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ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 02

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By Nitro

Jake:

As Ian starts to go down, I guide him backward toward a chair that I had maneuvered behind him. This really was too easy. I’ve been waiting to get him in my trap for a while now — and he just fell right in like a spider in a web. He just went under briefly, so he isn’t going to be out for very long. As soon as his ass hits the chair, I get to work with the straps binding him to the chair. His arms pulled behind him fit nicely in the grooves in the chair. His shoulders are going to be aching really badly after this. Sounds to me like we have tomorrow’s gym routine decided.

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Edge Device – Part 2

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By Strappeddown

Tuesday and Wednesday seemed normal considering the insane weekend I had experienced. The cup was easy to maintain, comfortable and pretty much low maintenance. I had to sit to pee, which took a little getting used to. The urine would pour out of the hole in the bottom of the cup. There was something about the experience that was humiliating despite it happening within the privacy of the bathroom stall.

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Self-Bondage Camping Trip

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By surfbot

Author’s note: This is not a story, it is a true and accurate report of how I spent four interesting days last week. Ever since reading a book in which the hero gets kidnapped and handcuffed naked to a tree, I have wanted to try that myself. (Dick Francis, _The_Danger_; yes, this is a mainstream mystery novel.)

Monday

As usual, my camping trip starts with loading gear onto my bicycle and riding to the campground. This time it is 48 pounds of gear and 70 miles — a fine day’s ride. Remarkably, I had a strong favorable wind and made excellent time. This is the Midwest and wind is usually more important than hills.

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Edge Device – Part 1

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By Strappeddown

“I’ve never seen anything like it,” I commented, holding the strange device in my hand.

“It has extremely advanced electronics in it,” Jim told me. “I have tested it on myself for a few weeks and used it on other boys. It works exactly as advertised — very devious.”

“Does it have a remote control to deliver shocks?” I asked.

“Yes, it can do that — from my computer over there, but that isn’t what I mean. You’ll see if you want to give it a try.”

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Keeping a Prisoner – Part 1

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Extensive jail work or an elaborate dungeon is not necessary to keep a man prisoner. It can be done quite effectively with a sturdy chain, a couple of padlocks and a good, solid post to which to attach it. The article that appears below, “Keeping a Prisoner,” is from the archives of Dungeon Master magazine (issue 42), and it is posted here with permission. Comments from the original editor — Zerotaf, also known as “TAF” — are in parentheses.

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MCP Treatment Facility

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By MarkNorth

The following is a fictional tale centered on an actual stay at “Men’s Central Prison” in Southern California in early July. The storyline is part of the fantasy role-play that encompassed the visit; but all of the bondage scenes described are real. The Officers at MCP are well-versed and well-equipped in bondage and role-play, which allowed me to drift into the desired “headspace” rather easily. Thank you to Bind, Hawk, and Rob for a great trip!

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Liberated

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By JocKDieseL

I’ve made several references to the time when I was 19-20 years old and lived a 24-7 Dom/sub lifestyle with John, the man I called my “handler.” I’ll write more about him and our time together, but I wanted to give everyone a reality check on that situation.

Yes, I had some amazing experiences. I felt like a rock star with all the attention paid to me. I was groomed for performance like an athlete or a racehorse. I was worked out, nearly naked almost all the time, measured biweekly and my progress monitored. I was told what to eat, when to sleep, and how to behave. I was dressed in great clothes by my handler John, and paraded around at parties like a trophy. I was to be the picture of raw youth, John’s “diamond in the rough.” I was charming, deferential, devoted, smart, with just enough dirt under my nails to keep me “in my place,” unrefined and sexy, to impress John’s acquaintances. John was proud of me, and I was proud of myself.

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Vincenzi’s Removals

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By Mister-X / Spartan

The phone rang. I picked it up. “Vincenzi’s Removals.”

“This is a special job.” I recognized the voice as someone I had done business with before.

“Who?”

I was given a name and an address.

“Any special problems? Public official? Wife and kids?”

“No, just a big pain in my ass.”

“You know my terms. Cash only, half up front, half after the job is done.”

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