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The Man in Black

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By Straitjacketed

It’s not true to say I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I agreed to this challenge. The terms were loose, but I agreed that you could include any amount of the sort of heavy, shiny clothing we both like to wear: you would then restrain me in it in some way. I’m always torn by the urge to enjoy whatever predicament I’m placed in and the urge to escape from it: the fetishist in me wants to luxuriate, but my inner escape artist – my inner Houdini – is always looking for the ways out, the ways to unfasten, slip or break my bonds, always taking notes…

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Training Property – Part 2

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By ty dehner

The cop car came to a halt and I heard the Cop exit out of the car with the door slamming shut. I could hear a garage door closing and then the door open above my leather bagged head. He cut the cable ties that held my feet and cuffed hands together. Grabbing me by the shoulder of the jacket he slid me across the seat. He was strong as he held me off the ground until my feet could make contact with the concrete floor. I struggled to gain some balance as he quickly turned me and marched me quickly out of the garage and up a flight of stairs.

A door was opened before me and I was dragged into a room. I couldn’t see a thing but I just cooperated with whatever he wanted me to do. He stopped quickly and both hands grabbed my shoulders as if to place me. He let go and I could hear him move about the room. It was faint with the leather bag increasing the sound of my breathing.

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Group Torture Trap

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By Jamie and Dean

When Jamie arrives he is to sign the contract within 5 minutes of arriving.

As soon as he has finished signing the contract he must be picked up and put face down on the bondage table. Ensure he is in the correct position. Place his neck in the neck stock and padlock closed. Now fasten his wrists to each leg of the table using the padded metal manacles that are bolted to the front two legs, and padlock securely closed. Then place his ankles in the stocks bolted to the end of the bondage table, and padlock closed. You must now start to strap his legs, arms and body securely down to the table using the metal straps and secure each one with a padlock.

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Copdar – The Submissive State Trooper

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By Cuffsandcops

During the early part of my 20s, I spent a lot of time on various websites and in chatrooms figuring out who I am and what I like. It was in these forums that I discovered my Copdar. This is a story of an officer who made it blatantly obvious who he was and what he liked. I regularly checked into chatrooms that were within a reasonable driving distance from my home. While in a room that was 2 hours away, I noticed a screen name with the words bound, cop, and some number that I cannot recall now. I immediately struck up a conversation with him.

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Vacation

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By JR

From my previous accounts, you will know that my boyfriend and I have developed a serious power play dynamic, which did not occur until a couple of years into our relationship.  I always had a strong desire to be bound and punished, and eventually awakened a dominant side of David that continues to blow my mind.  He keeps me in a steady rotation of chastity devices, overnight bondage scenes, and just plain hot sex.  Occasionally we play with others, but mostly we enjoy finding ways to be creative in our sexual pursuits together.  Our last vacation got creative.

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Held prisoner

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By Straghtjacket

It was a while ago that I responded to an ad in Drummer Magazine. The bondage toy market wasn’t nearly as expansive as it is now and men didn’t talk much about safe words, at least not the guys I hung out with. Well, some did have safewords and that was a distinguishing characteristic between “serious” men and players. I came out to old guard men who taught me the ropes. I was a bottom and essentially a slave to everyone. I had to work my way from being scum to finally earning my leathers.

I was held prisoner by two guys that looked like hairy bearded red necks. They were just as likely to drink a coke in the bars as they were to drink booze. They were the first tattooed men that I had known at the time and they always smelled of cigar smoke.

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Training Property – Part 1

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By ty dehner

Most evenings, with winter setting in, I walk back from Starbucks as darkness falls. I enjoy my few hours at Starbucks working on my writing and sometimes exploring new music and movies that are going to be released. On my walk home I pass by the city police stations and often see them coming and going to their patrol cars. A few of them look damn handsome in their dark uniform, and now that it is colder they wear their jackets over their shirts and heavy Kevlar vests. Sure I have a few thoughts of how I would like to serve a Cop Boss one day. I need that type of structure and control in my life, and I have a feeling there are several that would keep me well under their control.

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A Visit to Serious Male Bondage

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By Mikey

They freed me from the neoprene sack, after struggling so much, I was covered in sweat and drool from the gag, but very happy and turned on. Mark had set up a standing metal cage in the corner closet, so Dalton grabbed a Mr. S leather straightjacket, and they put me in it, wearing nothing by my Wescos. Daddy Tony strapped it up nice and tight too, making sure the sleeve buckles went underneath the loops on the side of the jacket, and cinching up the strap on the forearms nice and tight!

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