Joseph & Hunter – Straight Bros – Chapter 8
Relaxing in his villa in Rome, in front of three live camera feeds streaming from our dungeon, Don Giovanni watches his latest acquisition – 22-year-old bodybuilder Stefano – work his cock. The cameras are so precise, the Don can see every bruise left by the clothespins on Stefano’s pecs, the veins pulsating in his biceps, and the drops of moisture on his thighs. As Stefano pumps out a rope of cum, the Don cums at the same time. Watching this muscle stud chained and helpless, cumming on command after being tortured for hours, makes him crazy with lust. Stefano is then left alone, spent and exhausted, for hours, still on his feet, naked. Anthony Martin – a man half his size – pushes the blindfolded stud to his knees. “Kiss my boots, slave boy! Lick them!” he demands, as Don Giovanni returns to his camera feed. Stefano, a broken boy, complies, and the Don’s dick gets rock hard, again, as his slave is chained to a torture-table to endure his next, horrible ordeal.
Gabriel Cruz – Taken for Torture – Chapter 3
Anthony Martin loves keeping Stefano blindfolded and standing erect, his arms at his sides chained away from his body, his legs spread and chained, his back aching, forced to remain erect and unbending for hours by the steel collar around his neck. It’s the ideal position for maximum appreciation of his physique. He is gagged and completed naked, a voiceless slab of male muscle. Anthony rubs down every inch of his glorious body with baby oil before flogging him mercilessly on his abs and pecs, stopping only to grope his reddened, warm flesh and his fat, hairless cock and balls. Then Anthony switches to a horse crop – delivering a new, much sharper pain to his torso, inner thighs and cock. In total darkness, Stefano is terrified and confused. Then a live electrode touches his metal collar.
Grant Dixon is one horny fuck and he loves nothing more than having a tight-bodied muscle-twink bound and helpless in his dungeon. “You are one hot piece of ass,” Grant says, his arm around Noah Evan’s neck, pulling him back so his body arches over the pillory’s horizontal bar. “Please…” Noah begs, his eyes wide as saucers, as Grant slowly pours the searing hot wax pooled at the top of a burning pillar-candle onto his naked body. The poor boy whimpers through his ball gag and squirms in pain as stream after stream of hot wax decorates his chest and abs. Grant, totally turned on, grabs the boy’s cock, strokes it, then swallows the massive thing whole, making it swell to at least nine inches. Noah looks terrified, knowing this man’s lust for his hot body and big cock means he has so much more suffering to endure.
Matie – The Whipping Boy – Part 3
Matie has been turned around and re-strapped to the steel ladder. He is still naked but for his tiny, assless briefs, which frame his butt-cheeks beautifully. His ass is a true dancer’s ass, so taut and firm the cheeks barely touch, two globes sculpted by a thousand hours of training. His shoulders are broad and his waist narrow and tight. In other words, he must be whipped. Jared, stripped to the waist, with a simple but sexy leather harness framing his powerful chest, is more than happy to provide the whipping such a back and ass demand. He starts out slowly, methodically, and then speeds up, leaving Matie gasping and trembling, almost hysterical. Jared then applies the violet wand to the fresh wounds and cuts the briefs away, leaving the boy completely naked and shaking in pain and fear. Jared is just getting warmed up.
Twenty more lashes to his back and ass and more tazes to his balls makes it crystal clear that Stefano no longer controls his body; he is a slave. A padded, leather blindfold keeps him in complete darkness; he has no ideas when and where he will be hit or shocked next. He is a slab of naked muscle to be used and abused at will. The man torturing him can squeeze his flesh, run his hands up and down his body, grab his ass and fondle his cock whenever he pleases. Stefano has no idea who this man is but can tell by the feel of him against his body that he is slim and wirey. An electric winch lifts Stefano up onto his toes, straining his muscles and making it hard to breathe. Later, still blindfolded and naked, Stefano is released from the slow agony of being stretched and chained in a different position, his arms down, a steel collar around his neck, a ball-gag in his mouth. His perfect body is squeezed and fondled for hours; all he can do is stand there and take it, moaning through his gag. Then he is flogged.
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Gabriel Cruz – Taken for Torture – Chapter 7
Michael stands in a new room, chained to the floor, his wrists locked in leather cuffs roped to the ceiling. He is completely naked and alone. He looks behind himself for a moment and sees an entire wall covered with whips, chains, leather gags and other instruments of torture and bondage. “Holy shit,” he mumbles to himself. Then he hears a voice. “Hello Michael!” It’s Jared, the man who has been torturing him. “You’re not done with your punishment, yet,” Jared says with a smirk, pushing a button on an electric winch that raises Michael’s cuffed wrists high above his head. Over the next 30 minutes Michael’s back and ass are sliced with not one but two vicious bull whips by Jared’s expert hand. His fresh wounds are sprayed with alcohol – which feels like liquid fire – then he’s whipped again. This cocky porn star has never suffered like this before. And boy is it beautiful.
Twenty more lashes to his back and ass and more tazes to his balls makes it crystal clear that Stefano no longer controls his body; he is a slave. A padded, leather blindfold keeps him in complete darkness; he has no ideas when and where he will be hit or shocked next. He is a slab of naked muscle to be used and abused at will. The man torturing him can squeeze his flesh, run his hands up and down his body, grab his ass and fondle his cock whenever he pleases. Stefano has no idea who this man is but can tell by the feel of him against his body that he is slim and wirey. An electric winch lifts Stefano up onto his toes, straining his muscles and making it hard to breathe. Later, still blindfolded and naked, Stefano is released from the slow agony of being stretched and chained in a different position, his arms down, a steel collar around his neck, a ball-gag in his mouth. His perfect body is squeezed and fondled for hours; all he can do is stand there and take it, moaning through his gag. Then he is flogged.
Julian lies collapsed, almost in shock, on the rack. His lawful punishment concluded days ago, yet he has not been released. He’s been kept naked, in pain, hungry and exhausted, for so long he’s lost track of time. He is well aware the guard torturing him is a sadist who enjoys torturing a muscular body like his. Today will be no different. The guard, Anthony Martin, awakes his favorite muscle boy with a hard blow to his abs. He continues to flog the screaming stud until his golden skin turns red, then switches to a bamboo cane, using it on the soles of the stud’s feet and, even more cruelly, on the sides of his armpits and chest. In the end, Julian is stretched on the rack to his breaking point and left in agony for many more hours. When will it end? Maybe when Julian’s physique begins to decline from lack of food, exercise and sleep. But that could take weeks.
Brian Adams is the kind of stud who is always on top, whether he’s fucking a girl or beating some gay sub’s ass then fucking it. He’s a top, a total dom. Not in our dungeon. Today, he gets round-one of the full DreamBoyBondage treatment. He’s bolted to a wall, in a T-shirt and tight jock, blindfolded and gagged, his back already aching from the awkward position he’s forced to maintain. Anthony Martin enters, wearing his signature leather boots, jock and cap – and carrying a horse whip. “You fucking pretty boys think you own the world. I got news for you: I own the world and now I own you!” he tells the helpless straight-boy, slapping his face and ripping-open his shirt. He rubs Brian’s smooth, lean muscles, bites his nipples and squeezes his genitals. “Fuck you!” Brian yells when Anthony finally rips off the tape-gag. “I’ll fucking kill you!” he screams. “I like a little fight,” Anthony replies then whips the stud’s nipples, abs and balls, harder with each arrogant comment. This stallion will be broken.
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Gabriel Cruz – Taken for Torture – Chapter 9
