By Construction Worker
Stuck again.
It seemed like EXACTLY what I wanted…. what I fantasized about. Now all I can do is calm myself to keep the heat from building and becoming suffocating. But if I do that, I lose the hormones that allow me to withstand being locked in with no say on when I get out.
By Matt
Hey Metal,
I look over to your site anytime I want to get off. I’m done looking through several different pornographic sites trying to find just what will do it for me, it’s all in one place on your blog.
Anyway, you recently wrote that you wanted your readers’ chastity stories, so here goes:
A few years back, I met this super hot man on a gay cruise.
By Richard Hunter of Mr S
This Hot Young Muscle Stud, full of sexual energy, agrees to let me put a serious chastity device on him. He is told he can only cum when I let him … only when I want to play with his dick. He can never touch his own dick again. It’s just for me.
He thinks it’s only a game at first … this will be kinda fun. He wants to cum every day … after all he’s been used to jerking off when ever he wanted to before.
Not anymore!!
By Houdini1961
Well, I finally had my overnight bondage scene. I was edgy and excited about it all day long. I kept looking at the clock, thinking to myself … “in 7 hours I will be bound up with no way out,” “in 5 hours I will be bound up,” etc.
I tested the timer that would turn the light on at 9 a.m. over and over again.
By Rob
Everyone, especially those of us who are into kink like leather, rubber, bondage, SM or any of its derivatives, has a particular set of fantasies that usually evolve from experience to the nest. There are those fantasies that persist even after experience or multiple similar experiences.
By old boy bill
Chapter 1: Finally Meet
We/we had corresponded on recon and aol for several weeks. Apparently what HE wanted and what I needed were dead on. He said He had strong need for control. As a boi-slave, I needed to be controlled. He got hard inflicting pain. I needed pain. He got turned on by bondage. I crave bondage, not symbolic or fake, but real straps, a real straight jacket, inescapable until He lets me out.
By Rich
In September of this year, on a cold afternoon, I decided it was too cold to ride my regular motor unit, a BMW r1150p, and decided not to change out of my uniform and just jump into a patrol vehicle. I’ve been an officer with the California Highway Patrol for 8 years and a motor unit for 4 years. It’s the best job in the world and I can’t think of doing anything else.
By slaveboi and MasterBooted Dom
I relaxed a bit. I couldn’t move apart from wriggling my fingers and blinking, but I managed to relax somehow. I was tied face down on the bench. Upper arms, wrists, thighs and ankles were strapped tightly to the four legs whilst my lower back and neck were strapped to either end of the flat surface.
