Meeting a Hot New Friend at the Eagle

By Norm

The last thing he remembered was being invited to dinner and drinking a cocktail.

Normally he wouldn’t consider going to an event hosted by a total stranger, but he accepted the invitation from a new hot friend he met at the bar.

It was a great night at the Eagle, geared up in his tight leather uniform, flirting with a hot leather Sir who seemed really interested. Truthfully he was thinking with his crotch not his head as he hopped on his bike and headed out to the secluded home deep in the woods. When the hot leather daddy answered the door, all reason left him.

Now he found himself totally confined. Arms behind his back in some sort of unforgiving shackles, head held in place kneeling with his legs attached to something on the floor. For some reason he assumed he was under a table, mostly because he had bumped his head on the top and he could hear what he thought was the sound of chairs sliding on the floor.

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Chastity Reward at NYBC

By Radon Berg

It was shortly after New Year’s. Derrick and Ken were both still off work. As was typical, Derrick started thinking about that most common of New Year’s resolutions – getting in shape. His job had gotten stressful over the last several years, and his focus on diet and exercise had waned, with predictable outcomes. It wasn’t a problem for Ken, but Derrick didn’t like the “bear cub” look he was developing. Not that there’s anything wrong with bears or bear cubs, it just wasn’t the image Derrick had of himself. So, he re-committed to going to the gym and watching his diet. He figured, based on his research and previous experience in the gym, that it would take about a year to accomplish his goals.

A year seemed like a long time. A lot could happen in a year, so Derrick developed a plan for achieving his goals. The plan consisted of 13 four-week periods. By the end of the thirteenth period he would have achieved his goals. He would look better, feel better, and have more energy – all the positive things associated with getting fit. The plan relied on Derrick maintaining focus and making progress each period towards his goal, and he came up with a way to do that.

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The Journey to Hull – Part 2

By Wakeysub

Marking

He walked round in front of me and for the first time I saw my abductor. The first thing that struck me was the fact that he was dressed from head to toe in a tailored leather outfit with a peaked cap on his head. I had seen photos of this on his Recon profile, but seeing it in reality was so much hotter. My already aching cock throbbed painfully in its small, tight, constrictive cage.

He smiled as he stood there looking me up and down. He reached and grabbed my nipples, kneading them between his fingers and squeezing them. He seemed to enjoy watching me try to squirm with the noose around my neck.

“For a fat bastard you look good – I’ve got some friends who would love to play with you long and hard. Maybe I should give them a shout and let them have some fun.”

He smacked me hard on the left pec.

“Before we go any further it’s time to mark you up so not even you can forget your new name.”

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Ian Greene: Sex Slave Training

Scroll down for a free, hi-def video preview of this shoot from the men of Dream Boy Bondage. A young man with a lean, muscular body is snatched from the streets of a small Midwestern town. His training as a sex slave begins today.

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Ian is strapped to a weight bench, nearly naked, his cock and balls pulled out of tiny briefs. He will rarely, if ever, wear more than this for the rest of his life. “Push it!” Jared screams, whipping Ian’s abs and pecs. The captive’s beautiful torso, from cock to neck, is bright red from the whip. He tries desperately to finish the set of 10 reps, but he just can’t do it, so Jared whips him, unrelentingly. Then his trainer switches course, removing his shorts and shoving his dick in the prisoner’s face, then down his throat. “Lick the tip! Now suck it!” Jared screams, whipping the stud for the slightest error. “No teeth!” he screams. This is now Ian’s life: making his young body perfect, offering it to his master willingly and sucking cock on command.

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Bondage stories by PFC Pflege, Mister-X/Spartan and others

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Check out these stories in the Prison Library:

Vasquez by PFC Pflege

PFC Pflege (of blessed memory) is one of my favorite authors. He writes for the Bondagezine site, but Master Jack has graciously allowed this to be shared here on Metalbond.

And here are some other stories:

Bondage Fantasy World (one of many by Mister X/Spartan)

The Box

How to Kill a Superhero: A Gay Bondage Manual

There will be more stories in the coming days and weeks, so keep coming back to check often. If you want to try your hand at writing, let me know.

ALSO, AN UPDATE: I was contacted recently by a Prison Library reader who suggested a number of enhancements, including better navigation between chapters of the multi-part stories. This is very good advice, indeed. But I would have to pay somebody for an update to this site’s architecture, and that could get complicated (and expensive). But meanwhile I have gone in by hand added “click for next part” and “click for previous part” to several of the multi-part stories, including Bondage Fantasy World and its sequel, Another Bondage Fantasy World Client, and The Box — plus to the popular 10 Days in Detention series. So check those stories out and let me know if the flow between parts works better.

Iron

By Bikermike

I parked the bike up just outside the guy’s door and rang the doorbell. I waited for a minute or two and thought, ‘Is he going to answer? Have I wasted a fifty mile journey?’ Then the door opened suddenly.

‘Hello, come in!’ the guy said. I entered and he closed the door. ‘Get your gear off!’ he commanded, ‘I’ll be back in a minute as I need a pee.’ He disappeared into the hallway.

I glanced round the room and noticed a solid wrist and neck bar, standing ominously in the corner, propped against the wall. I took my bike gear off, then my T shirt, pants and socks and stood there completely naked.

The guy returned and said simply ‘Put your wrists up so I can fit the bar!’ I did as I was told and in no time I was fixed in the contraption.

‘Hmm!’ the guy said as his hands explored my chest, nipples and abdomen. ‘Bit hairy! I like that!’ He fondled my hardening penis and cupped my balls in his right hand. ‘You said you liked a bit of tit play. Now tell me what you don’t like!’

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The Journey to Hull – Part 1

By Wakeysub

What follows is a semi-autobiographical account based on a truly life changing role play session with Conradfan who I met through Recon. Before we met I was a lurker where all the action was in my head and I thank him for restraining me tightly and releasing my “inner pervert.” Thank you Conradfan, Sir. December 2016.

Abduction

For years, I had been a lurker on Recon reading profiles and talking to Tops who had profiles which got me excited. Most nights I lay in bed reading profiles with a tight grip on my cock living out my fantasies in my head of what sort of ecstasy I would experience if I only had the nerve to go through with it. Over time I convinced myself that my only sexual contact would be solo and I got more and more used to it. I stocked up on toys and restraint so I could fulfil at least some of my desires to give up control completely to a real Man – but always with me retaining a degree of control.

That all changed one day when I logged on and I had been cruised. I browsed to the profile and read with interest.

Like older (45+) chubby guys. Love to see them wearing suits, uniforms etc. Into bondage. Like to tie such guys up tight so that the abductee cannot move. Can role-play … kidnap, abduction scenes etc.

Something about the advert got me really excited – not sure if it was the age range, the fact that he was looking for chubby guys or the fact that he was offering tight bondage. Anyway, I decided to throw caution to the wind and make contact. We chatted at length and before I knew it we had exchanged phone numbers and I had given him my email address. For some reason, I just trusted this man from the first minute and I knew I was going to go through with this and for the first time ever give up total control to another man.

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