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Caught in the Act

By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90“Hey man, I’m gonna shower. Don’t start the laundry yet.” Tony called down the hallway.

“Got it!” I hollered back.

I sat still, waiting for the sound of running water. Holding my breath. The seconds dragged by, as if time had just stopped. Even my heart seemed to slow…

Until at last the rush of water and the clang of the shower door closing signaled the start. This was the cue I’d been waiting for. Like a racer starting at the sound of the buzzer, I was off. Swiftly and silently like a panther stalking its prey, I was down the hall towards the laundry room in an instant. And there, piled in the hamper was Tony’s laundry. A whole week’s worth of worn gym socks and night shirts just waiting to be savored.

I knelt down, taking a particularly fresh-looking sock and bringing it to my nose.

“Mmmmm…” I could never help the initial moan, nor the swoons I felt when breathing Tony’s sweat and musk. There was a sort of spice to his scent, so masculine. I could detect hints of the trees from the park trail he liked to run through, the funk of his shoes, even a faint touch of the Irish Spring soap he used.

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Enjoying the Flight – Part 2

By Cutieboy90

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Cutieboy90Ding! “The Captain has turned off the fasten seatbelt sign. Please feel free to move about the cabin.”

All around I could hear the clicking sound of the other passengers releasing their seatbelts and some reaching up to collect items from the overhead bins or simply stretching.

“Heheh…” Scott chuckled darkly as he patted my thigh. “Not that you need to stretch after only 15 minutes, but you won’t get to. No chance, no choice.”

My poor dick only throbbed harder, tightly confined in my jockstrap and tight jeans as Scott’s deep whispers flowed into my brain, his words as smooth and sinful as melted dark chocolate.

He was right, of course. I had no freedom, strapped and muzzled as I was. I looked down at the straps the Air Marshall had restrained me with. Thick, wide, lightly padded nylon webbing circled my torso pinning my arms around me like a straightjacket. Another strap ran down the front to connect the body straps to the ankle straps, which kept my legs bent and in a seated position even if there hadn’t been a seat.

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Screwed

By Cutieboy90

cutieboy90“Uhh, are you sure about this?” I asked George for the hundredth time.

George’s scruffy blonde face looked up from the project on his bench. “‘Course I’m sure!” He blew across the surface of the wood, sending a cloud of powdery shavings into the air. “Now I think this’ll do.” He picked up the two blocks from the bench, and walked over to where I stood. I put the sketches down and held my arms out. George placed the blocks over my forearms and inspected the fit.

“Perfect!” He exclaimed. “How does it feel?”

I tried twisting my wrists side-to-side to gauge the clearance. “Yeah, it’s good…” There really wasn’t anything to complain about, no pinching, no tightness.

“Good.” George smiled as he tousled the wood dust out of his hair, and wiped at his brow with a rag. “Well, let’s get you in shall we? Clothes off!”

I began to take my clothes off, George lending an all-too eager hand. I blushed as the back of his hand brushed my skin. I liked George, yes. In fact, I’d always liked him. We’d been friends since we met in high school woodshop. We still made plenty of projects together in his garage-turned-workshop, but nothing quite like this…

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Cutieboy90 gets a new posture collar from Sinvention

Hey prisoners, check this out. Cutieboy90 recently got a new posture collar from Sinvention. He sent these pictures, and he also wrote a product review. See below.

 

Cutieboy90 gets a new posture collar

 

Posture Collar Review – Sinvention

By Cutieboy90

Getting new gear is always exciting. Even more exciting is when said gear meets or exceeds your expectations and you find yourself panting and drooling before you even put it on. This is the case with the posture collar I got from Church of Sinvention.

Based in Stratford, Ontario, Canada, the Church of Sinvention has been handcrafting leather fetish gear since 1998. They offer an extensive product line of bondage equipment, and include many customizable options. Most items require several weeks lead time, due to the manufacturing time of handcrafted goods. However, the high quality is well worth the wait.

I ordered my posture collar in a custom color combination, tan and white. This collar comes standard with one D ring, locking posts, two padlocks, and a tuck loop for the extra strap end. The inside of the collar is completely lined. Sinvention’s attention to detail is incredible.

Out of the box, the collar was wrapped in tissue, and came in a sheer black bag. The two black-finished padlocks were included in their posts. A hand-written thank you card was included from the Mother of Sinvention herself.

After ogling over the fine presentation, the next thing was to put it on! This is a tall posture collar – 4 ½” tall in the front, and 3 ¾” on the sides. Being lined, the inside surface is smooth and soft, and feels very nice to the touch. In addition, the top and bottom edges are rolled over for even more comfort.

The collar is secured with two locking posts at the back, which fit through metal grommets and accommodate padlocks. These grommet holes and locking posts are a very close diameter, which results in almost no play or give. One thing to be mindful about is that the tight clearance can also make lining up the posts with the holes a little challenging if you’re fastening the collar on yourself.

I am always amazed at how comfortable Sinvention’s products are, this collar being no exception. Having worn it for two hours before writing this review, I’ve felt no discomfort of any kind from the collar. It is a product that was very thoughtfully designed and tested, in addition to being well crafted. Of course comfort is an important aspect to look for in gear for long-term scenes or sessions, so that is one thing I am very happy about.

Don’t let the comfort fool you though! It’s soft to the skin, but the English bridle leather is seriously durable and unyielding. Again, this choice of material is another testament to the product’s purpose — that is, bondage. Made by some serious, experienced kinky minds, and surely appreciated by the like!

As you can see in the pictures, I’ve got my posture training underway! And Sinvention’s posture collar is the perfect equipment to do that with for years to come! Many thanks to Julie, Mother of Sinvention for an exquisite product, and first-class customer service!

Posture Collar Review - Sinvention

 

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Enjoying the Flight – Part 1

By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 hinged handcuffs“Enjoy your flight!”

Right, because there’s much to enjoy about being stuffed like a sardine in a flying aluminum can for five hours… I take my bags and ticket toward the security line. The one enjoyable thing about the airport at 4am, is how fast the lines go. If there’s a line at all.

“Place any electronics larger than a cell phone in the bins… Shoes off. Coats off. Empty your pockets.”

“Nice boots!” The TSA officer whistled as I placed my black cowboy boots on the belt. “They even look new!”

“Thank you,” I replied as nicely as I could at the 4am hour. “They were a real find.”

“Beautiful!” He took a closer look at the white designs etched over the shiny black leather of my boots. He finally shook his head. “I can’t wear boots anymore, as they hurt my feet. But nothing compares to ‘em!”

“For sure,” I nodded. The TSA guy was cute. Beefy build, big arms, and clearly liked boots. If there was no line, I’d have taken more time getting my stuff into the bins. Oh well…

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Planting the Seed

By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 handcuffsKink interests are like a garden. Takes patience, hard work, some creativity and some luck. Sometimes, unexpected surprises come up too, and you decide to try something else, or even take it in a new direction.

Generally speaking, I like restraints to be comfortable enough for both short and long scenes. I prefer any discomfort to come from the desire to stretch out and move after being in bondage for a long time, rather than deliberately inflicted from a piece of equipment, or poor judgement or planning. Therefore, I tend to like padded leather restraints, and larger diameter ropes.

Handcuffs of course, being designed for short-term confinement of unruly prisoners, were therefore never a priority or serious interest, aside from the occasional roleplay where they were appropriate. See I also believe that there’s a time and place and scene for everything. So all was well in my kink collection of leather and ropes. Until something new began to take root.

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Tough Guy

By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 handcuffsGary is a big lug. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a cocky masculine swagger, the blond construction worker is the epitome of tough guy. Yeah, he’s a big tough manly man, but once he’s out of the carharts and steel-toed boots, he’s just a big teddybear. This afternoon, he’s hogtied on the bed next to me as I write. His hair is matted with sweat, and he’s panting lightly though the thick socks tied in his mouth. He wriggles his toes as I brush my fingertips along his body, idly tracing his spine and ribs. I can see his eyes fluttering gently.

“That’s it, big guy,” I whisper in a soothing voice. “You get to relax now that I’ve got you.”

“Mmmmhmmm…” Gary moans with a nod.

I reach over his broad back and feel his feet.

“Tsk tsk, you’re working so hard these days. Your poor feet!” I start rubbing the heels with a pumice stone. Gary jerks in his restraints with a muffled yelp.

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