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A classic tale originally published on Chained Muscle featuring a sadistic outlaw who takes it as well as he dishes it out.

Tales of the Old West: Yuma Territorial Prison – Page 1
by Mohawk
Art by Gary […]

Jesse relays the tale of the Marshall and his deputy.

Tales of the Old West: Yuma Territorial Prison – Page 2
by Mohawk
Art by Gary Ro

I had been directed to bring Jesse back from a couple of hours in the […]

Jesse pays a heavy price for his lawlessness. But in the end, gains an upperhand.

Tales of the Old West: Yuma Territorial Prison – Page 3
by Mohawk
Art by Gary Ro

Jesse now turned his attentions to the […]

An underground club catering to the perversions of its high-end clientele is the setting for Amalaric’s latest brutally hot work!

Party Animals – Page 1
by Amalaric

Several years ago, while travelling in an […]

The party gets started as the men begin to sample the offerings of straight abducted studs.

Party Animals – Page 2
by Amalaric

I couldn’t help but notice that Brent’s tone had subtly changed. Ner […]

Brent is taken to “The Stables” where he indulges his fantasies with a captured military stud.

Party Animals – Page 3
by Amalaric

We were led to one of around a dozen stalls along a wide wooden corridor […]

The men are offered a final treat in the VIP “Special Reserve” room.

Party Animals – Page 4
by Amalaric

‘It was getting very late…’ I nodded agreement, though I realised that Brent was still rapt in hi […]

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A BDSM-curious twink on a South American adventure is abducted by a group of men for a kinky private party in this HOT story by new author Tarquin. Art by Blacksmith.

South American Cock Torment – Page 1
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The abducted teen wakes up in a secluded villa where he is slowly stripped and taken to the dungeon playroom where he finds another captive in the midst of his own torment. Art by Blacksmith.

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The abducted teen is forced to face-fuck his fellow captive in front of the audience bringing him to the edge of orgasm.

South American Cock Torment – Page 3
by Tarquin
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The abducted teen is bound, whipped and paddled while his cock is achingly teased.

South American Cock Torment – Page 4
by Tarquin
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The abducted teen suffers through nipple torture, ass fucking and more before finally reaching an orgasm. The end? Not so fast…..

South American Cock Torment – Page 5
by Tarquin
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Stepson's Doom – Part 6 Colt has a date with Sally Byron so his stepfather not only decides it’s prudent to drain his balls to avoid any advances but also invites Mr Byron […]

David, the youngest of the three boys, endures an intense tickling and foot torture session.

Secret Pleasures – Part 2: David’s Turn
by D.R. von Todenhausen
Series: Secret Pleasures

As I opened the door to the next room, I kept my hands on David’s feet as he was rolled into the room still on his cadre. David’s feet were so perfect looking. The soles were soft and smooth and perfectly shaped and the tops of his toes were so perfect I simply couldn’t keep my hands off of them. I could see the terror in David’s eyes, anticipating, but not knowing what was in store for him. This made my pleasure even greater. I had my helpers again position the cadre in the horizontal position so that David’s soft, youthful nakedness was spread-eagled with nothing underneath him. I pulled up a chair to those beautiful feet and couldn’t keep my fingers from tickling them. Those feet were the tenderest, most beautiful, soft perfect feet I had ever seen. Just touching them was a thrill, but hearing David’s hysterical laughter as I tickled his feet and toes was exhilarating. There the poor boy was, squirming and shrieking with laughter, begging me to stop tickling his feet, and as I dug my fingers under and between his toes I thought he was going to lose his mind. What a wonderful feeling as those perfect toes curled over the tips of my fingers, trying in vain to stop the tickling. Of course I wasn’t about to stop and kept tickling and tickling. While I concentrated on David’s feet, I had my helpers tickle the rest of his naked body. After all, there he was spread-eagled between the two poles of the cadre with every inch of his body exposed for the tickling. David could do nothing but laugh and laugh and scream out pleas for the tickling to stop. No part of his body was spared from the tickling. His feet, of course, were extremely ticklish and I concentrated on them, but he was equally ticklish in his pubic area, his pits and his ribs. Even his neck was ticklish. As I sat there at his feet, tickling and enjoying the beauty of them, I kept saying to him: “That’s it David, keep laughing and squealing. I told you we were going to have lots of fun with you and enjoy your reactions.”

After tickling David for a long time, I finally had the tickling stopped and just let him hang there to catch his breath. I still kept looking at and touching his bare feet because they were too hard to resist and I couldn’t keep my hands off of them. Since there was the full weight of his body pulling on his arms and legs on the frame, I had David removed from the frame for a short while and had his ankles bound to a long pole. Remaining in my chair, I had David on his back on the floor and had the pole raised by my assistants so that David’s feet were just at the right height to play with. I tickled them some more and then took out a thin dowel rod and began to beat the soles of David’s bare feet. With each whack David jerked and tried to pull his feet away. Again he screamed in pain as one whack followed another until those soles glowed a deeper pink from the beating. After that we placed David back into the framework of the cadre.

I then had the framework of the cadre rolled to another part of the room, on the floor of which was a collection of glowing coals spread out in an area about the same size as the framework David was suspended on. I had the cadre raised so that it could be rolled over the glowing coals, but I wanted it high enough off the floor to keep from ruining David’s lovely, smooth, pink skin from getting burned or blistering. I didn’t want to ruin the beauty of his soft body. The heat was strong enough, however to cause David extreme discomfort. The cadre framework was rolled over the coals with David’s back still to the floor as it had been when we were tickling him and his pretty toes were sticking up. The heat reached his back and he started screaming and screaming, but I made sure he wasn’t getting seriously burned. As David was loudly screaming and screaming, I kept saying: “Scream David, scream! We just love hearing you scream and watching you writhe in torment.”

Next I had my assistants raise the framework to a vertical position with David’s head on top and his feet below. Now the heat from the coals started to bring pain to David’s feet soles. He squirmed and squirmed and again began to cry out in pain. “Stop! Stop!” David cried, “Ow!, Ow! My feet, – it burns, it burns – please stop!”

After letting him get his feet warmed for a while and watching him curl and uncurl his toes and wriggle his feet to get them away from the burning sensation, we then turned the framework so that he was facing the floor above the coals. This really brought shrieks of pain from him, especially since his tender dick and balls were feeling the heat. Finally we rolled him off of the coals and let him cool down a while, still on the frame and with his feet vulnerable and exposed for our pleasure.

“Okay David,” I said. “Now it’s time for you to scream some more.”

“No! No! Please, no more!” David cried. “I can’t take any more torture.”

“Oh, but we want to hear you scream and scream.” I said.

With that David moaned and said: “Oh no! Oh no! I’ll do anything, just stop the torture. I can’t stand it anymore!”

“Oh, but David,” I said, “We don’t want you to do anything but scream and squirm to entertain us.”

At that point we decided that David had had enough for a while and we would just enjoy looking at him and maybe go back to torturing Garrett or Chris again.

We tied David’s wrists to a long length of rope and pulled the rope through a pulley in the ceiling. We hoisted David up by his arms and tied a heavy weight to a length of rope tied around his ankles. Then we pulled the rope tighter and lifted David up higher so that his bare feet were hanging down with the weight off the floor and pulling down on his body as he hung there. The boy was pulled high enough so that when I was sitting in a chair, David’s feet were right in front of me and within easy reach. What a way to relax with David hanging there naked with those fabulous feet to look at and touch whenever I wanted. I decided to rest here for a while before going back to have more fun with the other captives.

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Superboy is broken in the torture chamber by one of the Superboy clones using whipping, nipple torture and CBT.

The Hunt for Superboy – Chapter 7
by Todd Fleming
Series: The Hunt for Superboy

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Superboy wakes up in his dorm room and seems that all of the previous night’s events had been a dream. But soon the superhero begins to notice some changes….

The Hunt for Superboy – Chapter 8
by Todd […]

Superboy’s unrelenting new lust drives him to a humiliating experience at a porn shop.

The Hunt for Superboy – Chapter 9
by Todd Fleming
Series: The Hunt for Superboy

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Superboy is once again captured by The Superboy Destroyer and learns further details of the villain’s diabolical plan.

The Hunt for Superboy – Chapter 10
by Todd Fleming
Series: The Hunt for Superboy

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Seeing someone who looked exactly like him, jolted Superboy back into reality. A flood of memories came rushing back as his encounter with The Superboy Destroyer replated in his mind. This alter of his personality must be his doing! He thought as anger flashed across his face.

With a snarl, Superboy lumbered up to his feet and charged towards the villain who wanted nothing else to destroy him. Oblivious to the fact that his cum stained tights and briefs were still balled around his ankles, the hero took one step and fell flat on his face. His luck was terrible because his face fell right back into the cooling pool of cum.

His newly awakened mind heard the laughter of the witnesses who recorded every second of his perverted downfall. The hero spat out the drops of cum that went into his mouth as he struggled to get on his hands and knees.

“I’m going to have to ask everyone to leave while I apprehend this pretender,” The Superboy Destroyer ordered gently. “I’m sorry for the deceit that he was trying to accomplish. He is just a poor deluded fool who was bent on destroying my reputation.”

“NO!” Superboy shouted in shock. “He is the pretender not me!”

The Superboy Destroyer floated a couple inches in the air and towards the cum covered hero. “Please everyone, I need you to leave. I will take care of him.”

The hero watched in shock as this villain easily commanded the masses like he was the real Superboy. Once they were alone, Superboy pushed himself up to his knees. “I don’t know how you did it, but I will make you pay for this!”

The villain laughed as he patted his prey on the head like the dog that he was acting like just minutes before. “Now, now, little boy.” He said sweetly. “I’m not even close to being finished with you yet. I don’t know how you managed the willpower to escape back to your dorm room before, but unlike you I always think of backup plans. As soon as you fell asleep in your bed, your body and mind were being assaulted by my personality alteration.”

So that’s it, Superboy thought glumly. The Superboy Destroyer had set him up just in case he was unable to capture him. Before he could react, the villain broke open a vile that started to spew out smoke. Superboy coughed as he breathed the smoke in and a weakness started to fill his body just like before.

“What have you done?” Superboy accused weakly.

The Superboy Destroyer chuckled as he dragged his prisoner up to his feet. “Just a little insurance, dear boy. I still have to finish my story before it is time for your final defeat.”

Gathering the weakened kryptonian in his arms, the villain walked out of the store and shot up into the air. It was really happening, Superboy thought in despair. The public had already accepted that this imposter was the real thing. He had fallen right into The Superboy Destroyer’s trap. This is why he had Nick stage a robbery dressed like him. This was to plant into the public minds that there was a Superboy’s imposter. The Superboy Destroyer not only wanted to destroy him but he wanted to take his place as the heroic Boy of Steel.

“Now while you were in jail, I easily figured out that Clark Kent was Superboy. The other boys on my list were easily tracked down and your secret was finally mine. I of course could have swooped in and destroyed you right then and there. Revealing your secret identity to the public would have had every criminal hunting down any person every associated with Clark Kent. I had other plans for you boy. So instead I went to call on Eugene Stifler, a chemistry major that happened to look just like Superboy.”

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Eugene was practically bouncing up and down as he waited for Dr. Cardoso to meet him for their appointment. Ever since the genius chemist had contacted him, he had been in heaven. Never in a million years did he think that the most famous scientist in the world would ever know that he was alive.

The student ran the conversation over and over in his mind. Dr. Cardoso had told him that he heard about the project that he was working on and was interested in hearing more about it. Every chemistry major had so a huge project to earn the final grade in the class. Eugene had worked for months on his project trying to earn an A. If his grades were good enough then he would be able to apply for a prestigious scholarship that would have paid for his entire master’s program. If someone with the reputation of Dr. Seven Cardoso was interested in his project then he could ask for a letter of recommendation from the doctor. That would give him a huge jump start on his own career as a chemistry scientist.

The knock at the door startled Eugene and his hands were actually shaking when he got up to answer. The door flung open and he stood face to face with his scientific idol. His jaw dropped to the floor since the man at the door was not what he had pictured. Standing before him was a tall muscular young man that looked a year or two older than he was. His raven dark hair and piercing blue eyes made him almost look like Superboy.

“I’m Dr. Cardoso and you must be Mr. Stifler.” The chemist said with a dazzling smile as he held out his hand. “It is very nice to meet you.”

Eugene took the hand and felt a warm shiver shoot up from his fingertips and all the way up his arm. “It, It’s nice to meet you, sir.” He stammered. His face flushed as he looked away. For some reason, he thought that the doctor was the most beautiful man that he had ever seen.

“I want to thank you for agreeing to meet with me.” Sven said with a smile. “Professor Gale has told me many good things about you. I am anxious to discuss the theory behind your project and compare notes.”

The college boy found it hard to talk as he followed the doctor into the lab. The warm feeling that shot up his arm had slowly spread to the rest of his body until it felt like an aura of pleasure was softly caressing him. In fact his cock had started to twitch and thicken from all the excitement.

“Yes, sir,” He said still stumbling over his words. “You see, my project…..”

Dr. Cardoso raised an eyebrow as he looked at the dumbfounded kid. “You were saying?”

Eugene swallowed as he tried to gather up his thoughts. “Well my project…..”

Again he wasn’t able to finish his thought. The doctor frowned as he laid the back of his hand on his forehead. “Are you alright? You seemed a little flushed.”

Flushed? He felt like his entire body was on fire. Eugene looked down and saw that his jeans were tented with his full erection. Why was he so turned on?

“Maybe we need to get you out of this lab coat?” Dr. Cardoso said with concern.

The young man just nodded dumbly as he felt the strong hands of the older man slowly peel off his lab coat. That aura of pleasure grew making it harder for him to think. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled. “I don’t know what is going on with me.”

“Just relax,” Sven said softly. He unbuttoned the top three buttons of the student’s shirt exposing his lean and furry chest. Eugene moaned softly as the doctor dipped his hands to stroke his chest softly.

This was wrong! But if it was so wrong then why did it feel so good. His cock was so painfully hard at it struggled to break through his jeans. He could feel that his boxers were starting to get damp with his arousal.

“Now let’s talk about your project,” Sven ordered gently. “Can you tell me what you are working on?”

Eugene started to nod, but as he tried to gather his thoughts, there was just nothing there. “I, I can’t.”

The doctor walked over to the lab table and picked up the student’s binder. “Why don’t you read from your notes.”

The young man took the binder and opened it. He stared at his own handwriting like it was a foreign language. “Um, what’s this word?” He asked pointing it out to the doctor.

“Chemistry,” Dr. Cardoso supplied.

“Chemistry is a……” Eugene frowned as he stared at the words. “I don’t know what this says!”

“It’s alright, boy. Maybe we need to cool you down a little bit.”

The young man blinked stupidly as the older man unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and peeled it off his torso. So he was completely shirtless and the cool air just made his erotic feelings even more intense. Without even realizing it, he was grabbing his tented crotch in an attempt to masturbate.

“Is that better?”

“Much better,” Eugene gasped with a dopey smile. “Feels soooo good.” His words were starting to slur like he was drunk.

“Is it easier to read now?”

The student looked at his binder again but it might as well have been a foreign language. “Noooo, ssssir.” He said as his blinked stupidly. “I know!” He said with what he thought was a stroke of genius. “I’ll take off my pants.”

Dr. Cardoso watched with an amused smile on his face as this brilliant student transformed to a complete idiot. Eugene ripped open his jeans and pulled them down. His white boxers were already stained with precum and the head of his erect cock poked through the fly. The boy didn’t even notice as he brushed his fingers across the mushroom head as he moaned with delight.

“Now can you read your notes?”

The young man didn’t even try to look at his binder as he pulled down his boxers. Now completely naked, he jerked his throbbing erection like his life depended on it.

“What are you doing, young man?” Dr. Cardoso asked in mock shock.

Eugene finally noticed that he was stark naked and masturbating in front of the prestigious doctor. “I don’t……” His lips trembled as his mind went blank again. “I need…… I need to serve you master!”

The young man leaped on the doctor humping his leg like he was a dog. With a strangling cry, he shot his load as his erect cock pressed tightly on the older man’s leg. Sven knocked him to the ground and smiled as his newest victim spasmed uncontrollably.

As Eugene’s powerful orgasm started to die, Dr. Cardoso took out a collar and fastened it around his neck. Little did he know was that the collar was covered in the same chemical dust that was on his hand when they shook. It turned a brilliant mind like his into one of a complete idiot. Now that his test on the unsuspecting boy was a success, it was time to try it out on his real prey, Superboy.

“Come along, boy.” The doctor ordered as he picked the naked exhausted young man in his powerful arms and carried him out of the lab. “We have much to accomplish to get ready for the real party.”

Eugene nuzzled against his master’s muscular chest as a bit of drool dropped from his lips. His cock started to harden again with delight as he felt safe and secure. His mind, body, and soul now belonged to Sven Cardoso.

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