otklad - AI Spanking Art

 ARTICLE STILL IN PREPARATION

 

This is one of my favourite images by otklad, teasing my obsession with men wearing tight shorts. All otklad's art has a spanking context, and his scenario envisages a muscular jock ordered to cut a switch from a tree and report with it to the garden shed for a profoundly humiliating punishment. Fortunately, he's mature enough to escape my normal sensitivities about age and though it may have been conceived as parental disciplining, it doesn't have to be viewed through that prism. 

 

I prefer to see this as, 'The Stranger in the Woodshed', a chance encounter on a jogger's morning run with even more profound consequences than fleeting pain. Rather like those films from the 60s about escaped prisoners, an era that matches the fashion of the stranger's pants in the picture.

 

 

The Jogger and The Stranger in the Shed

This jogger is no chicken and picks up the message immediately. He glances down, following the stranger's eye-line and checking if his own excitement is showing. 

 

 

This is a spicy restaurant where the waiters wear tight shorts. Little wonder then, that a customer's casual caress has precipitated a spill of the Chef's, lovingly prepared, signature dish all over the floor. The waiter's apology, made with his hands in pockets and averted eyes, is typically defensive in a young man but seems less than sincere. Understandably so, but I dare say the Chef has seen him do this before and finds his trademark backside display more offensive than his carelessness. 

 

These days, we all know that Chefs can be temperamental and fiercely critical of shortcomings in the staff. This one is hunkier than most, and in spanking land that may well be contributing to the waiter's insouciance about the squashed soufflé. The prospect of a paddling from such a forceful hunk is actually quite appealing.

 

 The artist supplied his own caption for this image and the scenario is so wacky (if I may use that term) that there's little else I can say, except I'm not sure about the hygiene in this kitchen

 

The Team Captain is a hell of a hunk and his expression of steely determination to do his duty without complaint, when he obviously hates it, is irresistibly attractive. His tight, cropped T-shirt is an ample erotic substitute for shorts on its own, but the red rose tells us in addition that these are England's top rugby players, a fine body of men with fine bodies.

 

The Coach is a nice creation too, the sort of man any team would be happy to follow loyally and unquestioningly. Humiliating punishments included. These guys are no strangers to public pain. The coach is so impressed with his captain's sacrifice, that he's swapping the demeaning table tennis bat for a firm, right, manly hand.

 

I've taken the liberty of changing otklad's original caption here because it didn't seem to quite fit with the visuals (see it here). 

 

 

I suppose Superman has similar inspiring credentials, augmented by super-everything, including his physique. I would have thought the intimidating super-paddle is a bit unnecessary, though. Sadly, he's much too decent to manifest visible excitement about the duty he's about to do, but the manner of it doesn't quite gel with his image. 

 

Jimmy has a nice boy image too so he must have done something truly terrible to have earned this. Bad-mouthing Lois Lane perhaps, or dropping a clue to Supe's true identity even. Now he learns the price of going public in the most graphic way imaginable. There's a prurient interest in ginger pubes amongst mankind that he's about to learn all about. Fortunately, if Superman's conscience is pricked about what he's doing (or he feels some other distracting desire), he can always carry Jimmy off with his pants round his ankles to finish in private on the top of a (phallic) skyscraper. 

 

 Locals are getting a bit fed up with the antics of drunken tourists spoiling the innocent fun of Oktoberfest. It doen't help that they call everyone Hans, either. 

 

A stern official has decided to give this one a taste of another traditional practice. His son can testify to its vividness. The parade through the village is just the beginning! I expect someone will take a video of it and put it on social media and thereby create a lasting memory for him, in case drink (or embarrassment) clouds his own.

 

otklad has utilised an improbable AI meme(?) that a number of other artists have discovered. I like the obvious maturity of the offender in this image, it makes his come-uppance so much more profound. And those shorts! I feel for him!

 

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The imagery of otklad on 'X' seems to be his entire archive. 

He's now moved on and abandoned AI art for more personal blogging

The Curious Art of Joxstrapp - 2 Sex in the Office

 View Part 1 of this Article (Leather Guys)

"So, do I get the new position, Sir?"
 

I'm not really into feminine things, but I love the idea of muscular guys being manoeuvred into wearing ladies lingerie when it's not their thing either. This naive Office Junior filled the bra top that his boss persuaded him to wear very satisfactorily, but he didn't shape up so well in the panty department.

That left only one option. 

 

"You'd better bend over the desk, Wilson, and I'll see what I can do". 

 

 

 

 

Late night meetings in the Office are all the rage in some industries.

Dress down Fridays have made matters worse, if anything.

Well, you know what media people are like. 

 

 "I understand you want to discuss my latest projections, Sir" 

 

 

 

You have to pity Jackson, nervously waiting to be called in for his annual assessment with the big boss. Jackson's as straight as a die and strictly conventional. But his colleagues have told him that his poor performance will be overlooked if approaches the boss in the right way. It's a time-honoured tradition. It shows contrition, they said. He did ask them about the zip at the back of the panties, but they assured him it's just there to make them fit a man's shape better. 

 

 

All the company execs had gathered for the launch of the new lingerie line - "Irresistible"

Unfortunately, the agency sent the wrong sort of model to show it, a man, not a woman. 

Luckily, he was a pretty cool guy and agreed to model the range for them anyway. 

The Marketing Director convinced his colleagues that the gimmick would get them 

shed loads of publicity.

 

It did, in a way, because the Sales Director found the garments really were irresistible, 

at least they were when they were worn by a muscular male - well this one anyway.

Unfortunately, the model did resist, very strongly. 

He complained to the press and the offices were besieged by paparazzi.

 

It was all very unfortunate. 

  

I love the 'Franco' eyes! 

 

 

The world of financial trading is a high pressure job with ruthless performance demands.

As a result, partying is necessarily frequent, manic and equally pressurised.

Fortunately, there's always a guy willing to make a fool of himself to give them all a laugh.

If he's a weekend rugby player, it's likely he'll be easily persuaded to don female attire.

 

The combination of skirt and muscular legs can be a blinding revelation for stressed males.

Once the alcohol is flowing, things can get a little bit out of hand. 

And if that hand happens to be the boss's, things can get a little bit tricky.

After all, he's used to getting his own way in matters of performance and reward.

 

 

The morning after the party was very embarrassing for the party maid.

He woke up in a very strange bed, with more recollections than he really wanted. 

 

 

 

Honour had been compromised, of course - on both sides.

So, they both had to do the decent thing.

Take my word for it, it won't last! 

 

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Humiliations at work don't always involve feminisation
Joxstrapp takes Office manipulation into realms even I never imagined. 

 

At the baby wear factory, another office party is in full swing .... 

 

 

 

The newest employee was told that as the baby of the organisation, it was his job to usher the New Year in at the office party. He wasn't told about the costume until just before midnight, when it was too late to object. He was severely scolded for not shaving his body hair off and felt unaccountably guilty. 

 

As midnight approached, the other guys pushed him to the front, silence fell and the bells began to chime. The 'Baby' quivered, knowing now that once New Year was in, he would have to kiss everyone in the room. He'd already discovered that the thin fur of his suit didn't offer much protection from groping hands. Watch out for the boss they warned him - and Hutchinson from Accounts, he'll try to get you behind a cupboard. The warning was all very well, but what was he supposed to do about it? 

 

 

Three months later, the Easter tradition was even worse. He never found out what they put in the milk, but when he woke up in his cot, the office was dark and everyone had gone home for the weekend and locked him in. He had to stay there until the long break was over. 

 

He consoled himself with the thought that next year there would be another new boy to suffer the humiliation instead of him.  But, according to what I've heard on the grapevine, there aren't going to be any new hirings this year, the firms cutting back.

 

 

 

"Thank you for trying on the new design of nappy, Carter.

Yes, I will show my appreciation at your remuneration review.  

Now just sit on my desk, will you?  

I want to see how easy it is to change it".  

I love the furry muffs that prevent 'baby boy' from putting his office suit back on.

The guys have probably hidden it anyway. Just for a laugh.

 

 

 Two lads in Marketing were asked to wear onesies for a day.

Just to see how well the fabric would perform in use, you understand.

Wearing nothing underneath, of course, naked like a baby would be.

The boys drew the line at nappies, so skimpy G-strings were provided. 

 

Their getup caused some amusement at the customer meeting, that afternoon,

but the worst bit was getting back to the office and finding it locked. 

No clothes, no car keys, so they had to borrow the bus fare home from the cleaner.

Unfortunately buses are crowded at that time of night, standing room only. 

 

Don't worry lads, there'll be another one along in a minute! 

 

 

 As you might expect at the baby factory, disciplinary procedures were fairly basic.

Dickson had earned a reputation for coming in late and skipping days without explanation. 

A disciplinary hearing offered him the choice of dismissal or a week's 'special detention'.

You know the gag, 'behave like a baby and you'll be treated like one'. 

 

What surprised Dickson was that the 'detention' was not just an extra hour after work, 

but a full week locked in the 'nursery', being fed continuously with milk and sloppy, baby food.

They even woke him up in the middle of the night to feed him and change his nappy. 

That was very necessary because they never let him out, not even when he cried like a baby. 

 

  View Part 1 of this Article (Leather Guys)

 

Art by Joxstrapp at Deviant 

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Sam was pretty nervous about his job interview. It was a really good opportunity and he didn't want to mess this one up. Having to wear short trousers for it didn't help. He always thought they were looking at his bare legs and judging him. It was silly, of course, all men under 30 had to wear short trousers these days* for virtually everything. And they had to be very short trousers too. It felt no different this time. The interviewer hardly looked at his face. Sam was so relieved when it ended. He was convinced that he had failed to get the job, but he got a surprise. 

 

  "Congratulations Sam, you've got the job!" the interviewer said, still looking at his legs.

"Your credentials are absolutely perfect". 

 

To Sam's surprise, they exchanged polite, celebratory kisses.

 He realised then, that work life was not going to be what he had expected. 

 

*I have a running, fantasy thing about grown men having to wear tight schoolboy shorts for work. 

And having to suffer the consequences! 

See my 'makemenwearshorts' images at 'X'  

 

 

 

On his first day at work, Sam felt excited. He squeezed into his best short trousers which he now thought of as being his lucky pants. His new boss had been really friendly at the interview and he looked forward to working for him. He hadn't been there very long, settling into his desk, when the boss called him in and asked him if he could take dictation. 

 

Sam explained sheepishly that didn't know what that was. 

"It's very simple" the boss explained, smiling at his naivety.

 "You just sit on my knee and write down what I say" 

 

"Can't I just sit on a chair?"  Sam said. "That would be more comfortable"

 "I suppose so, as it's your first day", his Boss agreed, looking disappointed.

 "I'll have to send you on a course, so you can learn to take shorthand". 

 

Sam wasn't sure he wanted to take shorthand, it sounded painful.

 

The boss just smiled at him, benignly, he came and knelt by Sam's seat.

"Tell you what" he said. "If you don't want to sit on my knee to take dictation,

Can I sit on yours, instead?" 

 

I suppose shorthand dicktation dates me, but it was a very useful skill at one time!

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Art by Holzman - Merchant Navy (revised)

Holzman - Merchant Navy 1

This Hussar advert in 'Fizeek' magazine in 1963 introduced a new artist to the gay scene, Holzman, with a 'playlet' about a nautical thief. The illustration shown is one of the opening images of the series showing the 'toughie' arriving on board the boat with his kit bag. You can tell he's tough because he's got a torso-revealing, open jacket (leather?) and a cigarette drooping from his mouth. You sense he's a man with attitude, although the cant of his head and squint here is what smokers do to keep their cigarette smoke out of their own eyes. In that respect this is a neat little piece of observation by Holzman, documenting a practice that's gradually dying out now. The tough is thoughtfully examining something that he's found, his seaman's papers perhaps, although I suspect it's a bottle  (see below). 

I have 15 of the advertised 16 images in this story but no information about their sequence and have therefore  simply numbered them in what seems to be the logical sequence based on continuity.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 2

The new boy climbs on board with a long, butt enhancing stride and a determined look on his face. 

The texturing of his jacket and jeans suggests they might be leather, which in the 60's was thought of as the uniform of wild bikers. However, the presence of turn-ups and the styling of the jacket with visible seams is more suggestive of denim, a more suitable material for working on a boat.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 3

Below decks, the toughie examines a bottle of alcohol which has a label promising serious gut rot. It's enough to make him drop his cigarette, which apart from being a breach of good manners, is liable to start a fire on a boat, a danger to life and limb. 

Despite these shortcomings in his character which we are learning about, he's portrayed as a sexy beast. The 'Latin look' was quite common iconography at the time and very exotic to UK eyes. The exaggerated fleshy lips and dark-rimmed eyes seem to be borrowed from female notions of sexual allure (regretably, for the image of gay men). A distinctive vocabulary for the male equivalent had yet to be developed (and probably wouldn't have been accepted by society at large anyway).

The straw-clad carafe of wine in the cupboard behind him is a nostalgic image from a less sophisticated era in the UK. You might also recognise the 'Heinz 57 Varieties' label on the tin on the bar, amazingly it hasn't dated in 60 years and I suppose the same is true of his fashion wear.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 4

In this image it seems that the new crewman has removed various articles to his cabin and is about to hide them in his kit bag, furtively concealing his actions from a member of the crew working on the deck just outside. It must be a hot day because everyone seems to be undressing. The enticing glimpse of flesh through the porthole is the calf of a crewman walking towards the left of the picture. 

You could be forgiven for thinking here that the glimpse of flesh has sparked an impromtu massage with the bottle or even that the thievery entailed drinking some of the liquor and then topping up the bottle with piss to hide the theft. This clever 'hidden eroticism' deserved to have escaped the attentions of the censors, because it's very nicely drawn picture, a neglected classic. 

The villain has become more Anglo-Saxon-looking in this image, but I think it is the same character. judging mainly by the turn-ups (see image 2) and the presence of the two tins from picture 3. The Latin look does return later but only in one special example.

The smoky effect at the left, by the way, is not the result of his dropped cigarette but a scanning effect. It has fortuitously added a nice texture of dappled light to an otherwise 'flat' image.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 5

The villain's activities are disturbed by the arrival of a 3rd crewman (also apparently wearing a leather jacket). He too starts to undress, whistling as though routinely changing into his work clothes, which judging by the porthole vision in the previous picture might consist of very few clothes indeed. The thief is horrified, presumably imagining he's about to be exposed - as a thief, according to the story line, or, in the more subversive sub-text, as a man who has problems with naked male flesh. 

Holzman's picture here copies classic, film noir imagery, with the unsuspecting innocent making himself ever more vulnerable to a hidden threat of which he's unaware. The hidden eroticism in this image surrounds the ambiguous interpretation of the bottle, angled just right to suggest the villain is getting other ideas about this new arrival. The coat hook just above his head provides a more graphic hint of what he might have in mind with the backing plate suggesting a tight fit could be his reward. 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 6

This growing tension seems to be triggered into a full-blown crisis, by the arrival of a third man. He appears to be the skipper of the vessel, previously glimpsed through the porthole in picture 4 and now revealed to be dressed only in a cap, skimpy slip and sea boots (the last a worrying link to the label on the bottle!). At this point the undressing crewman has lowered his underpants. In fact they are nowhere to be seen, presumably lost in the folds of his jeans, unless they're ripped to pieces on the floor.  

The villain's reaction seems a bit over the top. In the story plotline he seems to think that his exposure as a thief is imminent and so goes into self-defence mode, smashing the bottle to use as a weapon 

(or it could be that he's suddenly revolted by the thought of having drunk it's contents!) 

Alternatively, in the delicious ambiguity that pervades this story, the young skipper's sexy appearance here offers an erotic explanation of the actions of the villain back in picture 4. His panicky reaction now is triggered by the rapidly accumulating male nudity and the sudden prospect that he might be about to witness something unspeakable going on between these two men, whom, we should remember, didn't know he was there until he announced himself by smashing the bottle. He might even be drawn into it, producing an explosion of a different kind.

There used to be a accepted legal principle of 'homosexual panic', i.e. a fear of being in imminent danger of being raped by a homosexual. This was advanced as a legitimate excuse for assaulting gay men and even killing them. In some cases the reaction hid the fear of having his own, secret, homosexual leanings exposed. This concept perversely confers on gay men, a power over straights that is erotically appealing, if entirely fanciful.

 Holzman's rendering of the hunky skipper is masterly but some severe cropping seems has gone on at the sides. It has spoiled the depiction of his crewmate (left), while the villain's aggression act has been converted into a disembodied, eerie 'manifestation'. This may have been intentional, to amplify the sense of panic and the shock to the sailors. However, it was also common practice in this period to publish incomplete images in order to encourage viewers to buy the full artwork.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 7

Somewhat surprisingly, the villain chooses to confront the defenceless, nearly naked seaman with the bottle rather than the Captain. It's him (or his nudity) that he finds most threatening, or it could be that this crewman has challenged him or is attempting to calm him*. Interestingly, his jeans have now dropped round his ankles and the villain is suddenly sporting a recognisable manifestation of excitement in his jeans rather than the generalised bulge seen occasionally in the preceding pictures. 

*Perhaps Holzman simply thought cropping it made a better picture. Whatever the case it's a great image using a challenging viewpoint. The quality of these pictures in both technical and dramatic terms is certainly on a par with the emerging stars of this era - Tom of Finland and Etienne.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 8

The captain intervenes with a mighty upper cut. By this time, his half-undressed crewmate is down on the floor, on his knees (and with bare ass raised in a classic, passive pose). The broken bottle is nowhere to be seen, suggesting that he managed to disarm the villain before he could do any damage with it.

Holzman has included the coat hook (from picture 4) in this image, positioning it a short distance from the villain's half-open mouth. It sort of matches the sweep of the Captain's fist but also suggests there's an erotic forfeit in store for him, one that is slightly off-piste at this point.

I don't have a satisfactory copy of this picture but it's too important to leave out. 

The cartoonised version below gives a neater sense of how the original might have looked.

Holzman - Merchant Navy 8 (AI variant)

This more balanced variant gives a better sense of the drama of the moment. It also brings out the nudity of the fallen sailor, almost seeming to suggest that the other men are fighting over him (hence, I suppose, the presence of the phallic coat hook, which, in a bizarre AI tweak, is suddenly dripping!). 

However, we can also see more clearly that the fallen sailor's arm is entwined with the villain's foot, confirming his active role in overpowering him. 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 9

The thief is down but not yet out as the crewmates pile onto him. The captain's hands are clasped tightly together round the villain's neck but he is struggling manfully to detach them. The second crew member, having disentangled himself completely from his jeans and underpants, has grabbed the villain's free arm and is pulling it into his uncovered crotch, where it can't cause any mischief (but feels nice). 

Ominously for the villain, his flies have come undone and his Y-fronts are pushing up through the gap and being nuzzled by the skipper's shin (entirely accidentally, I dare say). His choice of underwear makes the downward pointing bulge in picture 6 improbable, although the picture below shows they are not a very tight fit, so maybe it was an escaper.

 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 10

The sailors turn the villain upside down, perhaps hoping to see what will fall out of his pockets, which is the traditional way of exposing a thief in kids' comics. It also has the effect here of pulling his jeans off completely, which will enable them to conduct a more thorough search (or something like that). Losing his pants also makes it a tad more difficult for him to run off, but I suspect that being undressed by these men is only going to intensify that instinct.

You may think you've seen this picture before and you'd be right if you're a regular visitor to this blog, because exactly the same picture appears in my article on the Art of Cas. The same that is, except that it is signed there by Cas. Cas and Holzman are the same person.

Another Cas-Holzman picture can be seen at the mitchmen Royale Studio blog in the 'Timeline' post section 63.1. It's in an ad, emblazoned with the Cas logo, but a contact address has been positioned on top of the original Holzman signature. The background to this name changing is a mystery. Perhaps something to do with publisher's exclusivity.

 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 11

 

This picture and 12 to 15 below have all been retrieved from tiny thumbnails in Hussar ads, hence the inferior, fuzzy quality. They suffice to allow us to understand what is going on, however. 

If any reader can supply better versions, please get in touch!

 

The crew have manhandled the villain so he's draped astride a convenient drum. 

 There's a provocative view of his underpants as they prepare to punish him.

The Captain is holding a knotted rope in his hand.  

A loop of rope hanging on that peg behind them offers further restraint options. 

 

It's unclear what the crewman on the right is doing. He appears to be holding a cane in which case this image might also be sequenced to follow on from the next one. However, there's no cane in the other pictures, I think it is just a flaw. He might be hand-spanking him however. 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 12

The captain begins, flogging him with a knotted rope. His crewmate (underwear restored to preserve decency) sits on the villain's head to hold him down (with his balls resting on his shoulders where they can enjoy the villain's movements as he reacts to the thrashing). His pose here, with the characteristic turning of the head is very reminiscent of the contemporary artist, Spartacus.

The skipper's fleshy physique does not disappoint in this picture but his face has now transformed rather unpleasantly into an appearance similar to that of the villain when he arrives at the boat. This seems to be a look chosen by Cas to represent nastiness and it's been gradually developing in the Captain in the preceding pictures, like something out of Dorian Gray. 

Cas seems to be playing with a very dubious stereotype of foreignness here and unnecessarily so since it would perfectly OK for the cute, hunky, young man in picture 6 to maintain order on his own boat without turning into a demon. I suppose there's a certain satisfaction in the villain being 'out-nastied', having underestimated his intended victims. 

 

 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 13

The villain must have struggled energetically during the assault because the Captain has lost his cap and the two sailors have had to tie him down over the barrel with his arms and legs spread wide. The crewman who was earlier threatened with the broken bottle, still has the miscreant's head between his legs. He pulls it up by the hair so it's snugly wedged in his crotch, almost face upwards here so it gets the fullest experience. He takes his turn flogging him with the knotted rope, no doubt enjoying the villain's struggling movements between his thighs. These exertions seem to be dislodging his already skimpy trunks (much in the style of Tom of Finland).

The skipper watches them, flexing his muscles triumphantly. He even seems to be rubbing his packet with his left hand, but that may be wishful thinking on my part!

 

 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 14

  

Finally the villain seems to have collapsed, or at any rate he has stopped resisting. The crewmen lift him bodily almost as if intending to pitch him overboard. Their bulging trunks symbolically almost touch in a sort of low five (or three) you might call it . The rope and barrel have been restored to their places against the wall*. The enhancement and clarification of this image has brought the villain's underpants into stark relief, stretched tight round his buttocks and deep between them. 

*This detail doesn't seem quite right, it would seem more natural for this image to sit before image 11, where the same loop of rope can be seen on the wall. Unfortunately that creates a different continuity problem - with the Captain's hat, which is on his head in images 10 and 11. 

Holzman - Merchant Navy 15

In this final image, again recovered from an advert thumbnail, the punishment seems to finished. The scene has shifted to a bedroom with a washbasin in the corner and the chastised villain meekly seeks the comfort of a cushion to sit on, on the bed. He's now without any underpants at all and there's a faint suggestion of criss-cross weals on his buttocks. It's possible that a bare-ass final spanking was the subject of one of the two missing images.

His two adversaries stand, lording it over him, with undisguised enlargements in their pants. One of them is resting his arm on a long pole which faintly suggests the punishment may even have reached into internal regions in some shape or form. The Captain, restored to normal handsomeness, breaks out the liquor that seems to have been the root cause of the problem. The villain hasn't got much to celebrate but it doesn't look like he's free to go just yet . You sense the affair is not yet over.

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These images were obtained from the internet and some from TimInVermont,

enhanced by mitchmen where my logo has been added.  

More about artists featured by Royale and Hussar

 

(First published 8th May 2024)

The Curious Art of Joxstrapp - 1

Inner Desires

 

The title of this picture speaks for itself. The Office suit is the height of conventionality and conformity. In a sense, it imprisons the wearer and suppresses his individuality. Ideal training then for the role of leather sub, in which this attractive young man visualises himself. But he has a lot to learn.

 

Leather 1

Here we see an acolyte being introduced to the mysteries of leather fetish in a highly ritualistic fashion. The attractive top who recruited him gives him a graphic demonstration of the sub's surrender of control by applying a blindfold. Being in the dark is not so very different to his job in a government office! A snugly fitting, leather waistcoat provides his first acquaintance with leather on his torso and a mild type of bodily restraint. 

 

The top seems to be inspecting his facial hair, as if assessing his cleanliness. If he's the old-school type that he appears to be, that flamboyant hairstyle will probably have to go once his application is approved. Which it probably will be if he continues to exhibit such calm obedience. His incongruous black underwear will be ripped off and replaced with a confection of leather and metal that puts his sexuality on display, available for external interference.

 

 

Leather 2

 

This image shows a leather master getting his sub ready, as if they are going out to a party. There's a nice sense of soft domination with an intergenerational, mentoring flavour that's almost domestic in nature. Like the trainees above, this sub doesn't exactly look like a leather boy. He has trendy stubble and coiffured hair like someone who works in the media. His clothing is somewhere between normal wear and true fetish, just respectable enough to go out in, but you know it's coming off when they get to their destination, so he can perform his duties for the night. He looks as if he knows it too and isn't particularly looking forward to being a sharing dish again. 

 

 

Leather 3

This is a compelling illustration of a full-on 'domestic'. Reluctance in a sub is OK, in fact it's secretly enjoyed by the top, since overriding it validates his power. But, alas, open rebellion is not an option for a leather sub. Even trainees must show total obedience, lest it causes the Master to lose face. A punishment must inevitably follow this regrettable scene.

 

 

Bondage Window

 

This is the drastic remedy for a sub's insubordination. The casual tape wrapping that secures him seems to show how much he has fallen in his Master's estimation, how much contempt he has earned. Anxious to be rid of him, he's thrown in his harness and leather briefs as part of the auction lot, gifts to his boy that now provoke painful feelings of betrayal. 

 

Slated as lot number 154, it's sobering for the sub to see a stream of men passing by and showing not the slightest interest in him. His tarnished attractions can't compete with a football match, it seems.  

 

You know you are entering the wacky world of AI when everything is back to front and dummies make captives of men. Joxstrapp's title is almost as confusing, appearing to be in conflict with the notice in the picture, but you can see where he's coming from.

 

 

Master 'n Slave

 A sub bought at auction doesn't know what to expect, but a new Master may be expected to keep a tight rein on his acquisition while he beds him in. This Slave has got a whole new bag of tricks to learn, and after his disgrace, will be expected to show eagerness as well as unquestioning compliance. That means putting up with a certain amount of unpleasantness. Well, quite a lot, actually. This one hasn't fared too badly in the looks department of his new owner, but looks aren't everything in a long term, service arrangement.

 

 

Daddy 'n Slave

 This new purchase finds himself in a very different situation. At an open auction, there is a good chance that a reject-sub will fall under the ownership of a rich, elderly gentleman. If he finds his new master sexually unappealing, he can take comfort in the fact that he probably won't have to perform for his pleasure very often. In fact, his first duty is to take a chammy and wash the car. He'd be well advised to make a good job of it, some old gentlemen can be sticklers and uncompromising in their approach to punishment, especially if they believe the new boy has an 'attitude' that needs to be corrected.

 

 

Butt Boys

 

 The acquisition may discover that his new master is rich enough to own multiple subs. He may feel it his duty and right to punish them on a regular basis, given their history. His only pleasure in life, quite possibly. He may derive a perverse pleasure in kitting them out with appropriate penance wear for such occasions and dealing with them together. This provides a useful opportunity for the new boy to get to know his colleagues and learn the tricks of the trade in his new home. Some of the men he meets this way may be nice enough to make the pain they suffer together seem worthwhile.

 

 

Latex Breast Boys

Some subs may be dismayed to discover that they now have a master with a kink for dressing his boys up. They may be called upon to don costumes that don't fit with their view of themselves, perhaps projecting femininity, which is the opposite of what they wanted when entering the world of leather. 

 

They may have to work hard in the gym to develop a body that fills their costumes to perfection. And it is only to be expected that the Master will want to show off the best results to his friends, resulting in a good deal of attention that they will have to put up with, like it or not. These two seem to quite like their new image and the lustful looks it attracts. Whether they will feel the same when told to serve as table waiters is another matter. Waiting on in a backless, latex leotard is fraught with the danger of distracting, intimate touches from behind, and woe betide any of them that spill fluid on the tablecloth.

 

 

Daddy's Boy

This former leather boy has been forced to confront an even more demanding taboo. Some men will take pink lingerie in their stride, this one obviously doesn't, which is why I like this picture of him! He's come a long way from the secret day-dreaming of the first image.  

 

His unshaved stubble here doesn't quite fit the persona assigned to him, which goes beyond girlie into assertive femaleness. Is this another rebellion coming to the boil? For his sake, let's hope his new master enjoys his male discomfort rather than deploring the amateurish female impersonation. There is a confident, faintly mischievous look in his eyes, as if he might do. Or, perhaps he intends to subject his reluctant servant to an all-over shave anyway, so his endearing attempt to preserve his masculinity merely adds meat to the subjugation to come for him in the bedroom.

 

 

Red Lingerie

This rather cute, jock-like sub is already facing the bedroom scenario, anxiously clad in female underwear which does nothing for his sporting image (and not much for his femininity either!). The lingerie has already made him feel uncomfortable, the more so coupled with the satin sheets and pretentious wall decor, which suggest he's been transported to an unsavoury house of ill-repute where all manner of disreputable men will want to take advantage of what he has to offer. It's unclear whether his Master, still clad in formal leather regalia, is to act as his pimp and bouncer or simply has a role-play in mind in which he punishes his sub for his supposed infidelity and prostitution. 

 

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All images by Joxstrapp, but the narrative is all mitchmen.

Next time I will delve deeper into the fascinating oddities of Joxsrapp's Art

which we have glimpsed in this article.