This Friday May 26 at Rockbar
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Farewell to a friend who left this world far too soon
It is with great sadness that I learned of the passing of a kind and gentle soul recently.
I knew Ray for many years as a play partner and friend. He was a member of the Delta Brotherhood and of Chicago Hellfire. Always an adventurous kinkster, he let me take pictures of him for the Metalbond site on numerous occasions over the years. He was loved by family and friends and is dearly missed.
Just Go With It – Part 1
By ty dehner
Just go with it.
That was the text I received as I was walking home from the bus stop after work. I waited for another but there wasn’t one.
“???” I replied in the text, but there was no reply.
The text came from my ex. He had moved out of the area 4 years ago and we called it quits but remained friends online. Back East he had gotten in with a group of gay kinky cops and on occasion shared some of their adventures with me. There was one guy that seemed to be the leader that was intense in what they did to their captives. The lead one even had a full-time dog that he kept in full heavy leather. The dog didn’t work and lived most of its time in a cage.
I never really got into the dog scene that guys seem to go for. I’m older and I felt it was a younger guys thing. I was more traditional leather, biker, or rubber gear and being a slave or owned object.
Arriving at my home, I entered the front door and began my routine of getting casual and fixing dinner. As I cooked and ate I kept thinking back to that text, what the hell did it mean? I haven’t been playing much in the past couple of years focusing more on work. Plus, hadn’t found anyone that was aggressive and confident of my ex. He knew what he wanted and he had no qualms of doing it with me. He really controlled his world and me. He left to deal with some family issues and just never returned.
Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 09
By Greg Alexander
With the mud rides finally over, I was hauled back into the frat house after being thoroughly rinsed off, like a dirty piece of livestock, by a high pressure hose in the yard.
By this point, I had accomplished the truly remarkable task of accumulating no fewer than 273 demerits, all marked down in tidy bunches of five on the big white board. I wondered what exactly the consequence of having so many demerits would be. It wouldn’t take me too long to find out.
It was late, and most of the pledges and frat boys were drunk enough and tired enough that they were finally through abusing me, at least for the night. As the large crowd of frat boys dispersed, Trevor and Bryce came over and picked me up on either end of my body. Of course, needless to say, I was still bound and tied up from head to toe.
“Hey,” Trevor said in a deep voice. He was talking to Shane, the pledge ring leader. “You wanna come do this with us?”
“Sure!” Shane’s voice was eager.
Mummified and boxed
Show me your fist mitts
Video: Solitary confinement project last 4 hours
Here’s a follow-up posting to that solitary confinement project video I posted a few days ago. In this video, you see the last FOUR HOURS of the guy’s voluntary stint. Metalbond reader Phil recommends fast-forwarding to the 1-hour-32-minute and the 2-hour-13-minute marks – “to see the hot correctional officers looking into his cell, smiling and waving at him while he’s locked up.” They also appear at the very end.
