Geared Up, Locked Down

Mostly gear or chastity, mostly reblogs.

[majorleaguebulge]

[bigdumbjock]

UFC

[scrumjock]

Memphis Bulge

[himboculture5]

[geareric]

We love a locked muscle himbo.

[spndxjcksblog]

[geareric]

Feels like I'm wearing nothing at all!

[musclewrestlingboys]

[musclewrestlingboys]

[louis-sj]

"Bed" tied football players

Extra helmet

No helmet, extra jock

Nice bondage board.

I guess he wasn't planing on catching the ball.

Humane Restraint & Segufix restraints.

No helmet, No mattress.

No helmet. Thin mattress pad.

Trikoot's picture. Segufix restraints, rope, & electro.

Football helmets are easy to tie down with rope.

GearFetish.com No excess rope here. I wonder if his feet are ticklish ?

Just enough rope. I don't think he can see very well.

Same guy. Gas mask added. Bare feet & underarms are accessible. Ticklish perhaps ?

No rope here. But shoulder pads, helmet, & full uniform. VacRacked.

#25 didn't make it to the game.

From my downloaded picture collection. If you would like credit for your picture, or its removal please message me.

[orcaazure]

Time for another workout - I want to make sure you’re not skipping leg day!

Ya, Coach! Wouldn't dare skip leg day. Got some split squats and goblet squats. Hope you approve of the kit, Sir. Under armour leggings and top. Jock strap and locked. Thanks for the encouragement. Locked up and locked in, Coach!

[coachs-kit-bag]

Well done. The kit is definitely Coach approved.

Good jocks never skip leg day.

Good jocks gear up. Good jocks Lock in. Good jocks focus on that transformation no matter how long it takes.

Let this be an example: if you want to be a good jock, you know what to do.

[chicagovibe55]

[chicagovibe55]

[felixkatzoriginals]

Suffering in Fursuit

It was fun watching the wolf stumble around on the convention floor, padding around unsteadily, peering into the distance. People came up to him and hugged him, draped his arms around them, and took pictures with him. It was a very cute suit too, with big ears and big eyes, and huge plushy paws that couldn’t grasp anything.

Not that the wolf could grasp anything. His hands were in bondage mittens under the paws, which made it impossible to hold on to anything.

Occasionally someone would try to talk with the wolf. The fursuit only answered with nods or gestures. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t have replied.

Every once in a while the fursuit twitched and twisted. People thought it was funny to see the wolf cavort around. Not that it was under his control – electric currents prompted the twitching, and he could not do anything to stop it.

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[felixkatzoriginals]

Your compliance is not required

Most people thought the drones were androids: human-shaped robots. They only knew them from TV: unit after unit standing motionless in a row, black rubber skin gleaming, with a drone commander unit with its orange shoulder patch at the front, dark lenses staring blankly ahead.

But it hard turned out that building a device this complex was easier when you took advantage of some … prior art. Human nervous systems still out-performed all but the most advanced computers, and growing a clone in a vat was cheaper than assembling a robot from parts.

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[felixkatzoriginals]

Fetish Weekend

From the time I arrived at the cottage it took them about 15 minutes until they had me in gear: They had me put on my rubber catsuit and the dog hood, gagged me, locked my chastity belt on me, and put paws on me. Then they proceeded to lock everything on me – without the keys nobody would be able to free me from my gear.

“Are you comfortable in your gear, puppy?” I nodded vigorously. “Good boy! Now, because you did so much work during our last fetish weekend, with you cooking all the time, we decided that this time you won’t have to work at all. You’ll just be our puppy for the weekend.”

“And to remove all temptation to let you out of your gear, we’ll lock you in for the next 48 hours.” With that, he dropped the keys in a time lock safe, spun the dial, and pressed the lock button. The safe locked with a mechanical “whirr-click”. He showed me the display; it read “1 day, 23 hours, 59 minutes.”

There was no way out for me for the next two days now. With the paws on I wouldn’t be able to do anything – they’d have to feed me, take me to the toilet, even wipe my arse. And he’d also locked the keys to my chastity belt in there – I was going to be a chaste, horny puppy, no way to get off, surrounded by hot guys in gear playing to their heart’s content.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you. And the safe will open in time for us to have a nice long session with you before we leave.” He hugged me tight through my rubber skin, and I could feel myself growing hard … until my dick ran into the confines of the chastity belt.

This was going to be a long two days as a puppy…

[sportingwood3]

[creativeconvergency]

Truth

[chicagovibe55]