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The Metalbond site now has a new, official chastity slave!

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And his name is Jockstrap!

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You guys remember Jockstrap, the guy who is locked in heavy chains and belts by his personal trainer. Well now, in addition to all is usual locked-on restraint equipment, this captive is now also locked in chastity! A serious locking metal one! And better yet, his trainer says that it will be up to the Metalbond site when (or if) he ever gets released!

If you guys think Jockstrap should stay locked in chastity, please leave comments in the comments section on this post. Yeah, I know we tried this before with another guy — but this time it’s going to be different, and Jockstrap and his trainer, Chris, promise he won’t be getting out of the chastity without permission from Metalbond.

 

In his own words, Jockstrap writes,

Dear Metal,

Finally, the 24/7 lock up has started with yesterday’s session with my trainer in which I was locked in a custom made Walter Goethals heavy chastity belt. My usual rig was applied (the lower belts, one of which, the heavy tool belt, you provided, actually cover the waist band of the chastity belt, meaning it is even more secure.

Usual discipline followed; sets of cane and strap, a LOT of deep heat (or Ben Gay) both cream (what he calls ‘basting the balls’) and spray (to get at my dick thru the holes in the tube) and bollock smacks with various utensils. These hurt more now the balls are effectively locked in place.

We’ve been waiting a while for this to happen, so the first few hours were covered by the fulfillment of all that expectation. But now a day later the reality is starting to kick in. And it’s tough, much tougher than I’d imagined. Don’t get me wrong; the belt is a good fit, no chafing or discomfort, though it’s very tight. The mechanics of hygiene are practical, though it really takes a lot of time and I can see this aspect becoming a genuine chore. Currently, my trainer plans on unlocking me once a week (the same day I’m allowed a slightly less rigorous rig set up) for supervised deep cleaning only. What we agreed from the off is that there will be no touching or stimulating my dick whatsoever.

The tube is big enough for me to feel my dick moving around in there. But there is absolutely no stimulation possible, the metal is way too thick and sturdy.

So this is the beginning of a new and very demanding journey and that’s where you come in, as we’ve discussed. Chris wants you to be the one who – with the help of site visitors – acts as the jailor, rather than him so he can genuinely point to the site and remind me that it’s not him that’s doing this to me, he’s just carrying out a job which needs doing on other peoples behalf.

Hope this is all useful.

Long haul has begun!

—Jockstrap

 

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Thanks, Jockstrap, for your letter and for your pictures! It will be fucking hot as hell to torment you in your new predicament!

 

 

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Chastity Suit – Part 11

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By Rubbag

TRAINING OF UNIT 6 COMPLETED AFTER

3 DAYS 22 HOURS AND 14 MINUTES

CORE BODY TEMPERATURE 26C

CONFIRM

The message flashed once more on the control pad before Augustus pressed the Confirm symbol, letting the pad go blank as he put it to one side. He leaned forward, his elbows onto the desk, his palms pressed together resting against his mouth. According to the time stamp, Unit 6 had been ready since last night, but it seemed churlish after such an effort to rush these last moments. No, he would spend a little time contemplating his triumph.

Two young men, both were strong-willed before their transformation into mindless units, trophies on his wall. They were both in position Storage Mounted 01, heads down, arms tight to their sides, legs together, feet pointing to the floor. The first position of their training is also their last, a symmetry of which Augustus approved.

There is a click as he turns on the recorder.

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Chastity Suit – Part 04

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By Rubbag

He turns to the left, and I follow him away from the cloakroom, away from the exit. The main floor of the club is only some twenty feet across, but it must be more than forty feet high, with the floor suspended midway up. A tube of concrete not a cylinder though, its six-sided, a hexagon. The wall behind me has the door we’ve just come through, then the next wall is open, some kind of alcove or room beyond which we are walking toward. Then beyond, a bank wall, no door this time but a single entrance flanked by two statues and between them stairs leading up higher into the building. Then another room only single shining down there and through sixty degrees and then another flat wall, with stairs leading down. Last and behind us now, the last of the alcoves and then I know what the sound is. The sound of gym equipment in use, the multi-gym equipment with the slotted masses attached, moving up and down their metal rails.

There is the sound of someone working out, but there is something desperate and muffled about it. I turn around trying to see what exactly is going on even as I’m being led away from the source of the sound.

“No, Jed, this way.”

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