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26 Hours Locked in a Below-Ground Cell

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Note: this is a re-post of a true bondage story by Bind of Men In Chains, which was previously shared in the Metalbond Prison Library back in 2012. There is video from the experience available at Serious Male Bondage.

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Mark, the owner of several websites including www.seriousmalebondage.com, has a very interesting thing on his back deck that he built.  They call it the “Deck Cell.”  The first time I saw it in person was February 2012.  I was invited to go up to San Francisco to experience some bondage at Mark’s place that we affectionately call the Serious Bondage Institute.  I was given a tour of the place, then we went outside to the back of his house and I saw it.  The moment that I saw the “deck cell” I knew that I needed to be locked in it.

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The Human Hamster: A short Story of Bondage Fiction

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I open my eyes but I cannot see anything.  Am a blind?  I am lying down and just awakened from sleep.  I must have been drugged.  I reach up with my hands and feel solid metal only a few inches above me.  I move my legs and they cannot be moved apart more than about an inch before they hit the edge of the metal cage or box in which I must be in.

It narrows down to the feet like an old coffin.  I am confined in a very tiny space!  Fuck!  I must be buried alive!  I feel a terrible panic and start to struggle and bang on the walls of my enclosure.  It is only eighteen inches high, six feet long and not more than two feet wide at the widest point.  I have a pillow and am resting on a thin cushion.  I am comfortable enough for a confining sleep, but know that if I am buried alive I will soon be suffocating.  I can feel the sweat flow down my face.  I am totally nude.  Everything has been taken from me.  I lay here alone and wonder how long it will take to die.  I am still groggy and I drift back to sleep.

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Getting Tied Up by the Best

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I discovered a man near San Francisco who is known on Recon as Ropetopsfbay. He had fantastic pictures of men whom he had tied up.  The rope work was not just secure looking, but very attractive on the men he tied up.  He taught ropes classes, was published, and had given many demonstrations of his work with men in San Francisco.  The minute that I saw his work, I wanted to be tied up by him.

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My Experience Getting Buried Seven Feet Down in a Backyard

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After months of planning, my friend dug a hole seven feet deep.  The plan was for me to be buried alive in the hole.  I wasn’t sure how he would dig me out, and I wondered why the hole was so deep.  I was starting to wonder if I was going to be buried, or just trapped in the hole and covered with a plywood board or something.  But, knowing my friend and his creativity, I suspected the unexpected.

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Close Calls With Self-Bondage When I Was a Teenager

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I have had several close calls with self bondage.  It is a very dangerous activity.  Here are four times when I was a teenager when I nearly killed myself by accident, or caused serious damage to myself.

 

Story 1:  The Dog Chain

 

We owned the stupidest dog in the world.  It was completely un-trainable.  It couldn’t even learn “sit.”  Every time anyone went into the back yard the dog jumped all over them and sniffed their crotch.

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My Week Locked Up in a U.S. Marshal’s Holding Cell

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I like all forms of bondage. I have very diverse interests, but my favorite kind of bondage is imprisonment that lasts for days. I have a severe prison fixation that I have had to keep under control. In addition to the prison fantasy, I like role plays where I get to become a convicted felon with no freedom or rights, locked up in a cell.  It is a kind of escape from reality being someone who is not like me, playing the bad guy.  I had done some prison scenes lasting up to three days, but I wanted a longer time in lock up.

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