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A Week in Chains – Part 4

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By asiancuffs

Part 4 – Suspended shackling and slept out night

The clanking sounds of chains woke me up and to tell the truth, I didn’t really want to get up at all. I took my dried socks with me to the stream for our washing like yesterday. I put on the dried socks before breakfast. The food was the same like yesterday. No new instructions were given to us. Eric was released and joined with Vincent and he told us that having his hands shackled above his head supporting the body weight was terrible. We took our tools and proceeded to the unfinished walking path. When I started to walk with William to our working site, I was stopped by a guard and was ordered to follow him. I don’t know why and followed his instruction.

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A Week in Chains – Part 3

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By asiancuffs

Part 3 – First Day of the Chain Gang

The night was long and my sleep was not too good. We were woke up when the light shined into the room from the barred windows. I don’t know the time but I guessed it was about 6:00 – 6:30 am. One guard came into the room and unfastened the long ankle shackle leading chains that hold us together for the night. We were ordered to step down from the bed, put our boots and line up outside the building. The guards passed a 3 feet thin rope to everyone of us and told us to tie one end to ankle shackle’s ‘O’ ring and hold the other end with our hands while we walk.

This can avoid the linking chain dragging on the ground making us easier to walk. We took the same path to the stream watched by 2 guards. It was a lot easier to walk when I hold the connecting chains up from contacting the ground.

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A Week in Chains – Part 2

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By asiancuffs

Part 2 – Chain Gang

The sense of losing track of time made me feel helpless. It was 16:00 when I took a look on the clock hanging on the wall before we left the room. All of us were sitting in the wagon with 2 guards watching us sitting near to the back door. There was a gate between the guards and us. The weather was hot and air circulation was bad as there was only two 6”x6” small windows with iron bars in the inmate compartment. We sweated like just finished diving. The drive was long for the 40 miles and it took 2 hours for that because we were moving slow due to traffic jam in the city.

After we left the city, we were driving on a bumpy road and the air felt fresher. We took turns to peep outside to enjoy the scene on the way. It was very rural with lots of sugar cane and banana trees planted on both sides. Conversations were allowed and we tried to figure out our destiny. We wonder if we were going to be in this restraints for the next few days or not because they were not heavy enough. Chuck told us that according to arrangements, there should be a collar. We also talked a bit about our public arrests. Eric and Vincent were picked up in a street side grocery store when they were getting some drinks. They were surprised and shocked when the cops grounded them, but immediately notice that this was part of the play. Chuck and Daniel were picked up on a street market too. Chuck told us that this public arrest was not arranged beforehand and he liked it very much. We all agreed that this kind of public arrest should be included in the role play because getting arrested and handcuffed in front of a large crowd of audience was fascinating. We don’t think we can try it at home.

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A Week in Chains – Part 1

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By asiancuffs

Background: In the south Pacific in SE Asia, there is a country that made up of thousands of islands – country P. The whole country suffers from the economy downturn so much that people were trying to make money in any way. After the removal of the naval base, some of our marines were still there. Among them, there was a guy (Chuck) into heavy metal bondage and POW programs. After liaisons with the local authorities, he came up with an exciting POW/Chain Gang role play.

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A Novice’s Wish

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By Rubrpig

It was looking to be a boring day, hot and humid, so Trevor was just hanging out at home as it was air-conditioned. The heat wave was getting everyone down as the heat and humidity was making it feel like it was 40c outside. Trevor sat on the couch surfing on the net passing the time. He was looking at what had become some of his favourite sites as he had found himself attracted more and more to sites that featured images and stories about men in leather and heavy bondage. He was surfing through the images of men in leather dominating other men who had been locked into various forms of bondage and restraints. His cock was hard and dripping, his pre-cum forming a wet spot on the pouch of his jock strap.

He had been curious about a site that seemed to be the prime site for men into leather and bondage but he had been hesitant about joining the site, but today he decided that he was going to sign up and see what happened. He logged into RECON and clicked the link to sign up. He completed the profile and uploaded an image of himself in a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans. In his profile he indicated that he was a novice looking to learn and experience his first bondage. He wrote that images of men in leather straitjackets, hoods and in sleepsacks got his dick hard and he was willing to experience it at the hand of someone experienced.

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The Need

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By Slavebladeboi

He grabbed my face with his left hand and pulled it so I was facing straight into his. “You sure you want to go through with this?”

“Yes Sir” I blurted out

He hesitated for a second or two. “Think boi. Remember what we said. Say no and things remain the same between us. I won’t think any less of you and you’re not to think you failed in any way. Say yes and you can scream to the angels, Christ and the fucking gods above, I ain’t stopping till I’ve finished.”

I hesitated for a few seconds.

“Yes or No?”

I looked straight into his large brown eyes that stared straight back at me from under the black leather executioner style hood he wore.

“Yes, Sir.”

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Oiled

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By Bikermike

I wanted to try something new. I contemplated this strange desire while I was hanging naked by my wrists, secured to the rafters in this vaulted old farm building, awaiting Master’s return.

I was mid-thirties, with a gym-toned, defined physique. I had absolutely no trouble in securing (safe) sex through visiting some of the gay clubs in London, Birmingham and Manchester, and of course, through websites like Recon and Gaydar. In fact, I was getting rather bored and craved something different; more perverted.

Yes, I had tried a little bit of BDSM, if you could call being thrashed on my arse by a leather guy a few months ago. While it stung at the time, the effect soon wore off leaving me frustrated. Why didn’t the guy really hurt me? Why did I find the prospect of being soundly thrashed, tortured and humiliated so exciting? These were the “themes” of my wanking fantasies from that day to the present.

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A Day at the Renaissance Faire

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By Rubrpig

Josh and his buddy Marc were not your typical gamers. Both men were tall, athletic and stars on their local semi-pro hockey team. Josh was the starting goalie and Marc was the star defenseman on the team. The team had taken their league championship several weeks prior and the two men were enjoying some well-deserved time off. Both men were huge fans of World of Warcraft, and both had worked through the game and now were highly ranked warriors.

Both men signed out of the game and remained online chatting about what to do over the weekend. Josh mentioned that he had seen an ad for a renaissance faire that was opening on the Friday and it had potential, as there was also an event listing that showed that there was going to be a jousting tournament as a part of the faire. Both men decided it was worth checking out and made plans to hook up the next morning, which was the opening day and head out and check it out.

The next morning, the two buddies hooked up and headed out of town to the site where the Faire had been setup. It was a beautiful warm day and the 90-minute drive went quickly. After arriving, parking and paying for their tickets, the two buddies dressed in tank tops, board shorts and flip flops and their team ball caps on backwards looking like typical jocks wandered through the faire.

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