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The Stag Night

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By NWsubguy

The stag week had been going better than expected. Ben, the guy a week from marriage, had been having a great time enjoying the last few days of freedom in Amsterdam. Even I had managed to put an ill-advised night between myself and his fiancée out of my mind, at least enough not to give away what had happened to Ben.

All in all there were 5 of us and the week had been spent mainly drinking and exploring the seedier areas but on the last night the best man Mark had suggested visiting a fetish club that he thought would give Ben a suitable send off into married life. I’d had one or two sessions of being loosely tied up but had never really got into it and considered myself fairly vanilla so I had no real idea what to expect from the night but was willing to give it my all in an effort to keep Ben happy.

From the outside the club seemed like any other. There were a couple of bouncers at the front of a pretty large queue made of people in both normal night out clothes and some others in more extreme, and often revealing, outfits. I started to head to the back of the queue but Mark stopped me and said that he’d called ahead and got our names on the list so we could go straight in which, considering the cold weather, seemed like a definite blessing. We all gave all our names to the bouncer and they just nodded as each of us went in but as I went past one patted me on the shoulder and said “hope you enjoy your time here” to which I just replied “thanks” and hurried to get in. Looking behind me on the way down the corridor I saw the 2 bouncers laughing to each other over something.

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Punishment and Presents — Woof Woof!!

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By Paul

The morning started off with some punishment for me. Sir strapped me down to the bed with e-stim straps around my cock and balls and another strap across my ass. Using his PrisonGuard program, I was subjected to e-stim punishment for the best part of an hour. PrisonGuard was in control … It worked in two modes … Punishment mode and rest mode. In rest mode there was no power being supplied to the e-stim box, and I could rest in my spread eagle position. In punishment mode, PrisonGuard would randomly send power to either the straps around my cock and balls, or the strap across my ass, or BOTH!! I can honestly say, the e-stim to the cock and balls was the toughest to cope with, be it on its own or in conjunction with power being sent to the ass strap. When power was sent to the ass strap alone, I could endure it better but it was still intense!

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PrisonGuard would randomly pick how long it would spend in each mode. So at one point I had about one minute in rest mode followed by nine minutes in punishment mode!! As I lay on the bed, when the hood wasn’t on, I could see the countdown on the screen as each mode played out. It seemed to take forever for the punishment modes to pass, but the rest modes would fly by really quickly. As the final ten seconds of rest mode counted down, I would brace myself knowing that once that counter hit zero, something in my pants was about to get fried! During the whole punishment session, Sir sat on a chair, or on the bed next to me, watching his Boy being punished, and sometimes offering me a pat on the head for some reassurance from him … Woof Woof!!

This afternoon there was a knock at a door, and Sir got a nice big box in the mail. It was a present he had treated himself to for his birthday, something he has had his eye on for years and always wanted … It was the Mr. S Leather Deluxe Leather Sleepsack Fetters USA!

Sir has had his eye on this for years, and he decided it was time he got it, and Woof Woof does he love it!! He got it with all the optional attachments on it, and it’s a very professional piece of kit indeed! Once we had time to examine it, it was time to give it its initial test run. I put him into it and zipped it closed around him and then strapped him shut into it. The interior is leather lined, making it a very snug fit, and the build quality is so good that he said it’s very comfy, snug and escape proof! This is just our initial test run of the new sleepsack, and right now, as I type this, I can hear Sir snoring away like a content bear fast sleep in his sack. WOOF!!

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And if you look to the left of that picture, you can just see the corner of our cage where I am locked away just about every night after dinner. I very much enjoy being locked in this cage, because it is right beside my Sir’s bed, just where Sir’s Boy should be … WOOF WOOF!!!

Get the sleepsack here

Metal would like to thank Paul for this report, and for the pictures!

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Football Season

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By Mister-X/Spartan

My partner and I are both fans of professional football. We share a house. We are also both bondage switches, about the same size. We both played football in high school but were not good enough to be on our college team, and have kept in shape since. A few years ago we hit upon the idea of using fantasy football in combination with our bondage desires. This worked sort of okay, but was difficult, due to the unpredictability of the various players and the various games. We would need some way to add or subtract players during the season, and what with our work, this got to be time consuming. But during the drafting of the players it became clear that I was a fan of National Football Conference teams, whereas my partner was a fan of American Football Conference teams.

One thing led to another, and we decided a couple of years ago to change from fantasy football to inter-conference games to decide who won each week’s match between us to decide who would restrain the other.

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The Edge – Chapter 06

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By Steellock

Matt awoke and knew it was late, he had told himself to sleep in on that particular Saturday morning. He knew that there would not be much sleep that night!

Jim had told him the previous weekend that there was to be an open house at the store. Jess had been particularly exited. “Fucking epic,” was his was of putting it. The store opened late into the night to the leather community. Guys would come and have fun, trying the equipment, being given demos if they were up to it! That is what Jess loved so much, a queue of guys wanting to try the stuff!

Also there would be another challenge in the cellar to all comers. Matt new that he was not ready yet, only a few months had passed and he was well short of taking that amount of punishment.

He stretched under the covers, feeling his body as it woke up. The bruises from last week had now just about gone. It had been a punishing couple of days; he had gone further into the whip than ever before and was now up to 30 strokes at a time. With Jim coming back down the stairs several times to start the session again. He was becoming totally reliant on Jess afterwards to let him down, both physically and mentally as he rubbed life and blood back into Matt’s punished shoulders, butt and chest. Jim seemed to have a particular liking for Matt’s abs. Jess too for that matter. Matt really wished Jim wouldn’t. They seemed to take a disproportional amount of the session. On the other hand, if that kept Jim happy then what the hell.

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The Edge – Chapter 05

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By Steellock

Matt awoke to near darkness again. He could hear his own breathing but muted, it was getting faster but memory came back and he calmed down. It must be late Sunday afternoon.

Sitting up he ran his hands over his chest and body, feeling the stiffness and sore marks from the whipping this morning. Strangely though after the massage he felt loose and his skin glowed. Then he felt over the thick leather ‘Sci fi’ hood on his head. It was becoming normal; funny how you can adapt to things. His feelings of being enclosed and trapped by it were going and he now felt it to be warm and reassuring with it’s tight grip. His fingers touched the padlock at the neck and he felt his cock twitch; it was really quite horny being locked in. He could see in the dim light as it filtered through the pinprick holes over each eye. That he was also getting used to and barely noticed it this morning.

The door opened and Jess came in grinning. ‘You awake boy?’ he asked and Matt slid off the bench and slowly stretched. Jess just stood enjoying the view! Then he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Matt and hugged him.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 2

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By Mister-X/Spartan

Finally one of the guys came up to me and took out my gag. Before I could say anything he said, “Where have you taken our cattle?”

I replied, “If you trace whose car that is you can find out who’s doing this. It’s not me.”

That stopped them. Finally one of them said, “Clem, you stay here with this guy and we’ll go find out whose car this is. In a place this small someone must know.”

So I was kept there, sitting on my horse with that noose pulled tightly around my neck. Clem was the guy who first had made the remark about hanging me. After the others had left, I looked at Clem and saw him get a gleam in his eye. He first gagged me better. Then he went over to the other end of the rope, undid it from the trunk, and pulled it tighter. I was barely able to sit in the saddle it was pulled so tight. I was making noise into my gag.

He then came back over to his horse, got back on, and reached down to start stroking my cock. I hadn’t realized in all this that it had gotten hard and erect. While he was doing this, Clem looked me in the eye and drawled, “It’s going to be a little while before the others get back, so we may as well have ourselves a little fun. I just hope nothing spooks that horse of yours. That would be mighty unfortunate.” He started chuckling at that thought. I was sweating bullets at that thought.

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Summer at the Ranch – Part 1

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By Mister-X/Spartan

The spring term at college was coming to an end. We were all looking forward to the summer break. My roommate was from a ranching area, and he had invited me to spend the summer helping out at his ranch. I’d never been on a real ranch before and was looking forward to it.

I was secretly turned on by bondage, but had never let anyone else know that. I certainly kept that from my roommate, as well as everyone else. Even when I was living at home I made sure to keep that from everyone else. My home was on the other side of the country. My roommate’s home was several hundred miles away. I would be riding with him in his pickup.

Finals over, I realized that most of my things would not be suitable to take with me to his ranch, so I rented a temporary storage space and put them in. I was only going to take my few suitable clothes, jeans, a couple of western shirts, underwear, my leather jacket, as well as my normal shaver, toothbrush and paste, deodorant, nothing much. I realized I was going to need to do some shopping to get some more suitable clothes.

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They came for me in the middle of the night

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By Strappeddown

They came for me in the middle of the night. I didn’t believe it would happen. I couldn’t believe that this was real. It happened so fast. Someone shouted orders, and the lights flipped on, arousing me from a deep sleep. I was groggy and confused, blinded by the sudden brightness, and overcome with a rush of fear induced adrenaline as I realized they were coming for me.

They wore identical black uniforms, like a police SWAT team. Their faces were covered with hoods and goggles, and their torsos were thick and padded with riot gear. In the time it took me to open my eyes and sit up, they had surrounded my bed. I was slow to think. I didn’t react. I just sat there in disbelief. I could feel my heart beat, like it would burst from my chest. THUMP…THUMP…THUMP. I tried to cry out, perhaps to scream, but I somehow couldn’t vocalize, nothing would come out.

Then they were on the bed with me, their bulky gear engulfing me. They were close enough for me to see their eyes through their goggles. Their gloved hands grasped my ankles and knees and arms and shoulders and I was pushed down into the mattress.

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