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More With Jonas – Part 1
By ty dehner
“Your fucking life is over, gimp. You’ll never see the outside world again,” Jonas said. He had an evil grin on his face as he enjoyed telling me that I was going to be his captive forever.
I was trapped, speechless because of the inflated gag. My head was encased in heavy leather with a heavy padded hood and muzzle over that. The rubber dry suit that he had put me in a few days ago was filled with my sweat and piss. My ass was sore with the plug that he sat me on a day ago. After he informed me of my new state as his gimp, I struggled against the restraints and box that he had locked me in. I tried screaming into the gag, but there was no use to the effort. As I struggled it caused a sharp pain in my ass, and I stopped my struggle.
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I woke from my slumber realizing that I was still in the state Jonas had left me in after our time at the bar. My neck was stiff from being held up and not able to move for the hours that I’ve been locked in the box. I laughed at myself for the wild dream that I was having where I was going to be Jonas’s gimp boy. He never even had talked like that. But no doubt some of the piss I drank earlier was laced with beer, so my mind was in a different state.
Poll question: Would you use a human urinal bound in the men’s room at a leather bar?
This posting is inspired by ty dehner — author of the male BDSM story “Jonas” currently running in the Metalbond Prison Library. He suggested a poll asking the question, “If you walked into a men’s room at a leather bar and found a rubber object bound and ready to be used as a urinal, would you?” Wanting to get at the bottom of this serious matter, I posted the question as a poll on the official Metalbond Twitter feed, and the results are in:
- 87 percent said that yes, they would indeed piss in the human urinal!
- 13 percent said no.
Two of the respondents wisely added a comment that they would use the guy as a urinal provided he gave a consent signal such as the nod of his head. Another respondent said that he would like to use the guy as a urinal but that seeing him bound would make him so hard he would be unable to piss.
How about you? Assuming there was consent, would you make use of the rubber object bound as a urinal? Although the Twitter poll is ended, you can leave a message with your response in the comments section below.
A butcher who commands absolute servitude and captivity from his stable of gimps
Available at Rubberzone, “The Butcher” is a the tale of a mysterious butcher shop, its cellar full of secrets, and the hunky, imposing hulk of meat known as The Butcher, who commands absolute servitude and captivity from his stable of gimps.
It’s worth the price of admission over at Rubberzone!
Gimp training with NYMaster and gimpND
Check out these pictures from NYMaster, in which he puts gimpND through a 21-day non-stop training and transformation!
NYMaster has posted a 12-part video series on XTube that documents gimpND’s transformation into a gimp then into an “omega” (absolute lowest) slave. NYMaster writes, “Nothing was faked or staged and the video was taken as it happened.”
See the video series on Xtube (requires signup).
The series is titled “gimpND returns: gimp to omega.”
His website is here.
Thanks, NYMaster, for sharing these pictures and information!
Gimpitis
By boyryan54
I am sick. I feel pretty crummy, but my Dom seems pretty happy about it for some reason.
It started a few days ago with a sore throat and a cough. Seemed innocent. My Dom kept asking how i was feeling, with a sadistic glint in his eye. I knew he was a sadist, but this seemed cruel to get pleasure from a sick slave. This morning, things took a turn for the worst. I developed a fever and when I coughed, a shiny black tar-like substance was on my tissue. I remember thinking it was spreading over the Kleenex, but that seemed crazy. Must have been the fever playing with my mind. When I mentioned it to my Dom, he said with a chuckle, “That’s impossible, slave! Now let’s tuck you into the cage for the night.” I wanted to plead to go to the doctor, but I knew it would be no use. My Dom knows what’s best for me, after all. With a heavy yawn, I crawled into my cage, and my Dom patted my head and said, “I’m sure you’ll feel better soon.”
The next morning, I woke with a start in my cage. I couldn’t see, my tongue felt weird, and I had a hard time forming words. When I went to go rub the cobwebs out of my eyes, I noticed I couldn’t feel my eyes! My head felt like it was covered with latex. I started to panic, and started grunting and kicking the door of my cage. My Dom finally came down when he heard the noise, and even in my blind state, I could tell from the stomping of his boots that he was mad to be woken up so early! When he entered the room, the energy in the air was thick with anticipation, but it seemed to evaporate the second he got to my cage.
The Last Time (a Rubber and Chastity Story)
By boyryan54
Today is the day. Master has been talking about this next step since the beginning. But it kept thinking it would never progress this far. How naive it was!!
It finds itself kneeling in the middle of the playroom. The rubber gleaming from the two spotlights in the ceiling, making sure the camera has a clear shot of the kneeling gimp. It is sealed in a full-face entry suit, complete with gloves and feet, and a rubber hood with open eyes and mouth locked on. Its heart was pounding and racing since the Master unlocked the clear chastity device while the slave was unrestrained. This was the only clue it had received that this ordinary Thursday night would be a night it would always remember. For the first time in a year, it was unrestrained and unlocked. It looked down at its hard dick, twitching in rhythm with its pounding heartbeat.
Two feet ahead of it, a new custom metal chastity belt, bottle of lube, and a script written out by the Master lay in clear view. Gimp takes a quick glance over both, and then hears its Masters voice, “Gimp! Look up at Me!”
Continue reading The Last Time (a Rubber and Chastity Story)
From boy to ‘gimp’ to full pain gimpslave!
Check out these recent pictures from NYMaster:
These pictures from NYMaster document his two-week, nonstop training of a boy into a slave, and finally a rubber encased gimp. NYMaster’s motto is: “I don’t play – I TRAIN!” More pictures of the above depicted trainee available here.
NYMaster main site here
The pictures above are copyright by NYMaster and are used here with permission.