The great Houdini never tried to escape from anything made by Dr Mad Max!
Leather Dogs
In Scene 3 of Leather Dogs, Tyler Rush is in full pup gear and locked in a cage. His masters Dirk Caber and Jessie Colter taunt the pup from outside the cell.
With no one looking, Jessie and Dirk sneak into the cell and let the pup out of his cage. Down on all fours like a good little pup, Tyler bounces between the cocks wagging in his face. Jessie and Dirk split up on opposite ends of the cell and play a quick game of keep the cock away from the pup until they Tyler ends up servicing both of their bones. Dirk wants a taste of the pup’s ass and bends him over to open his hole with his tongue while Tyler keeps slurping down Jessie’s swollen cock. With Jessie fucking the pup’s mouth, Dirk stands up and mounts Tyler from behind making him howl in pleasure. Pup Tyler keeps wagging his tail as he’s being filled from each end. Dirk grabs onto the pups tail and keeps pounding him doggy-style while Jessie holds Tyler’s cheeks apart while still fucking his face. Eager to please his masters, Pup Tyler takes every powerful thrust from Dirk’s meat until he pulls out and drenches the pup’s hole in thick ropes of cum. To finish it off, Jessie reaches back and scoops up Dirk’s load and feeds it to the pup to lick up.
Actors: Dirk Caber, Jessie Colter, Tyler Rush
Categories: 3-Some, Anal, Jerk-Off, Oral, Puppy Play, Rimming
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Also check out Leather Dogs Scene 1 and Scene 2
Captured – Chapter 1
By Rubrpig
Earl Thomas of Wessex groaned as he woke up and sat up on his camp bed. Sitting on his bed, he looked around his tent and watched his two squires working away getting all of their armour ready. He felt sick to his stomach as he always did before a major battle but he knew he had no choice but fight for his king. The King’s army was camped outside of the small village of Bosworth and today, the outcome of the pending battle would determine if the lawful King of England Richard III would remain on the throne or the usurper Henry Tudor would seize the throne if he was victorious in battle. Earl Thomas was one of the King’s generals and one of the most experience battle commanders in England. He stood up and stretched working the kinks out of his heavy muscles.
As he was 36 years old, he had been a warrior for 20 years and it showed in his heavily muscled frame. Twenty years of fighting and jousting in fully heavy armour and chain maille showed in the heavily developed muscles of his body. His squires looked over at him and asked if he wanted anything to break his fast and he told them that he did not feel hungry.
Metalbond mail: Recent stories added to the Prison Library
Dear Metal:
I just wanted to let you know how fantastic I think the stories that are being posted on your site are these days. The ones you publish have always been good, but recently there have been some that really shine. The longer sagas such as “10 Days,” and now “Dax,” “Lucky Cup,” the BOYRYAN54 set and “Earn It Pup” have all well and truly hit the mark. They are different, their authors have great imaginations and don’t all tote the usual M/s line, which in turn gets you to realise there’s more to bondage and kink than you ever thought.
I know this is just my opinion and we all have our favourites, but I can’t help feeling you have some real winners there. Yours is the go-to site for my fetish reading, as it is for many many thousands of us out here. Love every minute.
Best wishes for the New Year!
Tony
Metal responds,
Dear Tony,
Thanks so much for your message! This makes my day, and I am so very glad to hear that you are enjoying the stories in the Prison Library, and many of the recently added content in particular!
The good news is that the latest “Story Week” — which started more than a week ago now with a brand new story, or a new chapter of an existing story, posted every night — will continue for AT LEAST SIX MORE DAYS and perhaps even longer, as the authors have sent in even more content in recent days!
Therefore keep checking back to the Metalbond site every day for new stories. In the very near future, there will be at least two more chapters of “Dax,” a continuation of “Summer at the Ranch,” a brand new story by pwnedpuppy, and more. There will be FIVE MORE chapters of “Lucky Cup,” as well!
Just a bit later today (Tuesday), there will be a new story by Rubrpig, called “Captured,” which is a historical story set in the War of the Roses and right after the Battle of Bosworth which put the Tudors on the throne of England. So get ready for that!
But first, there will be more updates about various male BDSM porn shoots!
Snug as a bug in a rug
The Story of Dax – Chapter 02
By TheBadOne
Chapter Two- Programming
My racing heart begins to settle in the first few minutes alone, as I take stock of my situation. The rubber suit is well-lubricated on the inside, and fits precisely over my muscled body. I had never tried rubber on before Master introduced me to it, but I took to it immediately- I always look forward to when he has me wear it, and have so far never reached a point where I wanted to take it off. But, I’ve also never had it on for as long as I’m about to. Still, so far so good.
In the rapid transition from standing at attention to isolation bondage, I didn’t even realize that I was still in my boots. They were expensive, a big purchase I made after a modeling gig I got for an athletic wear company- one I never would have gotten without Master’s demanding workout routines. Though a gift for myself, they were also an homage to him- twelve inches high, just about midway up my calves, stitched and laced in yellow- a color that was always one of my favorites, suiting my dark hair and deeply tanned olive skin, but which has since evolved to indicate my growing affinity for watersports- piss play being something which simultaneously turns me on deeply, but is also profoundly humiliating.
Bondage gear: Neoprene Cocksucker Hood
Lucky Cup – Chapter 3
By GratDelay
Toben
I stood up and stared down at Aaron. Now I could think straight, and get on with beating him to a pulp. I took another step forward… and fell to the ground screaming.
The jacking thing was going again! It was going full-speed, and focusing just on the head of my cock. I was still way too sensitive from cumming just a minute ago.
“Turn it off! Turn it off!” I screamed. I didn’t recognize my own voice, it was so high.
It kept going as I thrashed around, trying to get away from the awful feeling. It was pure torture.
Suddenly it stopped. I caught my breath, then cautiously looked up, afraid to move closer to Aaron. But he wasn’t there! I scrambled to my feet and looked around. Then I heard one of the doors to the hallway close. Fucking coward!
But he wasn’t really a coward, was he? He didn’t have to reveal himself to me at all. What was he playing at? Did he really think he could pass this off as just another prank?