Yep, we're mixin' themes again!
There's just something about a hunky furry fella caught and helplessly bound at your mercy.
You agree with me, don't you?
Of course you do.
Yep, there's nothing quite like it.
There's a variety of reasons for capturing a furry, of course.
Semen gathering, for instance.
It's all for the sake of science.
Or there's other . . . experiments you can run.
That's what research is all about!
Or perhaps you just want a nice, refreshing beverage.
High in protein.
Some hunky furs actually enjoy being a bound sex-slave.
Or at least secretly fantasize about it.
To most however, it is quite a repugnant fate.
The shame! The dishonor!
(a fate that, collectively, they seem unable to keep from popping boners during it should be noted)
Unfortunately however, when one fur gets captured . . .
. . . there always seems to be another . . .
. . . waiting and willing . . .
. . . take advantage of the situation.
Yes, it is truly trying to be a hot muscle furry in captivity.
And the bigger you are, the more cock you gotta take.
Ouch!
Won't someone think of the poor furs?
Ahh, 300. Due to a number of reasons, I've boycotted anything to do with Frank Miller for some time now. But the, er, visuals of this movie always did look rather, uhhhh, stimulating.
I mean, basically it's about a bunch of buff, testosterone-laden warriors who parade around in leather briefs and capes the whole movie, right?
Right.
Very factual.
But while I may never watch the movie itself, there's always the bara fanart that inevitably accompanies it.
Of course, due to the nature of the film pretty much any fanart is bara by default.
This is Sparta.
