reading 10 Days in Detention – Part 18
John stood me up and walked me into the cell. Inside I was made to sit against the wall and the wrist shackles were padlocked to a ring on the wall, forcing me to sit there. John looked back at me as he walked towards the door, closed it and a moment later the lights went out, leaving me in complete darkness.
I had been in the cell like this before so it wasn’t the hard, difficult bondage I had expected to spend the night in. Yes, if left this way for a long time with wrists cuffed behind my back the shoulders would start to experience that deadening pain that is so hard to contend with after a couple of hours. But I had made it through this before and could do it again.
It wasn’t to be, though. After a short time the cell door opened and a little light from the dungeon space partially illuminated the cell. John was standing in the doorway holding lengths of chain. He entered the space and let the chains drop just short of the center of the cell’s floor.
“You didn’t think I was going to leave you like this all night, did you? This would be too easy,” John chuckled as he came and stood over me.
He had me lean forward and released my wrists from the wall. Next he removed the length of chain going from the front of the steel collar to the ankle shackles. He also removed the ankle shackles, leaving the steel collar and the wrist shackles on me. John picked up the chains and shackles he removed from me and left the cell for a few moments.
When John returned, he had another set of shackles and some padlocks.
Continue reading 10 Days in Detention – Part 17
A new video called “Payback” is up now at Men In Chains:
Bind in Lock Down Full Time – Day 92:
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At Dream Boy Bondage, Anthony Martin works muscle man Stefano’s uncut cock. The bound slave cums despite the nonstop pain of the rack. He’s rewarded by being stretched on the rack even harder! Later, after hanging on the cross for hours, when every muscle in his body is fatigued to the point of failure, bodybuilder Stefano must press 170 pounds or be shocked with electricity!
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Title of the scene shown here: STEFANO: Blind Muscle
In this scene, the SeriousMaleBondage brother Rank tests the endurance of his rubber gimp with some stressful bondage. Rank’s trick is to stimulate the gimp with a vibrator so he is able to tolerate more extreme suspension positions provided by an overhead winch. It’s friggin hot how he struggles. Poor guy!
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Arm splints by Sinvention