NSFW, over 21 only please. Images and thoughts from my little grey cell. Thoughts from the tag cloud of my mind run to BDSM, bondage, cmnm, forced nudity, spanking, whipping, flogging, caning, cp, slavery, mastery, penetration - all those kinks that turn the cranks of more men then we ever realize. The cell is real, btw. I don't claim copyright to all the pics. I will post some that I do own copyright to, marked Master's BDSM Stash. If you see a pic you want me to take down, let me know why and I'll see what I can do.
At first glance this seems fairly innocuous, even cute: the naked slave on all fours, waiting for his Master, and only restrained by the locking buttplug padlocked to the wall. A fine looking, muscular pet!
Then you realize that’s not just a buttplug, it’s a pear. In closed position it’s certainly big enough that the sub will really feel it as it goes into his hole and seals it shut. But with a few turns of the crank, the Master expands the plug wider and wider, until it’s as wide as an open hand, and then locks it in that position.
The toughest muscle slave can’t pull himself free. And the unrelenting pressure on the walls of his anus, agonizingly stretched, makes his hole twitch desperately as it tries to shut itself, and that makes his ass throb and burn as the blood pulsates through his veins.
And he can only kneel there and endure it, and there’s no way out and no relief. After a couple hours, you can put his wrists and neck in rigid irons, unlock and close the plug, pull it out as he gasps, and then lube up your hard cock and ram it into his sore, brutalized hole, listening to him groan, and beg, and cry, every thrust a painful challenge, and every desperate plea like an aphrodisiac pumping into your cock, until you shoot off into the helpless slave. And he thanks you.
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At first glance this seems fairly innocuous, even cute: the naked slave on all fours, waiting for his Master, and only restrained by the locking buttplug padlocked to the wall. A fine looking, muscular pet!
Then you realize that’s not just a buttplug, it’s a pear. In closed position it’s certainly big enough that the sub will really feel it as it goes into his hole and seals it shut. But with a few turns of the crank, the Master expands the plug wider and wider, until it’s as wide as an open hand, and then locks it in that position.
The toughest muscle slave can’t pull himself free. And the unrelenting pressure on the walls of his anus, agonizingly stretched, makes his hole twitch desperately as it tries to shut itself, and that makes his ass throb and burn as the blood pulsates through his veins.
And he can only kneel there and endure it, and there’s no way out and no relief. After a couple hours, you can put his wrists and neck in rigid irons, unlock and close the plug, pull it out as he gasps, and then lube up your hard cock and ram it into his sore, brutalized hole, listening to him groan, and beg, and cry, every thrust a painful challenge, and every desperate plea like an aphrodisiac pumping into your cock, until you shoot off into the helpless slave. And he thanks you.