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@socksandbondage71
I remember seeing this photo aaaages ago when I was first discovering my love for bondage. What a blast from the past!
In Berlin, Master Kane was the ultimate cocky Dom top — a six-foot-two Asian-American bodybuilder who dominated subs, mocked chastity, and bragged online about never locking up. All that changed when he stumbled upon Dr. Helix’s hypnotic audio files. The first session relaxed Kane’s powerful body while the smooth voice planted suggestions: “Real strength looks best wrapped in tight, shiny black latex.” He awoke throbbing and immediately ordered custom latex gear. Soon he was sliding into a glossy black sleeveless tank that hugged every cut of his muscular chest and arms.
Deeper trances followed. During one session, Kane clicked a heavy steel micro-cage around his cock for the first time. Dr. Helix’s voice sank in: “Your cock no longer exists for pleasure. It is locked forever.” The denial fueled intense workouts, turning his already impressive physique into pure muscle perfection. The turning point came with the dog knot tail plug. On all fours in full latex, Kane lubed the thick bulbous knot and pushed it inside until it popped past his ring and locked in place. The long flexible tail swayed behind him as hypnotic commands rewired his mind: “You are no longer a top. You are becoming a submissive muscle dog slave.” Every wag sent waves of submissive bliss through him while his caged cock leaked helplessly.
Week after week the hypnosis intensified. Kane’s body grew larger and harder under the constant chastity and rubber. Full glossy black latex catsuits became daily wear, hugging every ridge of his expanding physique. The custom dog hood — black with bright yellow accents framing the snout — completed his new identity, turning the proud Dom into a muscle dog slave. The transformation became permanent during a ritual with Dr. Helix. Pupboy knelt in full gear matching his photos: the striking hood, glossy sleeveless latex top stretched across his massive chest, matching catsuit, heavy belt with O-rings, and the steel micro-cage permanently locked on his cock. The thick knot tail plug was seated deep inside him, its weight a constant reminder of ownership. Dr. Helix’s final commands sealed his fate: “You will stay locked, plugged, and rubberized forever. Flex. Wag. Obey.” Pupboy dropped to all fours, muscles flexing powerfully as his tail wagged frantically, eyes glazed with total submission. Now the former Dom top lives as a permanently denied muscle dog slave — latex second skin, cock caged and leaking, hole filled, mind rewritten by hypnosis. The once-proud Dom top exists only to display his transformed body and serve.
Blindfolded with my hands and ankles tied together, I didn’t know what was happening. And all of a sudden, I felt my socked feet forced against the surface of what felt like my captors face. His face buried deep in my soles. His hot breath moistening up my socks.
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wouldn't you, if you could?
I love it when you can tell theyre gagged with eachothers socks
I like the one with the cuffs
I must’ve let it slip over drinks one time that I had a fantasy of being kidnapped, tied up, and “tortured” by being edged for hours or days. Well on my birthday, my buddies showed me what good friends they are.
When I got home from work on my birthday, a group of about 7 guys jumped out and yelled surprise. I wondered why none of my female friends were there, but I was down for some bro time and this was perfect. They plied me with drinks and things were getting physically affectionate, to the point where a few of them bear-hugging me at once seemed normal. I was wondering which of my gay friends I would fuck tonight, or if I might land Chris or Matt, who were ostensibly straight but gave a vibe. Then a black bag went over my head and they carried me to the basement.
It was a blur, but once things settled down my shirt was open and my pants were off. A couple guys were tightening the ropes tying me to the chair. There were hands all over my body squeezing my tensed muscles. I was so turned on. I looked down and saw that I had an obvious boner in my trunks.
Chris crouched between my legs and ran a finger along the inside of my underwear waistband while he rested his free hand on my inner thigh, close to my balls. My dick throbbed. He said to whoever was behind me with their hands feeling up my shoulders and upper pecs, “Matt, do you think he’s ready?”
“He’s not, which is why you should start. That’ll show him.” Chris lightly grazed my sheathed boner back and forth with his fingertips. It felt great and my dick kept jumping. Soon he had my shaft fully in hand, still through my underwear, and gave short vigorous bursts jerking me off, with just enough pause in between to stave off the orgasm but keep me at peak arousal.
Without removing my underwear, Chris lubed up his hand and stuck it up the left leg of my underwear, groping me again and resuming the process. This time he added a twist around my cock head. Fuck it felt good. Meanwhile Matt kneeled beside him, lubed up a hand, and stuck it up the right leg to fondle my balls, my taint, and my hole. Seeing that I was about to cum, Chris stopped his movements for a time and just held my throbbing dick in his hand.
I looked over and saw that Landon was recording. Good, I thought. I'd watch this again til the end of time. I made eye contact with Rhys and Dane who were just staring and stroking themselves. That gave them the signal. Rhys came over and started rubbing my shoulders. Dane followed and found the spot on my body that he knew needed attention from our past hookups. He lubed up a hand and rubbed my tight abs up and down, ending with his fingers in my underwear and wrapped around the base of my cock, touching Chris' hand.
I was screaming inside with pleasure. I kept trying to thrust my hips but I was tied tightly to the chair. I wanted to cum so badly and soon it was going to happen no matter what. Matt was watching my reactions so intensely as he caressed my balls, taint, and asshole, a place I never expected this straight guy to dare going. He was turned on I could tell. So he made the move to take it to the next level. With both hands he tore my trunks open at the crotch and my big dick popped out, still tightly under Chris' control. Dane firmly massaged my groin with both hands pressing into the mound around the base of my cock and my balls. The pressure made me even more engorged. As it pulsed Chris couldn't even wrap his hand all the way around anymore.
Then Matt took charge, pushed Chris' hands away and put his mouth around my head. I didn't think he'd ever given a blowjob before, but this felt exactly right. Chris didn't want to be left out, so he pushed in for his turn. Other than the quick breaks they took to switch over, they didn't leave me any recovery time. I was about to cum. On Matt's third turn at my dick, he was taking it deep in his mouth and stroking my shaft fast hard with both hands. He knew it was coming and didn't let up. I exploded so hard in his mouth while Landon continued to rub my shoulders, Dane pressed back against my clenched lower abs, and Chris pushed Matt aside to get a taste himself. After a while I was so sensitive I wanted them to stop but they kept going. I think I had another small orgasm before they eventually quit.
The boys untied me and cleaned me up. Landon sent the video to everyone and Matt and Chris both played it on their phones. "Oh we did good," Matt said. I asked, "Yeah, had either of you ever sucked a dick before?" Chris said "No, and we knew that any of these gays could do better, but you'd still probably like it more coming from us." I asked, "So you're just straight guys who willingly blew your gay friend just now?" Matt said, "Sure, I mean we're comfortable enough in our sexuality to go exploring and that doesn't make us gay." Dubious, I said, "Sure..."
My underwear was torn and I was about to go get another pair from my bedroom but the guys wouldn't let me. Instead they announced that it was going to be a naked party. Everyone took their clothes off, and I finally got to see the huge dicks Matt and Chris were working with. "No wonder you're so confident," I joked. "Yeah well look who's talking," Matt said and gave my still sensitive soft cock a squeeze and a tug. What was happening here?
The music and the drinks heightened the erotic fantasy of the scene. It was a blur, but I know that before the night was over I'd had Chris and Matt's dicks in my mouth and in my ass. And the other gays got some play too. I was going to find a way to make every day my birthday.
A fun bachelor party 😏😁
He found out and didn't make a big deal of it. Just asked if it was true, and told you to get on your knees when you said yes. Tied his socks on your ears and put his foot on the coffee table. 'Now show me what faggots are good for.'
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Kept in just a collar. Not allowed to use furniture. Eats and drinks from a bowl. Sleeps in a crate. Takes 15 loads a day.