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Matthew gets power fucked by a machine

After being whipped and paddled at Dream Boy Bondage, Matthew’s asshole is pummeled by a machine that fucks him senseless.

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On his first day as Anthony’s slave, Mathtew’s asshole was pounded by his young master’s massive, erect cock. And now he is being fucked by a machine with a huge dildo mounted to a steel-pole. The device is like a jack-hammer, fucking the prisoner constantly for 20 minutes. Anthony sits back and laughs, slapping his victim’s ass as it’s pummeled. Matthew moans and rocks as he’s fucked, his eyes rolling back into his head. Anthony finally turns the thing off but leaves the dildo rammed up the captive’s ass, then leaves him to suffer alone, a true fuck-slave who exists for one purpose: pleasing a sadist with a taste for bondage.

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Title: Matthew Connor – From Fantasy To Nightmare – Chapter 9

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Restrained beast

Martin fights like a wild animal, so that’s exactly how they are going to treat him at BreederFuckers. The bastard is strung up naked with his arms pinned behind his back and his legs shackled together. His bare arse is stuck up in the air, and there’s not a fucking thing he can do about it. Any struggling only makes him wriggle his arse in a teasing way and humiliates him even further. Dave spreads his cheeks and worms his way into that tempting hole, stretching his hole open while tugging on his dick till the angry fucker can’t stop his dick from going stiff. Those big pale cheeks need some colour, and Dave repeatedly whacks Martin’s arse till they bloom red. Adrian joins in screwing his arse with a fat dildo preparing his hole for a fucking. They simultaneously beat his arse till Martin flails about angrily, and every time he leaps forward he inadvertently makes the dildo slide further up his bum. Then those proud cock and balls are tied up with a bucket attached to them. He’s mercilessly pelted with water that drips down his arse and dick, gradually filling it. The more full it becomes the greater his genitals are weighed down, causing him excruciating pain. He’s like a restrained beast!

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GrowlBoys: Korzak has Tommy collared and on a chain leash

Tommy adjusts to his new body and his new setting. While the collar on his neck might be secure, the most powerful feeling is the connection he has with the handsome, older satyrs that keep him as their ward. “Bestial Gods” begins with Tommy waking to find himself once again at the direction and guidance of the salt-and-pepper satyr, Korzak. The powerful immortal fucks Tommy once more after learning of his appreciation for the way his collar feels around his neck, inspiring his more dominant instincts. It’s after this encounter that Korzak recalls his long history of training young Prometheans. He remembers the world he helped build and the way in which he and his fellow Thebans ruled. This spawns an erotic memory of a similar, submissive young pup.

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Title of this story: Lost Boys, Chapter 5: Bestial Gods

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The Bear Trap – Part 08

By FirefighterSIR

Part 8: Long and Slow

Sullie is a black-and-white Springer Spaniel that loves birds. He was barking and jumping on the wire fence and his short tail worked enthusiastically, his full attention on the covey of quail that were moving in the short, dry grass at the edge of the camp clearing. Sulllie barked again and then the other dog ran over to see what was happening, eager to join in any excitement that could be had in the evening shadows.

The quail pecked at seeds and ants in the golden grass and fluffed themselves in the dust dry soil, just along the fringe of dark scrub brush that lines both sides of the canyon where the camp was sheltered. The canyon faced north in a series of brushy ridges in the inland ranges of the Santa Lucia Mountains, a remote location where few ventured.

Late summer evenings, when the sun was setting and cool air flowed down every canyon, was a time when all of the wildlife would come out on the Bear Trap Ranch. A coyote padded down the road toward the gate and deer looked for some tasty green buds hidden among the spiny dry brush.

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