Showing posts with label ballgags. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ballgags. Show all posts

Wednesday, 24 May 2023

New Jeryn's World ebook available

My new ebook is available on Gumroad! Eleven illustrated stories of older and mature men in bondage for a measly $8.00. Go buy it here.

And check out my other three ebooks in my Gumroad shop!

Wednesday, 16 September 2020

New Patreon post : On Master's Couch


Why does this bear look so surprised? Could it be because he's recognised the other sub sitting next to him On Master's Couch? The whole picture, and the whole story, is in this week's exclusive post on my Patreon. At $2.00 a month to back me on Patreon, I wouldn't call that the bargain of the century, but it's pretty close.

 

Monday, 13 July 2020

Bears in Bondage on Patreon


This is a close-up of one of the two Bears in Bondage, included in the latest exclusive image I have posted on my Patreon. Join me on Patreon and get as many as six exclusive images for $2.00 a month.

Wednesday, 3 June 2020

Work in Progress (1) : Prisoner in the Manor


Over the years, there are a lot of drawings I have started but never finished. Or should I say, not finished yet! Every now and then, I will scan a few in view of doing finished versions. But sometimes, that too takes a long time. So here's one of those works in progress. If you'd like to see more, do not hesitate to like this post and/or post a comment.

Wednesday, 20 May 2020

Santa in Bondage (because All Women are Bad!)


Sometimes, I will buy a comic for all the wrong reasons. This one I must have got in the UK as it's actually British, in spite of the US price being over the UK price. It was published in 1992 and to say that at the time "Good Girl" art was in vogue would be an understatement. So, this twenty-page black-and-white photocopied fanzine is mostly an excuse to run as many drawn images of women wearing skimpy attire (or sometimes no attire at all) as possible, whether in short comics or as single images. Not very likely to get my custom, then, BUT there was that cover. And honestly, who, being me, could resist that cover? And actually, artist D.Gordon, who is also the publisher, does a pretty good job of drawing Santa Claus in bondage, so he is more versatile than you'd give him credit for.

Thursday, 30 April 2020

The Man of the House on Patreon











No, Bradford is definitely not The Man of the House. To see who this title belongs to, you'll have to join my Patreon (for the measly price of $2.00 a month) and you'll get the full picture and the full story.

Sunday, 26 April 2020

Wednesday, 8 April 2020

Transport 2


Every now and then, I'll draw a scene of some men being transported somewhere, for who knows what nefarious reasons. They are always bound and gagged, of course, and wear adult diapers since the transport can be long and the transporters don't want their prisoners to make a mess on the floor. I imagine they are in the back of a truck that has been equipped for that sort of "special" transport. Who the men are, where they are being taken to and what is going to happen to them I leave to the imagination.

Sunday, 5 April 2020

Black Master Takes Possession


That guy doesn't look too happy, does he? That's because he's just become the property of Ed "Big Daddy" Delany, a very strict black master who likes his slaves white and middle aged. Of course, he didn't have much of a say in the matter. More details as well as the complete picture in Black Master Takes Possession, the newest drawing posted on my Patreon site.

Friday, 8 November 2019

Dragged Away


How many hours had it been since Mark had been brought to the cell? The older businessman had lost all sense of time since he had been left in the bare little concrete cubicle. There was another man there, another prisoner, a big burly bear of a man, manacled and gagged just like Mark had been. By then, Mark knew for sure those men who had brought him here were not the policemen they had pretended to be. 

Want to read and see more? It's all in Dragged Away, one of the October posts on my Patreon. For a single-tier price of $2.00 a month, people who support me on Patreon get to see at least 6 such exclusive posts a month.

Wednesday, 17 July 2019

Whatever Happened to the Biker?


Remember Reb, the biker from Biker Kidnapped and Biker for Sale? Ever wondered what's happened to him after he's been put up for sale? Well, the answers are in Meeting the New Owner, the new post on my Patreon. It costs only $2.00 a month to become my patron - a real bargain if there ever was one!

Saturday, 20 May 2017

Biker for Sale


Reb couldn’t believe it. He was being sold. So that’s how the fat little greaser planned to get rid of him – and make a neat little profit. Reb should have thought of something nasty like that.
Nothing he could do about it, though. After a very long ride, the truck had finally arrived. Where? Reb didn’t know, but it was definitely south of the frontier – he’d heard nothing but Spanish spoken. By then, he was weak as a kitten, and the welcome committee – a couple of mean looking hombres – had had no trouble stripping him naked, chaining him and putting him in a holding cell. It looked like a regular prison cell, and maybe it was, South of the border, anything went. A week or so had gone by, with Reb been given just enough food and water to keep body and soul together but not enough to get his strength back. He had to get that from a dog bowl on the floor, after kneeling down for what felt like a couple of hours. At first, he had tried to resist but his captors had beat him with some sort of zap wand. Reb had soon given up the fight.
Then, a few hours ago, they had come to the cell and shaved his crotch. Then they had put a sort of ring on his cock and balls, they had secured his arms in some kind of sheath, gagged him with a ball gag right out of a fetish catalog and put a collar and leash on him. He had been allowed to sit on the bench in his cell, which by now was a privilege – most of the daytime he had to stand up, chained to the wall. Something was about to happen…
And it did. After a while, the guards had come back, but there was someone with them. Incredulous, Reb recognized the fat little truck driver, whom he hadn’t seen since his arrival. He was dressed all in white, looking quite dapper.
“You see, gringo, here I am again. Are you happy to see me?”
All Reb had been able to manage for an answer was a grunt muffled by the ball gag.
“Ah, I guess you do not like this place very much? Well, I have good news for you. You’re going to leave it soon.”
He took the leash and pulled on it.
“Get up.”

Then Reb had been led through long dark corridors to a big room where a dozen men were sitting on chairs. A bright light was shining on him and the fat driver. He could just about make up the silhouettes of the men and the smoke of their cigars. The fat driver was giving a little spiel in Spanish. All Reb could understand was “mean hombre” and “biker”. He was talking about him – although Reb didn’t feel very mean just then. He wanted this to be over, this whole humiliating charade. But at the same time, he feared what was going to happen next. What was he going to be bought for?

Thursday, 27 October 2016

Sold


When the political situation had become too tense in his middle-eastern country of origin, Rasheed had decided it was safer to emigrate to Europe and quickly. So he didn't have much of a choice as to the means - he'd heard the network he had got in touch with had a nasty reputation of selling women into prostitution but he figured he was a middle-aged man and would be safe enough. What a mistake! In Europe, he was taken to a remote country area to be sold as a sex slave to men. Too late, Rasheed had realized that his well-toned body and eastern good looks made him very attractive to some people. And now here he was, in his underwear, being eyed by prospective buyers, like a piece of livestock. From their looks, the way they spoke and the way they dressed, they seemed to be peasants. In his native country, Rasheed had been a well-paid civil servant, with nothing but contempt for peasants. How the mighty had fallen!

Friday, 15 July 2016

Double Bind


The title is a rather too obvious pun. I didn't have a lot in mind when I drew this, except that the two men who find themselves tied together are actually not on the best of terms. Why? I'm not quite sure. I think the one with the beard might be some kind of outlaw biker or might be involved with some illegal business, and the mustached guy is the local sheriff, who's been after him for quite awhile. But now it seems both men have fallen into the hands of someone who wants to make use of their hot bodies. Who knows? Maybe they'll learn to enjoy each other's company. They don't have much of a choice.

Tuesday, 5 January 2016

Unwrapping The Wares


Here's a good way to celebrate the new year - by publishing a colour version of a drawing I did some years ago, that was posted in black and white on some sites I contribute to but that, for some reason, I never posted on this site.
Why the title? Well, the scene takes place in the storage back room of a shop in a bazaar somewhere in North Africa. The older man is a European tourist who was lured in the storage room with the promise of being shown some very special products that the merchants offer for sale only to a handful of customers. But once there, the old bear was quickly bound and gagged, and it became obvious that the "special product" that his captors were setting out to enjoy was him!