This is for those who are attracted to prisons, jail cells, institutional incarceration, and psychiatric hospital wards and gear. Mark of Serious Male Bondage shot a complete tour and interview with the guys behind this unusual facility. They built a complete jail cell facility with 6 cells, solitary confinement and a psyche evaluation room. Their facility is as close to real as it gets.
To learn more about this facility, click for Serious Male Bondage
This TV documentary on what happens at Guantanamo aired on British TV a few years back:
By Marknorth
i have no idea where i have been for the past week – JT finally decided that i needed to be brought into compliance with our contract (see below) and did so in no uncertain terms!
It was a harsh week – he kept me in solitary confinement – what a trip! i am uncertain just what the ramifications will be – but i think all is well so far!
Check out the pictures of Port Arthur Penal Colony in Tasmania that Metalbond reader arson54 sent:
You can look up arson54 on Recon.
(Personally, I think it is awesome that there are guys in Tasmania who are reading Metalbond!)
You can find Priamax on Recon, and Armyskins on Gay Romeo and others sites
Here are some pictures from Bind:
Bind recently contributed a new story to the Metalbond Prison Library, “The Human Hamster” — to read it, click here.
Also be sure to visit Men In Chains
By Bind
I open my eyes but I cannot see anything. Am a blind? I am lying down and just awakened from sleep. I must have been drugged. I reach up with my hands and feel solid metal only a few inches above me. I move my legs and they cannot be moved apart more than about an inch before they hit the edge of the metal cage or box in which I must be in.
It narrows down to the feet like an old coffin. I am confined in a very tiny space! Fuck! I must be buried alive! I feel a terrible panic and start to struggle and bang on the walls of my enclosure. It is only eighteen inches high, six feet long and not more than two feet wide at the widest point. I have a pillow and am resting on a thin cushion. I am comfortable enough for a confining sleep, but know that if I am buried alive I will soon be suffocating. I can feel the sweat flow down my face. I am totally nude. Everything has been taken from me. I lay here alone and wonder how long it will take to die. I am still groggy and I drift back to sleep.
Continue reading The Human Hamster: A short Story of Bondage Fiction
I wore this out in public a couple of times over the past week:
Last Saturday I went to a couple of bars, including The NYC Eagle for NYBOL’s Frat Night party. I ran into a bunch of old friends and new acquaintances, including Neil the Erotic Hypnotist, “the Twink,” David Stein, londonslv and of course my favorite bartender — Gregory (who now has is very own Tumblr feed, check it out!).
It was fun to see people’s reactions. I rode Citibikes everywhere and got all sots of comments from passers-by and motorists. On the way home last Saturday I ran into a very hot Clark Kent, who said he liked my “jailbreak city” outfit.
I also wore this to my gay bowling league, but I was the only one who dressed up for that.
Anyway, if you’ve ever wanted to walk around outside in a prisoner uniform and handcuffs, Halloween is the perfect “cover” to get away with it.
Happy Halloween, everyone!
