Eddie Patrick Makes His BDSM Debut With Max Mabry

Eddie Patrick—known for playing authoritative figures like stepdads, priests, and professors—throws his vanilla persona out the window in this scorching BDSM debut, trading tweed for head-to-toe leather as he dominates newcomer Max Mabry in a sweat-drenched, no-filter session of raw power play.

The scene wastes zero time establishing hierarchy: Eddie’s towering presence in those skin-gripping leather pants, heavy boots, and gloves screams “master,” while Max, collared and leashed, leans fully into his role as the eager, trembling submissive. Director Christian Wilde, a legend in leather fetish circles, crafts this like a love letter to the kink community—every creak of leather, every degrading command, every brutal thrust feels meticulously designed to hit fans’ sweet spots.

The intensity kicks off with Max crawling into the dungeon on all fours, tethered by a thick dog leash that Eddie yanks sharply to assert control. Eddie’s first order? “Clean my boots with your tongue.” Max obeys without hesitation, dragging his tongue over every inch of the polished leather while Eddie delivers sharp, mocking slaps to his ass. The humiliation deepens as Eddie shoves his leather-gloved fingers into Max’s mouth, forcing him to gag on the taste of sweat and leather before grinding the sub’s face against his bulging leather-clad crotch. Max’s gag reflex gets put to the test next, with Eddie ruthlessly face-fucking him until tears stream down his cheeks—yet the sub never breaks character, swallowing every inch like a champ.

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But the real fireworks start when Max is strapped, spread-eagle, to a St. Andrew’s cross. Eddie towers behind him, delivering relentless anal pounding that leaves Max screaming. The brutality escalates as Eddie clips clothespins to Max’s nipples, thighs, and balls, only to rip them off mid-fuck, each tear drawing howls of pain-pleasure. Through it all, Eddie’s dom persona never wavers—he barks commands, delivers demeaning praise (“Good little slut—take it deeper”), and drives Max to the edge until finally erupting in a thick, ropeshot finish across the sub’s flushed face.

By the end, Eddie’s transformation from “strict professor” to leather-clad dungeon lord feels shockingly natural. Max, meanwhile, proves he’s not just acting—he’s a submissive through and through, trembling yet radiant under Eddie’s ownership. For leather fetishists, this is pure catnip: the gear, the degradation, the unflinching roughness all dialed to 11. Consider this Eddie’s official entry into the BDSM hall of fame—and Max’s star-making moment as a sub who can take anything.

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