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“ Prescott swallowed nervously.
His mouth was painfully dry. He wasn’t sure what was stuff in there, pressing against his tongue dryly, held in place with a dirty rag over his mouth. He couldn’t see in the dark of the room he was...
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Prescott swallowed nervously.

His mouth was painfully dry. He wasn’t sure what was stuff in there, pressing against his tongue dryly, held in place with a dirty rag over his mouth. He couldn’t see in the dark of the room he was in. A massive headache still thundered beneath his beanie, probably some kind of side-effect to that crap Mr. Gutreich had shoved in his face before he blacked out.

Shit! Mr. Gutreich! That fucker was responsible!

Prescott had been cutting through the man’s big, fenced backyard like he normally did to get home. (Much to the bastard’s numerous complaints. Its not like he was hurting anything, he avoided the plants and shit) But then, as he passed one of the tall shrubs, there was Mr. Gutreich, a fierce scowl on his face and a rag of something in his hand. It all went black after that.

He squirmed against the tight bonds holding him in place. Nothing, he was fixed to the spot. That realization caused a stiffening in the crotch of his pants. 

Fuck, he thought. This was not the place for /that/ interest to become public knowledge. He had to be figuring out how to get out of here! How to escape and tell the authorities what a sick fuck Gutreich was.

His train of thought was derailed by the sound of a door opening and blinding light spilled into the room.

“I asked nicely. Now I’m going to make sure you stay off my lawn, kid…”

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Yay, got the colors right again. I keep straying from how I prefer to color. I get lazy and sloppy and then a pic like this comes along and corrects that.

Fun pic. It came out exactly as I wanted it to. It originally started out as a response to people who said my characters were getting too ‘old’ looking. Because 20 is so ancient XD By my visual chronometer, I’d say this guy is somewhere between 16-18.

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I’m normally never happy with clothes I draw. But this one came out really well.

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In artistic depictions of Saint Sebastian, the Catholic martyr is always shown as youthful, mostly nude, and either euphoric or disinterested in the fact he has been shot full of arrows. He was used as an excuse for artists (and lecherous Catholic patrons) to titillate.

St. Sebastian was some of the first kinky bondage art I saw as a kid. It was in a big book of Renaissance art of my dad’s. That image was by Guido Reni.

I’d never considered doing my own version of this until last week. I included the traditional iconography with the possible addition of Sebastian having a truly “transcendent” experience.

I colored up a statue version too because why not.

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They filed into the barn in a straight line. Each step slow and plodding. Their minds ran sluggish from the cocktail of drugs that left them pliant, horny, and dim witted.
Each found his station and waiting for Mr. Brawn to bind them in place. 631...

They filed into the barn in a straight line. Each step slow and plodding. Their minds ran sluggish from the cocktail of drugs that left them pliant, horny, and dim witted.

Each found his station and waiting for Mr. Brawn to bind them in place. 631 was farther along than the others, he needily humped at the air, groaned from the ache in his balls.

Once bound in place, each rigid youth was attached to the milking machine. Soon the dimly lit barn thrummed with the rhythmic cycles of the mechanism. The device was noisy but not enough to drown out the chorus of groans, moans, and sudden intakes of breath.

629 came in brief spurts that caused his whole body to shudder. Then he’d whimper as the process began anew. 630 was much more sensitive, which made his climaxes take longer to produce. A frustrating ordeal that left him gasping for air in tiny breaths. 631 was a faucet from the moment he was attached to the machine - just one mind-jarring continuous climax.

There were others in the barn, many others. An entire herd. Sub-human creatures whose entire purpose revolved around this machine, climaxing, and waiting to do it all again that night.

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Shadows may be too dark. I wanted it to look like the light source is a lantern.

There’s some flaws, but overall it came out nice. Started drawing yesterday. Today was just coloring.

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Baba Nona, Deep Gnome Wizard. Charlatan. Brothel Matron.

Baba Nona’s bordello burnt down in an epic conflict between a party of adventurers and a troupe of drow soldiers. In the aftermath the matron declared the adventurers (the last men standing) owed her for the damages and she would tag along to see the debt repaid. And so the middle-aged deep gnome went from brothel matron to adventurer.

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Kennedy was born to a well-to-do family back east. His parents, unable to cope with his attitude and cheek, took to keeping him as a dog from a very young age. Mister Tibs, his personal valet, has been forced to play the role of owner to the demanding prima donna in dog shows around the country. Kennedy is the youngest winner in Westminster Pup Show history, a feat he he would go on to repeat three more times.

The lower pic is a glossy that he’d sign for adoring fans. The assumption is that human dog shows, while not the social norm, do occur frequently.

Kennedy is a character I drew a couple of years ago. I only depicted his face, but it had SO much story to his appearance and expression that he stuck with me. 

Originally I’d intended to show Mister Tibs reaching over and giving him a handy but the pose was proved too awkward. I might try again at a future date.

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