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@studs-in-distress
WHAT THE FUCK? UNCLE COLIN, NO! Mmmmmmmmmm
Mmm kidnapping in progress! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Sound test…
Hot grunting stud in distress
No way out
“You’re all mine now rich boy. I’m sure you’re counting on daddy paying the ransom. I’m hoping he doesn’t. I’ve already got everything I want”
"No please don't!" Rich highschool jock gets kidnapped & branded by obsessive fan, who has kidnapped him and is intent on keeping him in his basement
Have you had enough?
"Please, I'm begging. I have to have you. I'll pay ANYTHING" 😧
That’s it boy, sleep tight, you’ve had a long day. Winning the game took it out of you and my drugging your beer didn’t help much. When you wake up you’ll be shackled to a work bench in my basement with only myself and 20 of my closest friends to keep that tight little unit of yours company. So get your rest stud, you’ll be needing it!
Bratty, spoiled teen Duncan Turnbull has been left alone for an entire weekend with his perverted multimillionaire stepfather Keith. Duncan was certain Keith had only married his mother because he had his eye on him but he couldn’t prove it and besides, Keith did whatever he could to keep Duncan happy, spending millions on the lad. Now though, as Duncan awoke in a cheap motel room, tied to the bedstead in only his sports trunks, he realised, to his horror, that while his doting mother was away, he’d be forced to pay his Stepfather back, in kind, with interest! Duncan recoiled in horror as Keith put his hot, sweaty hand on his creamy, smooth thigh and ran it upwards, towards his crotch. Duncan: “Nooooooooooooo”
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Were the last words Hot shot exec Adam Bartok got out of his mouth before he was set upon by a group of horny rapists in a multistorey carpark on his way back from a long hard day at the office.
They tasered the strapping stud repeatedly, bringing him to his knees then hurled him into the back of the van where they cuffed him using the manicals hanging from the ceiling.
Unbuckling his Hermes branded belt, they wrestled his fitted suit trousers over his strong, heaving buttocks and tree trunk thighs.
Tearing his Calvin’s off the gang looked lovingly at the sight that beheld them.
Adam’s tight, tanned unit. Pert and primed.
“No Please!”
Then nothing more than agonised screams from the back of the van as it spead off into the night.
Gif by Dominant Rugby Dad / Story by Studs in Distress
“NO PLEASE - YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!!!”
Team captain and high school royalty Thad Baker had pissed too many people off with his cocksure attitude and out of control ego.
Quite a few people saw him abducted just before the big game but nobody ran to help him, it was just him, the creepy janitor, the janitor’s equally perverted “chatroom buddies” and their sick fantasies now.
“MOM, DAD, SOMEBODY - HELP ME!!!” Cried Thad before the duct tape gag cut off his desperate plea’s for assistance.
Game over!
We've got you now boy and you're not going anywhere...
Sexy office stud Stuart had no idea he was being followed on his way into work that morning. Unfortunately for him, he wouldn't make it into the office. The serial cheat instead ended up hogtied in a filthy closed down public toilet. His bespoke grey suit trousers and crisp white shirt covered in a mixture of urine and faeces as he rolled around on the cold wet floor trying desperately to free himself from his unforgiving restraints. The room was pitch black and the stench of the place burning his nostrils and making him heave. He'd never have usually ventured into such a place. His world was once of clean white porcelain. He didn't belong here. But here he'd been for what felt like a period of 2 days or more. Suddenly the heavy sliding door was drawn back and in walked a tall figure, shrouded in silhouette. Stuart strained his eyes as they adjusted to the blinding light to see who his potential savior was. Suddenly his vision racked focus on Jim - his father in law. "Jim - thank God, how did you find me? Listen, you've gotta get me out of here" Jim just smiled "Get you out of here? Boy - who do you think put you in here in the first place?" Stuart looked confused. Jim continued. "I know you've been playing away on my baby girl you little shit..." Terrified, Stuart began to weep, and shake his pretty little head but it was no good and he knew it. "No, Jim, please" "So" Jim continued "I've decided to stick you where all little shits belong" With that Jim grabbed the broken stud by his restraints and frog marched him into one of the cubicles. "No, Dad, PLEASE" Stuart screamed as his £300 hair cut was seized by Jim and his head was forced down into a shit filled toilet bowl. His lean, toned body lurched as he was drowned in a combination of toilet water, shit and his own vomit. After Stuart's body fallen limp, Jim unzipped his trousers and took a piss on his lifeless stinking corpse before leaving the abandoned faculty, snapping the chub locks shut on his way out.
What hot traffic cop Jay didn’t realise when he pulled David over for a busted tail light was that David was a serial male rapist who had a thing for jodhpur clad cops and that he’d busted his own tail light in order to snare sexy Jay. What he also didn’t realise was that he was watching him attempting to free himself from the next room. He just loved watching these arrogant muscle boys struggle first and Jay was arrogant and clearly thought he was going to get away. David laughed to himself. As soon as Jay would attempt to stand, he’d fly into the room with a chloroform soaked rag and jam it into the pretty boy’s mouth. He’d get hard watching Jay’s sparking blue eyes widen in horror, listening to his muffled cries of frustration and terror, looking at his gigantic gym honed thighs and generous bulge straining against the taut, protesting fabric of his jodhpurs and enjoying the rhythmic creaking of leather as his knee high booted legs flailed in desperation. No matter what Jay was thinking right now - he wasn’t going anywhere!
Disgruntled husband: "You shouldn't have fucked my wife boy - you were only supposed to teach her how to play tennis, not play away behind my back!"
Tennis coach: (Sobbing) I'm sorry sir, please don't hurt me, I'll do anything"
Disgruntled husband: "Too late. My wife died screaming and after my fagoty bodyguard has finished raping your pert little arse, you'll be joining her"
Tennis coach: "No, please . I'M SORRY!" 😭
Cocky mean boy Highschool jock Adam should have been a better person then maybe he wouldn't have ended up kidnapped and sexually abused by the gay kids he used to bully