According to the description the property includes to a 2,500-square-foot jail with nine cells, booking room and half bath! And it’s a steal at $350k!
Details here
UPDATE: Apparently this listing has since been taken down
Roommate Bondage Arrangement – Part 01
By BondageChallengeGames
Either Bryan or I was getting tied up tonight, and if everything went as planned, it wouldn’t be me. I sent my other roommate, Jordan, a text, double checking we were on the same page for tonight, and when he replied with a thumbs up, I got out of my car and walked into my apartment.
My roommates and I have an arrangement. The three of us are gay, fairly kinky, and very open about what we are into. When we realized these facts early on into our lease we decided to make the best of it, and we set up a system so that there’s no shortage of bondage in our home. The system is simple: in the kitchen of our apartment there is a calendar where any of us can write our own name under whichever dates we choose. Any date that your name is written under is a day you have consented to be held prisoner by one or both other roommates. On weekdays this capture could begin any time after you walk in the door after work, and on weekends the time you can be put in bondage begins at 7am. You are freed at midnight, unless you write ‘o.n’ next to your name, which indicates you consent to overnight bondage and won’t be released until 5am the next morning.
Of course, just because your name is written on the calendar for a certain date doesn’t necessarily mean you will spend the night tied up at your roommates’ mercy, it just means you could spend the night tied up at your roommates’ mercy. Often any or all of us will sign up as willing for a particular date with the full intention of trying to fight our way out of bondage, resist each other, or get our other roommates locked up before they can lock us up. The hard and fast rule is that only people whose names appear under a day’s date can be tied up on that day, but beyond that it’s anyone’s game.
A forced workout challenge with painful stakes for the loser
This is a preview from a shoot at DaddysBondageBoys.com featuring Colin Steele and Jessie Balboa.
In this shoot, the first training exercise is grueling to both Jessie and Colin. Their fronts are filled with dozens of clothespins on a string, as they balance a glasses of water on heavy weights. The loser gets the string pulled.
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Title of this shoot: Exercise Gets Hard, Part 2
The Kidnapper
By Kidnappedboi
Author’s Note: This story is a work of fiction, but is inspired by the work of a fantastic Dominant Top based on the South Coast of England, JamesbondageSX. This story is rooted in fantasy, and both SIR and i believe in explicit and enthusiastic consent in all aspects of kink and sex.
To reflect my submission to SIR, all pronouns relating to me are in lower case, all referring to SIR in upper case.
CHAPTER ONE
“WANTED: KIDNAP VICTIMS”
The profile blurb almost said it all – unlike so many other profiles on Recon, this one didn’t bother with excessive text, or even too many pictures. Instead, it got straight to the point with a list.
“ME:
- Experienced Kidnapper
- Superior Being
- Brutal Skinhead
- Your Worst Nightmare
Victims:
- inferior fag trash
- worthless bootlickers
- warm fleshlights
- future gimps and prisoners
If you meet My expectations, expect to be abducted, abused, and disposed of. Tears are non-negotiable. Suffering guaranteed.
SIR”
The bad inmate gets punished
Check out scenes from this newly added video — “The Bad Inmate Gets Punished” — at Men in Chains:
This video is now available at Men In Chains
The guard in this video is Dart_Tech
Fun face masks
Check out these fun face masks available from Sinvention:
Get these — this plus tons of bondage gear — at Sinvention!
My Stay at Franklin County Historic Jail
By Johnny Utah
I was in jail.
My guess it was between 3 and 4 in the morning. There is a courthouse nearby with an old-fashioned clock that sounded the hour, but I didn’t I remember hearing the bell.
I had finished pissing as quietly as I could in our cell’s piss bucket. I adjusted my orange boxers and snapped up the bottom snaps of my orange jumpsuit. I gingerly shuffled to my bunk. All prisoners wore leg irons, even at night and they could make a racket. I didn’t want to wake my cellmate. We had been moved around the three available cells during our stay, so we had different cellmates, or were alone in solitary. Tonight, my cellmate was Ryan. Ryan is a well-built North Carolina guy a bit over six feet tall. He had half of a thin gray blanket over him from the waist up. It was the start of a hot July, but our cell was exposed to the full blast of the cellblock air conditioner. We both slept in our orange jumpsuits.
Punishment Cell at the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp – Part 03
By Jockboy
My obedience level was improving, but not fast enough to satisfy my captor, a former Marine Corps Drill Instructor who told me he hated “cocky pussy boy jocks” like me. Those were the first words out of his mouth after he overpowered me when I was out on my morning run 6 hours earlier, stripped to my practice shorts, jock, socks and running shoes.
A lot had happened since then. Now I was naked and shackled in the front leaning rest outside the punishment cell at the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp, with a shock collar around my neck. Ahead of me was electrified barbed wire I’d have to crawl under to get to the dungeon, where I was due for a welcome beating, a forced workout and hogtie in a cage.
And all this was before my formal intake with a strip search, medical, forced shaving and haircut, and delousing.
I’d just made the mistake of dripping pre-cum without authorization — for the second time.
Continue reading Punishment Cell at the Citadel Correctional Boot Camp – Part 03