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Readers Can’t Get Enough of The Metalbond Stories by ty Dehner

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It’s been just a couple weeks since The Metalbond Stories dropped — and the response has been phenomenal. Thank you to everyone who has picked up a copy and shared feedback. You guys really get it.

If you haven’t grabbed your copy yet, what are you waiting for?

Readers Can’t Get Enough of The Metalbond Stories by ty Dehner

This isn’t just a book — it’s a collection of intense, erotic experiences, straight from the twisted, talented mind of ty dehner. Featuring stories that first appeared right here on Metalbond, this volume brings together the very best of ty’s work — plus two brand-new exclusives, including the haunting and horny “Password.”

Whether you’re drawn to the psychological build-up, the gear-heavy visuals, or the oh-so-satisfying payoff, The Metalbond Stories delivers. And it’s written by someone who knows the scene, knows the players, and knows exactly how to push the right buttons.

The best part? You can take it with you — on your e-reader, in your bag, or stashed in your gear locker.

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The Metalbond Stories by ty dehner

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It started with Mitts – Part 19-4

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By Bondagegimp

We need to talk

After a while, Bob gets up, grabs one of the chains attached to the bed, attaches it to my collar, and goes into the tiled room. I hear the shower and lie on the bed, lost in my thoughts. The plug in my hole is pressing hard. I’ve certainly had larger plugs in me before, even a fist, but anything larger was only for a short time. Something this size for a longer period is a new challenge. I can feel my body trying to push the intruder out, but the crotch strap presses it relentlessly into my hole.

Every attempt to push the plug out only makes its presence more obvious and harder to bear. Then there’s the cock cage, the diaper on top, the suit made of strong nylon fabric, and finally the mesh of sturdy leather straps that constrict my lower abdomen into a thick, tight package.

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The Afternoon Nap

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Bailey is in a sleeveless leather sleepsack when he cuddles with Boy Blake for an afternoon nap. Naturally one thing leads to another, and before Baily knows it he’s chained down to the bed. This is a fantasy many have when bondage is ‘forced’ on us when we least expect it. Also, it’s fun to sleep in bondage with someone!

Bailey is in a sleeveless leather sleepsack when he cuddles with Boy Blake for an afternoon nap

Bailey is in a sleeveless leather sleepsack when he cuddles with Boy Blake for an afternoon nap

Bailey is in a sleeveless leather sleepsack when he cuddles with Boy Blake for an afternoon nap

 

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Bailey is in a sleeveless leather sleepsack when he cuddles with Boy Blake for an afternoon nap

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It started with Mitts – Part 19-1

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By Bondagegimp

Liberation?

While Bob was putting Jad in chains, Doggy sat there with his eyes wide open, watching, fascinated, what was happening. It was hard to tell what was going on inside him. Now that Bob is finished with Jad for the time being, Doggy comes crawling up, apparently wanting to get closer to Jad. He tries in vain to get onto the bed. The sight of him helplessly trying with his stumps is pathetic and somehow hot at the same time.

Bob notices him too and lifts him onto the bed, where Doggy immediately starts rubbing his rubberized head against Jad. Bob goes over to a shelf, then to Doggy, takes off the muzzle and puts a ring gag in his mouth instead, securing it with a small lock behind his head. Doggy can no longer close his mouth, but he can use his tongue. He seemed to have been waiting for this. Bob recognized it well again. Doggy immediately starts licking Jad in his rubber suit. He greedily glides his tongue over Jad’s athletic body, following every line of his muscles. He seems to have longed for this for a long time. Of course, Jad always kept him at a distance and Doggy could only yearn for him from a distance.

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It started with Mitts –Part 15

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By Bondagegimp

Visit

We’re lying on the large blanket in the garden. I feel the sun on my skin. Yes, on my skin! For once, I’m not wearing a rubber suit. My skin is allowed to breathe, at least partially. But my head is once again wrapped in the thickly padded leather hood. The earplugs are still in, as is the gag, and my eyes are still taped shut. But the rubber hood has also been removed. And I’m in the rubber straitjacket. But at least I’m not wearing a suit underneath.

My legs are spread quite wide, almost painfully wide, with a spreader bar. My head is in Bob’s lap. Jad sits or lies a little further down, near my legs. When Bob strokes my head, it creates a noise in the hood, a whooshing or scratching. This drowns out all other sounds. Only when Bob isn’t touching my head at all can I hear a little bit of what’s outside. Not much; I just hear muffled voices. Bob and Jad are talking. Sometimes they laugh. I can’t understand a word, but I get a certain vibe.

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It started with Mitts –Part 09

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By bondagegimp

To start at the very beginning, click for Part 1

The party

Bob had already changed into very, very short leather shorts that just barely covered his powerful butt and ended where his thigh muscles began to bulge. On top, he was wearing only a tank top that showed off his muscular upper arms. It was, once again, incredibly sexy. What worried me was that if he was going to the party like this, he wasn’t making much of a secret of his fetish. So what would he pick out for me?

Bob leads me on a leash into one of the rooms next to the cell—another tiled room with shower facilities. Near one wall, a chain hangs from the ceiling, attached to a winch. He attaches the ring on the front of my muzzle to it, directly under my nose. Then he tightens the chain over the winch. I have to follow the chain; at first, it pulls my head up so that I have to look up, but Bob continues until I have to stand on tiptoes, facing the wall. Now he loosens all the restraints, but I hang completely helplessly from the head harness. He then takes off my PVC suit, my diapers, and removes my plug, catheter, and all the other cock rings, etc.

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26 and 27

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By surfbot

(Note: You will not understand the characters and their relationships unless you first read my story “Abductions R Us.”)

Wow! Here was 26 in all his naked glory, in my house, with his chastity key, and asking to stay the night! I could not have dreamed of a better offer. So after our erstwhile guards had left, we joyously went into the bedroom, removed our chastity devices, and had passionate sex.

Then a surprise: after a single orgasm he began putting his chastity device back on. “I thought you said you had been wearing it for over a month — is one enough? He replied, “You have never met a guy as submissive as me, and yes, one is enough.” Thinking about that for a few seconds, I held out my hand. “While you are in my house and locked, I’ll hold your key.” He hesitated, and I continued, “I’ll give it back to you when you leave.” He placed it in my hand, and I turned and put it in my clothes cabinet. He continued “Don’t worry, my holes are still available to you, as often as you want to use them,” and over the next hour I came in both.

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