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This dude is totally fucked

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Steel eye bolts were embedded into the fiberglass which allowed them to use chains and padlocks to secure him to the bed. His hands and fingers are completely enclosed in the rigid material, which render him completely helpless. From his perspective, the bolts feel as though they are actually attached within his body as the fiberglass is rigid and tightly molded to his limbs and follow his every movement. As you can imagine, the possibilities are endless. He can be padlocked to a bolt in the floor, or ceiling, or his limbs can be locked together. This dude is totally fucked. Escape is utterly impossible. This is as good as it gets without having the eye bolts attached directly to his bones and skull.

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Title of this update: THIS ONE CAN’T RUN AWAY – LONG VERSION

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My Trip to Paris – Chapter 11

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By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 11: Welcome to Our Service Team

It’s humiliating to say this, but I’ll do it, because “humiliation” is something I was learning to like: I was enjoying my life in prison.  I was glad I’d told 8363 my story about being the prisoner of my former boyfriend and sub.  It was sort of like bragging.  He took it that way, and enjoyed it: “That is so humiliating!  You are definitely being humbled!”  I liked having things to say that were interesting to him, and that always was.  When we were forming up to be marched someplace, or when we were listening to one of those lectures we had to attend, he’d whisper to me, “This is your punishment for not respecting the Colonel.”  Always gave me a hardon.  Maybe that was just more of the brainwashing!  But it helped me learn more about prison, and being a prisoner.

If you’re a normie, everything about your life has to be taken seriously.  Every decision demonstrates whether you deserve respect or not.  You blew a business deal, you didn’t demand more salary, you didn’t join the right club, you didn’t vote for the right party, you didn’t go to the best resort, you didn’t get a totally hot boyfriend . . . you are in trouble.

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The Tournament Affair – Part 09

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By @reconkayar and @mmmph82

Part 9 – Swinging

While Ken is in his cell, bound and gagged in the chair getting an education in what “edging” means, Denny is still getting his VR therapy in the neighboring cell. He is hogtied and attached to the ceiling, struggling in highly constrictive bondage, gagged with Silencilicone and locked into a VR device controlling his vision and audio.

“Denny?” The voice is back on the VR audio. It’s Chad again.

Denny slowly wakes up and snaps out of what was in his mind. He struggles a little after figuring out he’s on the floor.

“MmmphMm!”

“Denny. I know you can’t speak to me anymore. But we can still communicate. I have access to your head movements. So I know whether you nod yes or no. And of course I can still hear you. So you can utter some sounds like “mmm hmmm,” or “unh unh” if you want to say yes or no.”

“Grrmpphhhmmmm!” Denny shakes his head no, trying to figure out what happened since he emerged from hypnosis.

“No. No, you can’t. Denny. But it’s okay. It’s okay. I’m here. I’m here. We can keep talking. Does that make you feel a little better?”

Nothing.

“Denny, are you with me? I can’t take care of you if you don’t talk to me.”

“Mmmmmmphhh, mmmmmm, mee, mmmmouutt” (let me out). He pushes on the tongue of his gag and moves his hands tightly tied in his hogtie.

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Cuffsman10 accepts Master Mike’s handcuff challenge

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This afternoon, Cuffsman10 sent the pictures and information below.

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Cuffsman10 writes,

I waited in anticipation for the cuffs to arrive as UPS always delivers in the afternoon. As I came back from running errands the package was waiting near the front door. How I just wanted to drop everything and just tear open the package like a Christmas morning present. But restraint took ahold of me even though I new what was in the envelope.

After unloading the car, I rushed downstairs with the package and tore it open, just to find the cuffs ready and waiting with no exposed key holes. So I slipped into my military gear, heart pounding against my chest. And then a quick ratchet of the cuffs and there I stood, hard pounding and racing stuck. How will I get out is all that I ponder, but now I noticed the raging hardon down below. I finished my business but my only thought was this could have been hotter if I showed more restraint and wore the steelheart.

I will get out of these cuffs eventually.

Challenge accepted Men, welded cuffs are on and not coming off soon.

 

Way to go, Cuffsman10!

 

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