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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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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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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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When We Get Wrapped

By Sparky

7/31/21

You and I have been sent to the playroom to begin what will be a very intense experience for us both. I am sure our cocks would be jutting out in front of us right now if not for the chastity cages we both are locked into.

Our Sirs are on the patio enjoying the beer we have been serving them. Our excitement for tonight’s torment has driven us to ensure they both are well fed and catered to so that we can earn their bondage; earn their cocks inside us.

We undress, carefully placing the shorts and tanks we had been wearing onto the shelf near Sir’s wingback leather chair. Once naked I grab your hand, pulling you close for a deep kiss. Your moan has just as much horniness as it does desperation, the pain of your cock straining against the cage, just like mine is being smashed in my cage.

But we dare not be found this way. Our Sirs are expecting us to be ready shortly, so we break the kiss. First, we fit into our mouths the football mouth guards. They have an opening for easy breathing but also fill our mouths. I am sure we are going to end up drooling on ourselves eventually. We are going to be a mess before this is over.

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Stud Squaw – Part 2

By Alex Ironrod

“God in heaven, Billy, what have I done to us,” the Lieutenant choked out. “I can feel things crawling all over me, and I’m erecting again.”

“Try to relax, Tom, “ came the grunting reply. “You need to keep your courage up as well as your cock. We have to bear it.”

He got only a sigh of despair and a groan of anguish from the head next to him, as Tom tried to move his body. Bright shuddered in turn; his back felt as though knives were cutting him, as the flies drank his slobber and the drying piss.

The soldiers lost track of time in the hot sun; men and women passed them by; some spat at them, one or two pushed them onto the thorns; the flying insects bit and crawled on their naked bodies. At last the group of Apaches returned, unpegged their ankles, untied their arms and pulled them off the cactus. Spaulding shouted in pain; the sergeant bit hard on the rawhide, as they were raised upright and allowed to stumble back to the chief’s tepee.

There they collapsed, shuddering, on the floor, with dirty fly-speckled chests and matted hair, and bleeding backs and butts. For a few moments, neither spoke as they tried to recover. Bright managed to undo the rawhide tightening in his mouth.

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