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Staked out

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Here are some pictures from a reader, along with his story behind the pictures:

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Hey man.

Here is the story behind these pics:

There was this dude who I used to play with sometimes. He lived in the city but also had a house upstate with a lot of dungeon gear. He asked me if I wanted to come up and be kept tied up for a weekend — and I had never done anything like that so I said yes.

He also asked another dude he knew to come up for the weekend, and the two of them picked me up in his car in the city. They immediately made me strip off my shoes/socks/shirt, then cuffed me and drove me about 3 hours up to his place in the country. Once we arrived, they immediately stripped off my jeans and boxers, then marched me out back behind his house. It was a real country house and didn’t have any neighbors.

He already had the stakes all set out, and made me lay on the ground and stretched me out with ropes. After they had my ankles and wrists tied, he also tied a rope around my balls and stretched those down to another stake.

Then they told me that I was going to be left there until dark (it was only about 1pm at that point, so I was a little panicky — but couldn’t get loose). They went into the house for a while, so I was stuck outside alone — but every half hour or so, one of the guys would come out, stroke my cock with baby oil till I was hard and close to shooting, but wouldn’t let me shoot. When I got too close, they would just walk away and leave me alone again. They would also take a long thin branch and whip my feet and my balls at different points. This lasted for about 5 hours or so — and by the time it was beginning to get dark, I was really trying to get loose and begging — but they still wouldn’t untie me. It was a pretty intense scene.

 

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Held prisoner

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By Straghtjacket

It was a while ago that I responded to an ad in Drummer Magazine. The bondage toy market wasn’t nearly as expansive as it is now and men didn’t talk much about safe words, at least not the guys I hung out with. Well, some did have safewords and that was a distinguishing characteristic between “serious” men and players. I came out to old guard men who taught me the ropes. I was a bottom and essentially a slave to everyone. I had to work my way from being scum to finally earning my leathers.

I was held prisoner by two guys that looked like hairy bearded red necks. They were just as likely to drink a coke in the bars as they were to drink booze. They were the first tattooed men that I had known at the time and they always smelled of cigar smoke.

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Number 6 – Part 3

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By Mister-X / Spartan

After that middle of the night conversation, nothing out of the ordinary happened for a week. I’d been taken back to the gym for my exercises, and had started getting my body back into proper condition. Then one day there was a change. The three guards came into my room again, including the one who had visited me. I was soon being marched, restrained as always, to another room.

I was sat down on a metal chair which had straps attached, and was soon restrained tightly to it. Another man entered the room. The three guards were positioned at the back. My blindfold and gag were removed. When he started speaking I recognized the voice who had addressed all of us. I realized then that this had been a test.

“Number 6, I am disappointed in you. You were visited by one of my guards with a story to test your loyalty to me, and you didn’t report the conversation. Why?”

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Rubber Meets the Road – Part 2

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By ty dehner

i was jolted awake, as the big rig crashed into something. Then i realized, we must be in the freight yard, and Tony was picking up the trailer. i had fallen asleep, being in the rubber cocoon that i was in. When i get into bondage, i get so relaxed.

Oh sure, i was sweating like a pig and had to piss something awful, but i was enjoying this bondage. Tony was certainly showing me the rubber lover that i am! i wonder how he is feeling, knowing that he has me in the back of his cab, totally encased in rubber. His helpless rubber slave, wearing a full rubber suit, rubber hood, in a rubber sleep sack. Just as i wondered, that damn shocking butt plug was activated again! i know he must have heard the noise that shot from the piss gag in my mouth. He was adding juice to the voltage and the shocks were getting intense. As the shocks occurred, my crotch seemed to arch off the bed. It was almost painful, because my full kidneys wanted to release. Shock after shock, finally i could hold back no more and i let the piss flow. He must have positioned my dick towards my chest, for i felt the warmth of the piss flowing over my stomach and chest, then running down my sides. It puddled under my back, joining the small pool of sweat that was forming.

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14 days in a straitjacket

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Last summer, a Canadian magician named Mark Correia spent 14 straight days in a Posey straitjacket to raise awareness and money for Parkinson’s Disease. He was strapped in on live TV in Toronto, went out in public daily and made several more TV appearances, and finally escaped two weeks later, again on live TV. He posted daily vlogs on Youtube documenting his experience. He has completed a book manuscript (not yet published) called “Two Weeks Strait.”

Here is one of his many videos:

 

 

More of this guy’s videos are here.

His ‘Escaping Parkinson’s’ page is here

 

Thanks to Metalbond reader Pat for sending the information and links above!

 

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Idea for a bondage game

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Part One: Prisoner rolls one die, with the result of the roll to be as follows:

  • Prisoner rolls a 1, his hands are cuffed behind back with a chain running from metal collar to cuffs, and he is locked in a cage or isolation cell.
  • Prisoner rolls a 2, his neck is locked to ring in floor with 3 feet of slack.
  • Prisoner rolls a 3, his neck is locked to ring in floor with 3 feet of slack and hands are cuffed behind back.
  • Prisoner rolls a 4, his neck is bolted to ring in the floor with no slack.
  • Prisoner rolls a 5, his neck is bolted to ring in the floor with no slack and his hands are cuffed behind.
  • Prisoner rolls a 6, his neck is bolted to ring in the floor and his wrists/ankles are spread eagle, with prisoner on his back.

 

Part Two, after Prisoner’s bondage is determined with the first roll, prisoner is restrained and then the Captor rolls TWO dice, with the results as follows:

  • Total number on both dice equals the number of hours the prisoner stays in the bondage.
  • If prisoner rolls a double (i.e. two 2’s or two 5’s) the total number of hours is doubled. For example, if prisoner rolls two 4’s, he spends 16 hours in the bondage (4 plus 4 is 8 hours, which is doubled to 16).
  • Prisoner will therefore be subjected to a minimum of three hours (if he rolls a 1 and a 2) to a maximum of 24 hours (if he rolls two 6’s) in bondage.

 

Part Three, interpretation of rules and consequences

  • If prisoner complains or asks for early release, he forfeits all rights to release from the bondage and captors may extend imprisonment time and/or increase the severity of the bondage, at their discretion.
  • There is only one way for the prisoner to get out early, and that is for the prisoner to convince the captor or another person to change positions with him and become prisoner.
  • If that happens the new captor rolls two dice, which determine the sentence for the new prisoner, which is an additional 3 to 24 hours.

 

 

 

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My Rockview Mental Institution Stay – Part 1: Arrival and Intake

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By Straitjacketkwf2

The events portrayed here actually happened, with a few embellishments on my part… Was it real, or was it all in my mind?

Due do bad weather on the east coast my flights were delayed and I would arrive in Ontario CA two and a half hours later than what was originally scheduled. I immediately contacted Rockview Mental Institution so that the car they were sending to pick me up would not be waiting for extra time. I sent a text message of my flight’s arrival while the plane was still on the taxiway and received a text back that two representatives from the facility would meet me at baggage claim. I had expected a driver holding a sign with my name on it, but instead I was met by an orderly dressed in white hospital scrubs. After confirming my identity, Mr. Bind (all hospital personal are addressed by their surname) stated that he had instructions to take me into custody on a 5150 psychiatric hold, a seventy-two hour period of observation at the Institution.

What? I had thought that I was visiting the Institute to observe at the facility, not be a patient, but being in public I did not want to make a scene and meekly allowed him to escort me outside to a waiting white transport van.

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