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Even when he’s naked and tied by his hands and wrists, Leonardo believes he’s in a position to make demands. This thick footballer needs to learn that he has no control. Adrian wraps his cock and balls in a tight noose and ties it to the floor. All he has to do is step on the rope to tug so painfully hard on this sporty fucker’s genitals that he wails in pain, feeling like they are going to be ripped off. Leo is disgusted by the thought of kissing a man, but Adrian demands an intimate cuddle or he’ll step on the rope more. Leo insults his captor.
Punishment is delivered in the form of sharp electro shocks to his nipples and his shrivelled cock. Dave enters and flogs the bastard’s arse, while Adrian continues to shock his body all over. Leo is overwhelmed with the wicked treatment, making pain shoot all over his exposed body. A collar is fixed around his neck, and Leo is brought to his knees. Dave presents his stiff cock in Leo’s face and demands that the hetero beg to suck his cock. With a mouth spread fixed over his head, Leo can’t do anything to stop the stiff dick from being thrust in his mouth. Dave demands that he use his tongue to gentle massage his shaft and glans. Leo’s arse is flogged while his mouth is fixed in a permanent scream.
Leo continues to resist his duty as a sub. More punishment is needed in the form of painful shocks to his tight arsehole. Now the fucker will take a cock and even compliantly hold out his tongue to receive a mouthful of fresh sperm. This is how you turn a star athlete into a filthy cock sucker!
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Marshall has the perfect athletic physique for crucifixion: long, lean and lanky, with enough strength to hold up his light body for many hours, even as every muscle fiber from his arms to his calves screams in pain. If that weren’t bad enough, the young guard carrying out his sentence periodically whips him during the crucifixion. Marshall cries out in agony with each blow, while his face contorts in pain hour after hour, his body trembling and dripping sweat, moans of agony emerging from deep inside.
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Title of this update: Marshall: Mandatory & Severe – Chapter 4
Synopsis: Gunnar Stone is a ruthless master who demands a tribute of pain in order to receive the reward of his demon dick. Innocent twink Asher Day is ready to endure whatever it takes to earn this sadistic honor. Asher embarks on a vicious trial of pain that includes a brutal flogging, cropping, and bastinado in grueling bondage. When Master Stone feels satisfied that the tribute has been paid, he savagely fucks the twink’s face and ass until he shoots his demon seed all over Asher’s face. Master Stone already has Asher tied securely to a wooden ladder and checks to ensure that each limb is bound tight. He grabs a flogger from his selection of implements and begins to work over Asher’s ass and back. Asher willingly suffers from each vicious lashing, as he knows the reward that is in store for him. Gunnar moves onto using a riding crop as he continues to brutalize Asher’s tender flesh. He works his way down to Asher’s feet, cropping the tops and soles as the final test. Master Stone then sniffs and lick’s the pain derived sweat from Asher’s feet and determines the obedient twink is worthy of his demon dick. Asher gets brought down from the ladder and is tied to a bondage bench to reap his reward. Gunnar facefucks the twink before he uses a demonic dildo to stretch out Asher’s ass to prepare him for the real thing. After Asher begs and pleads, Master Stone finally rails his hole until he blows a load of his demon seed on Asher’s innocent face.
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Chapter 18: The Pit’s Grind
Steel Bites – Will Stands
By Restrained4U
The pit thrummed, red lights carving jagged shadows over concrete walls slick with the echo of Leo’s drenching – Marcus’s biometric lock a silent jailer.
Ryan slumped in his chair, leather vest creased tight, cap low over a cold smirk – leather pants scuffed, a faint bulge fading from breaking Leo in the shower, defiance simmering beneath a fresh beer’s buzz.
Marcus lounged, jeans taut, boots scuffed, wax crust flaking on his chest – picking at the last stubborn flecks with a finger as he sipped his beer slow, kingly ease in every pull, the red glow catching clean skin where the wax had been.
Jamie leaned forward, latex uniform slick, patrol boots thudding soft, exhaustion etched into a jagged grin – half-hard thrill lingering from soaking Leo, his edge raw and reckless.
Leo sprawled, chaps rasping against the steel Carrera cage, cage dripping, a twisted grin cracking faint through defeat.
Ryan reached for the black velvet bag from Marcus’s toss – fingers steady, shaking it with a clink of cards. “My turn – let’s see what this pit’s got up its sleeve,” he growled, voice low and rough, a glint of relish in his eye, pulling a black card, white letters stark under the red glow.
Chapter 5: The Pit’s Cane
Strokes Break – Flesh Binds
By Restrained4U
The dungeon hung heavy, winch hook creaking.
Jamie slumped, eyes flicking to Leo’s trembling card.
Ryan’s ragged breaths rasped from the cross, weights pulling, clamps biting deep into his chest, his jaw clenched tight – but a flicker of grim hope burned in his gaze now. After Leo’s turn, those cursed clamps would finally come off, his torment ticking down as Leo’s loomed.
Marcus leaned back, arms crossed, his smirk a cold blade as the rustle of the blood-red punishment bag faded, its threat now clutched in Leo’s grip.
Leo’s fingers shook, the card’s crimson edges blurring in the dim light, white lettering stark and unforgiving. He swallowed, throat dry, and read it to himself first – Fuck, not this – his gut twisting as the words sank in. His voice came out low, cracked, barely steady as he read aloud. “Roll two dice for cane strike – strap to the table face-down, count ‘em loud, or the pit doubles it.” He let the card slip to the table – ROLL AND CANE in white – and stared at it, the range – two to twelve – searing into his skull, his breath hitching fast. Both vetoes would’ve killed this – out, safe, done, he thought, a sharp pang stabbing through him. He’d held that last card like a shield, and now the pit had him anyway, dice ready to carve his fate.
By Pickle
I woke up stretched out in a narrow spread-eagle over a large arch of some kind. I had long fantasized about those medieval wheel-shaped racks, and wondered how long I could tough it out on one. There was some deep, twisted part of me that truly wanted to know how much I could take on one of them.
Now here I was, stretched out fully, arms above my head, torso stretched tight, bent far enough backward that when I lifted my head I wasn’t able to see my legs beyond my upper thighs. I was naked. During the period of blackness I’d experienced, these insect-like hombres stripped me and attached me to whatever I was on. The stretch wasn’t painful, but I was definitely stretched taut on this thing.
At first I thought they had tapped into my brain and found my kinky desire to be put to one of these racks. Any time I wanted to rub one out fast I’d put a couple pillows on top of each other and lie arched backward over them presenting my gut “front and centre,” stretching my abs out. If I poked or punched myself in the navel in that stretched-out position while masturbating, I’d usually shoot my load within a minute or two at most. Saves time when you’re a horny guy but have a million farm chores to get done.
At My Dirtiest Fantasy, Ollie Blue gets chained to the ceiling in a cellar and is forced to endure the kind of torture that you might have thought had been outlawed by international courts a long time ago! Nevertheless, this horny blond prisoner is a distinctly willing participant, as two hot studs – one white, one black – go the whole hog to push the captive to the breaking point; ball-gagging him, whipping him, clamping his nipples, and eventually pissing all over him like a common slut. Instead of letting the pup go, the studs thrust their cocks down his very hungry throat; and then clamp open his mouth so that they can wank off the contents of their ball-sacs right down his throat. What’s more, the perv doesn’t so much as gag as he’s forced to swallow spurt after fucking spurt of fresh spunk!
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Title of this shoot: “Tortured Twink, Scene 2” with Alexis Clark, River Wilson and Ollie Blue
