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A male bondage captive is given a shock of pain as he ejaculates

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At BreederFuckers, Leo is stripped down to nothing but his tight white briefs, and his limbs are firmly tied in place. This raging firecracker has no way to defend himself other than spitting at his captors. What a disrespectful twat! He knows he’s in trouble, because when Dave gags him the fucker is trembling like a leaf, intensely aware that they will make him PAY for his insolence. His underwear gets shredded, leaving his dangling cock and pert arse exposed out in the open. There’s not a thing he can do to cover himself. His bare back and arse are given a firm lashing, making the twat jump about as he has no way of knowing where the biting thrash will come from next. At the same time Dave devilishly binds up his package and weighs it down. Those cock and balls are stretched to the point where he feels like they’ll snap. With the lash still coming down on his back Leo is horrifically overwhelmed. He can’t stand the pain and will do anything to make it stop. He’s desperate for a soothing touch, and the pleasure of having his sore dick stroked till he’s aching hard consumes his senses. As his dick is being skillfully manipulated Dave attaches pegs down his naked torso. Leo is in a state as he can’t resist the stimulation to his cock or prevent himself from blowing his load. At the second his semen flies Dave rips the pegs off, causing a viciously intense shock of pain. The bastard is in tears knowing they have made him cream himself, and he’s never going to forget the shame!

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The Becoming

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The filthy Pig has illuminated my Raison d’etre. It comes to me distressed, rigid, and overwrought, desiring only to be used.

During our timeless sessions, I observe Its angst, frustration, and tumult dissipate as calmness and serenity fill the vacuum. With each level of synergy; each extension cord lash, peck punch, nipple clamping, and stress position, the Pig draws closer to the elusive tranquility that It incessantly yearns for.

I am pleased to relieve the Pig of its affliction, as in the process, I temper my own despair.

—Commander

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Metal would like to thank Commander for the text and pictures above. This NYC-based Master can be reached via RentMen, and also at Commander76484@gmail.com

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Stud Squaw – Part 3

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By Alex Ironrod

It was not a good night’s rest; the hog-ties prevented that, but finally they both slept, exhausted from the day’s torments.

It was evidently morning when they were kicked awake by a group of warriors and their rawhide ties removed. There was no sign of Red Feather, but the interpreter was there to explain: “You will be taken out and purged, then taken to the stream for washing and cleansing. You must be prepared for this evening’s ceremony when the chief will fuck each of you in front of our community to show your slave position as his new squaw men. Now to work.”

They were taken outside again, loosely tied, and led to the sewage pits. Here they were forced to bend over, Tom’s plug was pulled out, and the nozzle of pig’s bladders pushed into their holes. The bladders were emptied into them until the interpreter was satisfied as he patted their stomachs. After ten minutes they could hold it no more, and a mix of soapy water, their own shit and the cum of the previous night poured out of them trickling down their bare legs. Three times they were forced to be filled and emptied.

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A Roman Master – Part 2

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By Alex Ironrod

PART TWO – 60AD – BRITAIN – IN THE ROMAN EMPIRE

The Roman cavalry Prefect groaned under the weight of the heavy wooden yoke roped across his shoulders; his dirty, sweaty, naked body was still covered with splatters of blood from his murdered partner-slave and from the brutal whipping he had just received from the barbaric Iceni tribesmen who had captured them in the recent battle. Now he was being transferred into the hands of tall, tanned and tough Prince Vertigen, whom he himself had fucked when the Iceni chief had been his prisoner briefly, and who now smiled grimly at Prefect Marcus.

“Your stupid leader’s brutal treatment of Boadicea, my queen, has only served to unite the tribes of Britain against you pig-headed Roman invaders. We want revenge – and I’m going to exact a personal revenge on you for forcing and fucking me in your winter camp. If that’s the way you treat senior prisoners, then let me show you what we can do. Bring that giant oaf decurion with him and drag them over to this corner here.” Marcus was pulled along by the hemp rope round his neck and watched as his assistant was hauled to his feet in chains. The giant Maximus limped badly from a leg wound, which had hamstrung him in the battle.

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Island Master UK – Part 16

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By Wakeysub

My collar tingled and I woke with a start. I was back restrained in my normal cage. The cuffs were locked at my wrists, ankles and neck. Strangely I felt safe and secure. I noticed that the familiar voice in my ears had been replaced with the crashing waves I first heard when IslandMasterUK introduced me to his relaxation program. The volume was high now and occasionally I heard words merged into the crashing waves.

My brain seemed determined to make me focus on the sounds of the waves rather than voices. I lay back in the darkness and let the sound of waves crash over me. I heard the door opening and the light flickered on. The door to my cage swung open and there was a click as my restraints unlocked.

“Knees”

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Tough guy gets whipped

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At Dream Boy Bondage, Brazilian muscle-stud Julian is sliced repeatedly with a single-tail whip, then his wounds are sprayed with rubbing alcohol, making his amazing physique convulse with pain.

Brazilian muscle-stud Julian is sliced repeatedly with a single-tail whip

After collapsing from the electro-shock to his balls, Julian hangs limp from his chains, bent over, waiting for his next torture. “Wake up, boy!” Anthony Martin says, zapping the stud with a cattle prod then grabbing his balls, making sure he knows he is completely powerless. “Please, I beg you,” Julian says in his broken English, eying Anthony’s red-and-black, leather whip. The first blow slices his back, making him jump with shock and pain. The blows keep coming, crisscrossing his muscular back and ass with angry welts. Anthony mists the fresh wounds with rubbing alcohol, making Julian shake with pain, flexing every muscle in his perfect body. The only break he gets from the agony is when Anthony pauses to grope his muscles and genitals and slap his ass and abs.

See the whole thing at Dream Boy Bondage

Title of this episode: Julian – The Wages of Sin – Chapter 3

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Simple Torture Game

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By BondageChallengeGames

My friend Riley and I have started adding little torture/interrogation games into our bondage sessions that have proved to very fun, and I thought I pass some of them along! While most of my kinky relationships keep any power imbalances or sub/dom dynamics specific to a short-term scene, I’m sure those of you in longer-term scenes, or in dedicated 24/7 D/s relationships could use these as well.

While we’ve tried a few variations, all the games have had the same core. The sub sets their phone lockscreen passcode to some four digit number and gives their phone to the dom. The sub is restrained however the dom sees fit, and then the dom proceeds to torture the sub until the sub breaks and tells the dom their passcode. Once the dom has gotten into the subs phone the game is over. The (true) passcode acts as an instant stop to the torture.

Back in early February I got to be a test dummy for this game. My friend Riley stripped me naked and tied me to a chair in his kitchen. After about 15 minutes of nipple torture, hot wax, and electric shocks to my thighs and stomach I broke and gave him the password. He unlocked my phone, took a picture of me to send to himself, removed the nipple clamps from me, took off the electrodes, and left me tied to the chair for a good thirty minutes to rest before returning to face fuck me.

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