By rts
Today my ultimate bondage fantasy will be realized. I am standing in the workshop of this custom body armor fabricator. Laid out on his workbench are the pieces of my new suit of steel armor that he has made to measure for me. It has been designed so that my entire body will be fully encased in the heavy steel, which will be bolted and locked on me, impossible for me to remove. He will keep control of the keys.
By Marknorth
I laughed the first time someone called them aquariums. I had always thought of them as display cases but, since the occupants were alive, I guess “aquarium” fit better. I wouldn’t have argued too much anyway, I never wanted to offend any of my clientele – especially in the VIP rooms.
By Paul
Hi Metal, I thought I’d share this with ya, something you might enjoy. I’ve recently just came home from a vacation in Los Angeles and while there I got to experience some cage time. Not much, granted, but some.
The first was at the Rough Trade store, they have a cage at the bottom of the stairs on the ground floor, and I was able to sit into this. WOW!! What a rush!! Once the door was closed over (it wasn’t locked), and I could take in the whole environment, I found it a very thrilling and very arousing experience.
By Marknorth
They had asked me to house sit for them at their new place so that they could take a trip over to Italy and maybe look for a Villa in the hill country. I had house sat for them before and they paid well, so i was happy to oblige.
I was on summer break and didn’t have to start my internship until almost the end of August, so I had plenty of time. John and Tim were partners and had lived together for almost 6 years. They really were a perfect couple – handsome, fit, and (for best for me) wealthy.
By Collector2
I can hardly wait for the courier to leave so I can open the package that he has just handed me. The formalities of receiving the parcel seem to go on forever but, finally I am alone. With trembling hands I tear the wrapping paper off the box and struggle to break the tape sealing it. It resists my efforts till I grab a knife from the kitchen and carefully cut it. As the box opens a strong smell of rubber assails my senses. I plunge my hands into the cool rubber’s soft caress and slowly lift it out of the box.
By Clyde
Part One
Back in the day of phone line hook ups, when the internet was still just a gleam, I had been chatting with this guy who sounded very hot but something didn’t feel exactly right so I had never arranged the final hook. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but my instincts told me to steer clear. Sure enough, I was talking to a bud about him when my friend figured out that he knew this boy and his less than stellar reputation (only took one day and some amateur sleuthing to be absolutely sure). My wanna-be trick worked for a brokerage downtown, loved taking cock in his ass, mouth and throat and promised to be a real pig, but played it very straight in public, even going so far as to harass the out gay guy in his office.
Wish Me Luck
By DCKidnap
We had experimented with chastity before. Tim wasn’t my Sir, more like a close friend and part time Sir. When we played I was defiantly the boy. He knew about my strong interest in long term chastity, and had kept me locked for as long as a month in an access denied belt we split the expense on a year earlier.
One night we were out at dinner and he asked, “How would you like to take this interest of yours to a higher level?”
Editorial note from Metalbond: Everyone has to make their own decisions in terms of what they consider safe play. In my opinion it is NEVER a good idea to leave someone gagged while alone. Having said that, I hope you enjoy the narrative below, which was sent from Master Jack over at Bondagezine.
Black Solitude II
By PFC Pflege
Part 1
I wrote an account of Black Solitude and how I was tested to my limits by the long hours of being hogtied, gagged, and hooded, totally alone in complete blackness for a couple of days.