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Lucky Prisoner

By slickchaser

I was asked to be a part of a “prison restraint” demonstration amongst a small group of enthusiasts wanting to see what was available. Sent by my friend Gerry, this setup involved no heads-up meeting, only some requests for sizing of various things and a signed waiver. The party was in a countryside home, set up in a black metal building outside the main house. Gerry only informed me I would be handed off to his buddy who simply went by “Sir C,” with the C being for “Captain.” Without divulging too much, he basically explained that captain had been involved in the sales industry for prison restraints, and, now in retirement, he still showcased to casual or serious observers on proper prison “sequencing.” I was told to be ready for mild to wild.

Gerry led me from the car to the building, where inside was Captain and two other aides, whom he didn’t name but told me they would be “heavily involved” with whatever predicaments lied ahead. The building was laid out with dark grey floors and some lights set up on poles and about 10 chairs around. Captain informed me I had to get ready soon as the party in the house would be walking over any minute. No intros, no pleasantries, just ordered to strip, and with the two aides, handed a one-piece orange jumpsuit that, once I had on and zipped up, fit very firm and neat on me. Gerry waved as the two aides finished on me and simply departed behind the main area, sitting on a lone chair as if he signaled “goodbye” to me from afar.

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The Test Guy

By slickchaser

My friend Gerry and I had grown a little apart; from the “first load up” story I still frequented his playroom, and he continued to make me develop with giving blowjobs, being teased and prodded in various scenarios, and learning to love tight and strict bondage as needed. Though I had moved further away, we still would setup occasional meetups, including at a convention where he introduced me to getting measured for my first full latex suit, and a new guy local to him, “Jay” for this story. Gerry insisted I come back around once my suit was done in a couple weeks and visit Jay, he had something new he thought I’d get some joy out of.

We made plans, and about 2 months later I made the trip down. My new black latex suit was shipped directly to Jay’s house, and he and Gerry also had what they called my new “spiked” footwear ready for me. On the day I finally made it to Jay’s our conversations were brief, and there in Jay’s living room, I stripped, and they helped apply dressing lube and on the suit went. Being neck entry, it took some wiggling, but Jay and Gerry were delicate and great helping me wiggle in. They both then gradually applied the shine, and there in this living room with white tile and white walls was me in this totally blacked out second skin. Gerry and Jay both towered over me, they both being 6’ about, me at a lowly 5’7”, even feeling shorter with my shoulder length hair.

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The First Load Up

By SlickChaser

At some point, 27 and dumb, I realized dating wasn’t my thing. I didn’t care for girls, guys or both in a long term relationship in terms of life goals like buying a house, having kids or going above and beyond to look impressive to social media. I did want to experience some levels lf BDSM without the same commitments. Some dabble in one location with a munch group eventually lead to some dabbling with a bi-man (called “Gerry” for this story) after moving to a new location and job.

Gerry responded to some posted messages on a FetLife board post with my new local munch. Over time, I would visit and the order of operation was pretty simple; he would use some bondage gear and his setup mini-dungeon in the 2nd bedroom of his condo while I had to provide something everytime to help elevate the experience. Week one it was a ball gag head harness; week two a zipper PVC hood with only nostril and mouth opening; week three a collar he recommended; week four a new set of leather cuffs; week five a leather chest harness and butt plug harness with various sizes butt plugs. It was week five when the experience became a two sided affair, quite literally.

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