I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard the heavy knock on my door. It was quickly followed by more rapid-fire pounding. My mind was racing as I quickly pulled on a pair of sport briefs and half-jogged to the front door. I had come home early and was hoping to have a nice. quiet Friday night and relaxing weekend.
The door almost flew off its hinges as it was slammed open the moment that I unlocked the deadbolt. I caught a quick flash of uniforms and barely heard the shout of “Police!” as I was thrown against the wall.
Continue reading The Weekend
A few days after the end of the last journey of submission (see “Unexpected Total Control”) I had sent my buddy – he goes by JT – an email expressing my gratitude for the experience. I also explained just how much the journey had impacted me and the degree to which I relished the act of submitting to him and his control.
Continue reading Reduced to Nothing
Well, I decided to do it. Had the weekend free, so it was time to lock myself in. After all, I had “suffered” through a 24-hour session at the hands of a buddy. So why not do it again?
Continue reading 24 Hours in Self Bondage
i have no idea where i have been for the past week – JT finally decided that i needed to be brought into compliance with our contract (see below) and did so in no uncertain terms!
It was a harsh week – he kept me in solitary confinement – what a trip! i am uncertain just what the ramifications will be – but i think all is well so far!
Continue reading Marknorth Goes to Jail
It had to be at least the fourth time, but it might have been the fifth or sixth. I had lost count. It was a Tom “Ropes” McGurk video streaming in a loop from my pay-per-view account. The minutes remaining on my account were slowly ticking down which meant that they would soon be using my debit card to add more.
Continue reading Not Careful Enough
I had been bothering my buddy to get together for some bondage fun for quite awhile – he was the one who locked me in bondage for 24 hours (see A Device for Self-Bondage) but our schedules just never meshed. He travels for work (he’s in sales) and he is on the road probably 3 weeks every month). I told him that the “Lost Identity” story that I wrote was going to be on the Metalbond blog and he should read it again (I had emailed it to him when I first wrote it).
Continue reading Unexpected Total Control
I thought I would share my personal best bondage story and self-bondage technique. Here’s the problem: I live in a rural area and there aren’t too many bondage buddies to be found, making it difficult to be kept as a prisoner on a regular basis. Well, self-bondage is the only option. I am, however, continually frustrated by the fact that I do need to be able to get out of the bonds; making the “scene” somewhat less than “real” for me.
Continue reading A Device for Self-Bondage
My heart was pounding as the plane taxied to the gate. It wouldn’t be very log until I was fully at his mercy and the second thoughts were looming large in my mind. Not that I had any choice but to follow through. I had no return ticket and too little money to even get out of the city at this point. Besides, he had enough humiliating pictures of me that would be posted all over the internet if I tried to avoid the inevitable. I was going to be locked up and under his complete control for the next three days.
Continue reading A Fantasy Revealed