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VRansomwear – Chapter 3
VRansomwear
By POW
CHAPTER 3
Sunday began with Colin trying to wipe away the crustiness of dried sleep-gunk in his eyes. Still only half-awake, he went to rub them clear and found his fingers’ way blocked by the confining rubber of the hood. For a brief moment overnight, it seemed he had been able to somehow forget that he was a prisoner in a form-fitting cell. His waking had been gentle; he rose smoothly and gradually from the depths of sleep. The lingering vestiges of a pleasant but already fading dream left him with a general sense of well-being. He was comfortable in his bed, the temperature was mild… and so when his hand failed to wipe his eyes the memory of his captivity came crashing back all at once. His mood instantly plummeted.
It was a tight fit, but by using more of the talc supplied in the gym bag he was able to work a finger into the mouth hole of the hood and worm it all the way up to the inner corner of his eye, clearing the tiny but infuriating chunks away. He worried the suit might zap him for tampering, but it allowed his action without interference. Even so, the effect on his mood lingered, and didn’t get better as the day went on.
He had promised Eva he would spend the afternoon at her sister’s birthday party. Prior to a few days ago, he would have told anyone who would listen “I’d do anything to get out of going!”. Now, today, he realized that there were limits on what “anything” might mean; an afternoon with Eva’s family started to seem downright appealing in comparison. Still, there was no way he could show up there. She wouldn’t like it, but he had to tell her he wasn’t going.
Texting seemed best, although it was awkward with rubber-coated fingers. Eva would have preferred he call, but that would have meant a 20-minute-long bitch session he was in no mood to listen to. So he sent a quick “Sorry got 2 cancel 2day. Will make it up 2 u promise.” She took a while to respond, but when she did, to his relief, it was to say “Thats ok, know u don’t like this kind of thing,” which was much better than he expected. He sent back “Thanks, ur the best” in appreciation.
Then it was a scrounge for breakfast – food was running low; he would need to grab some groceries soon. Preferably downtown, far away from home. There were no visitations from muscle-bound deities, so he was on his way by noon.
Video: Alexei at Dream Boy Bondage
Roommate Tickle Wager: Craps You Lose
By Jack
My roommate Zack and I, just before he moved back to the midwest to a different college, used to hang in the living room, drinking sherry (of all things) and shooting craps. We were way into it, and would have some fierce, marathon games, sometimes lasting until dawn. We sorta played by Hoyle, but some rules we made up as we went along. We were very competitive, really rubbed it in when the other guy lost. Zack was especially sadistic when I lost, calling me a wuss and a loser and stuff. We played with stacks of nickels, and the game was over when one guy won all the other guy’s nickels.
Now, Zack is very ticklish, but only his armpits. He is a muscular, wiry guy, 5’8″, 150#’s, smooth, clean-shaven, real handsome, with several tats. Very tough, hot, macho little 24 y.o. dude. Smooth, muscular chest, light wisps of blond hair in his armpits. Hated being tickled. No, I mean really HATED it. Used to tell me horror stories about his baby-sitter tying him up with electrical cord and tickling him until he pissed himself. Also, about his mother and older sister pinning him down with his arms over his head and tickling his armpits until he was screaming and crying. I listened to his stories with mock dread, and always seemed to feel sorry for him. So, yeah, I knew he was ticklish. And I knew he hated it.
But I also knew what a prick he was when I lost to him at craps.
Lots of ways to get started with chastity play
Cop hazing
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Update on the Metalbond Prison Library
Hey fellow prisoners,
Just an update that there are LOTS more gay bondage stories coming to the Metalbond site. There will be new chapters of some long-running stories — and some brand new ones by long-admired authors, plus some new authors as well. So keep checking back often.
There are a couple important things about the Prison Library to keep in mind, though:
First, for those of you who are into the new “VRansomwear” story by POW, I want to warn you that an upcoming chapter of this series is about to get VERY heavy — in fact, it might be too intense for some readers. This particular upcoming chapter will come with a “read at your own risk” warning, but I wanted to also warn you guys well in advance about this one.
Secondly, I have mentioned this before and I will say it again. For best results, it is recommended that you be locked in some form of restraint, or have someone else locked up, while you are reading stories in the prison library. Handcuffs, leg cuffs, darbies, cages, collars, or chastity devices of any kind — even a simple cup jock — are all acceptable forms of restraint. (The prisoner shown above is properly attired.) This important policy is in effect for everyone’s safety and enjoyment.
—Metal
Pictures and video: Jared uses a dildo on Michael DelRay
Check out what Jared does to Michael DelRay at Dream Boy Bondage:
Yesterday, Michael DelRay pumped out a huge load of cum and was left chained to a concrete pillar overnight. Today, he is bent over a padded horse, wearing nothing but his designer jock. The whips and dildos that will be used on him sit just feet away, constant reminders of why he is bent over and bound. “You fuckin faggot,” Michael mutters when Jared enters, wondering out loud whether he should whip or fuck his slave. The answer, of course, is both. Jared smacks Michael’s ass with the leather spanker, then rips off his jock and violently fucks his pretty, pink asshole with a nasty dildo, making the captive scream bloody murder. Then he repeats the whole process, this time with a much nastier split-head spanker and an ever more brutal fucking.
Here’s a free video clip that looks awesome in full-screen mode:
See more like this at Dream Boy Bondage
