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Lent Out – Part 4

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By JR

Saturday Night

Keith and I went back into the house to get cleaned up. It was late afternoon and I was exhausted, not having been able to sleep for more than a few minutes at a time in various states of confinement. Keith received a text message from Tyler instructing us both to get some rest before a long evening ahead. He fitted me in a “light” bondage position for a nap, consisting of the blindfold attached once again to my hood, a pair of rubber shorts, and a leather straight jacket. Keith connected a chain from my collar to the bedpost, and laid down with me for a few hours of deep sleep.

I slept well, enjoying the warm cocoon of the leather, barely aware of my erection growing against the tight rubber shorts. Despite the hood and straight jacket, it felt liberating to lay there with no gag, no plug in my ass, and no cage around my dick. As I dozed off, I laughed to myself thinking of what a bondage pig I had become, that this is how freedom now felt, and complete freedom was a distant and not missed memory. I missed David, as it was usually him lying next to me making me feel protected even when I ached and had little freedom of movement. And it was usually David that made me ache. I hoped my hosts were keeping him updated, so he could enjoy my predicaments from afar.

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A Harness Built for Two – Part 09

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By BigMouthfla

So back to our daily life. We were nicely adjusted in our living environment. I was living in a tightly fitting metal chastity belt 24/7. It comes off once every other week for a good cleaning. During the hotter months it’s once a week, but I’m restrained and blindfolded for the brief moment it’s off. Not like I need to be — he likes me wearing it and I for the most part enjoy it as well so there is no objection from me. The restraints just add a bit of fun to it all, and I don’t mind that either. I actually kind like it and prefer it. It’s nice to feel it being installed on me without me doing anything.

Every night when we go to bed, the harness that connects us together is always on. This is something we both really enjoy. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve fallen asleep without him lodged firmly in my mouth. Gosh, I wouldn’t even know what it’s like at this point.

On the weekends I do like to sleep in and hate being awaken early by the sunlight. We’ve tried to make the room dark, but the light still peeks in. Previously before we started sleeping like this, I’d often wear a blindfold to bed so I’d not have the sun shining in my eyes on the weekend mornings. This wasn’t a kink thing, just a logistical one. Actually it has nothing at all to do with kink. Unfortunately, with the head harness, it’s nearly impossible to fit the blindfold on just right where it’s effective. I’ve tried, but just can’t seem to get it fit right. Wasn’t a big deal, just something I wish would cooperate.

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Update from chastity slave Jockstrap: ‘I’m finding it a lot more difficult and challenging than I expected’

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By my count, the Metalbond site’s virtual chastity slave — Jockstrap — has been belted for 18 days now. He sent the pictures and information below, and he wants to know what I think. I think he should stay locked up. Don’t you guys agree?

See Jockstrap’s update, below:

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Hey Metal,

Here are some more pics. The drill is that I’m usually caned and strapped after the belt has come off for cleaning (I’m not allowed to touch my dick during this) — those white tramlines develop over a few hours and get very red and swollen. The current rule is I’m getting the combined scores of the English, Welsh and Scottish rugby teams in the Six Nations tournament — that’s a lot.

OK, to the belt. To be honest, I’m finding it a lot more difficult and challenging than I expected. The fit is still fine and pretty bearable, though you do have to adjust your movements (especially bending down and getting up) and toilet breaks take time — you cannot skimp on these. I’d definitely underestimated the sheer frustration, though. I leak a lot, and sleeping has been very interrupted, as I get really horny in the night. The tube is big enough for my dick to get semi hard in there, but too solid for even the slightest interaction. It’s a very pure form of torture. Plus the constant creaking and clanking of my rig doesn’t help — the extreme waist compression caused by the double layer of locked belts only adds to the unsatisfied horniness. I have been really angry (mainly with myself for getting into this predicament) and also I’ve experienced what I can only describe as semi panic attacks, where I literally pull at the belt and drive myself into a hyperventilating mess of despair.

It’s a real ordeal, and I’m coping by trying only to think a day at a time so far.

What’s the verdict from your end?

— Jockstrap saddle

 

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Master in the Chair

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By FirefighterSir

One hand darted across the keyboard, tapping out orders as fast as the fingers could find the buttons. The slave waited for the instructions to appear on the screen but already knew what was to happen. Some of the items were already jumbled on the floor around the base of the chair.

The typing stopped, the Master was breathing heavily, staring at the slave.

Justin got down on his knees and began rummaging through the items on the floor, and then opened a box next to the chair. Inside were many black leather restraints. Justin glanced up at the tablet to make sure he was pulling the right items. He strapped the wrist restraints on, the leather collar around his neck with the slave dog tags. He pulled out a leather ball stretcher strap and sat back in front of the Master’s chair spreading his legs. The Master’s fingers tapped at the keyboard:

“Punch your balls.”

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