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The last stop is a cold hard jail cell

No amount of confinement is too severe for men like Bind, Dart Tech and NoEscapeSlave, who are perfectly at home in extended lockdown, as depicted in video footage available at Serious Male Bondage.

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Title of this update: LAST STOP ON THE ROAD TRIP

The setting is The Edge jail and dungeon.

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Overnight in a leather straitjacket

Check out these pictures of @Nick61666000, who was restrained by @straitjacketnow. The captive was placed in a fetters leather straightjacket and locked-on leather chastity shorts. Nick writes: “There is just nothing like the feel of being restrained, tighter the better, and then hearing the click of the padlocks with the last one securing the hood in place. No turning back on the agreed time to be spent!”:

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Captive: @Nick61666000

Captor and photo credit to @straitjacketnow

An ‘Aggie’ Man and the Texas Ranger – Part 1

By Alex Ironrod

This story contains adult-oriented material, involving sexually explicit, non-consensual behavior between men.

Copyright 2021 by Alex Ironrod. All rights reserved.

This story is posted here with permission.

Jack Thomson was pissed off, pissed at himself. He’d done in the transmission of his car on a rock sticking out of the dirt on the back road. It was his own fault for showing off to Mary-Louise. He’d invited her to the parade at Texas A & M, and he’d dressed up in his cavalry uniform – khaki breeches with a wide flare, spit-polished brown boots and his uncle’s Prince of Wales spurs, with new straps – his right as a senior. He knew his 6’ frame looked good in the khaki shirt, tie and the Sam Browne belt; he’d strutted round the parade ground with his boot cleats ringing loudly and his campaign hat at just the right angle.

Mary-Louise had been properly impressed, according to his best friend, Tim Dixon, and so he’d stayed in uniform to drive her back home in the hills outside College Station. They’d made out in the back of his Chevy, but he had to be back for duty by 7pm, so he’d cut it short, and, following her directions, tried the short cut through the dry and dusty hills back to college. Now it was late afternoon; he was stuck, and he hadn’t bothered to tell Tim or the others where he was going. He kicked at the tire with his boot in exasperation.

“You need some help?” a voice helloed from behind him. Jack swung round; a man sat a tall horse on the nearby hill. “Got a problem with your car?” “Yes, sir, wrecked the transmission.” “Hold on,” and the man urged the stallion down the slope and trotted towards him. Jack watched him approach and dismount with a jingle of spurs.

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Video: Overnight bondage endurance tests

Research and development continues at Serious Male Bondage. Could you handle a test like this?

 

This is a multi-purpose bondage bed designed for overnight endurance tests. The subject is restrained and then left in the dark for extended periods of time while being monitored via a remote infrared video link. A chastity device is used to keep the subject focused on the test and not on his fantasies.

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Training Week at the Campground: A Novel – Part 03

By AlphaMetal

Day 1, Evening – Intake, Part 2

Cody has no idea how long they had been cuffed to the poles. After an hour or two you lose all sense of actual time. But it felt like a long time and Cody’s arms and shoulders ached from having his hands pinned behind his back. Even his feet were beginning to hurt from supporting his weight for so long on the hard concrete floor without shoes.

Cody’s mind was beginning to go in and out. The one thing he felt was helpless. Totally helpless. Cody’s arms hurt, his shoulders hurt, his feet hurt, he was a little cold, and there was nothing he could do about any of it. If they had wanted that to sink in, it had sunk in.

He had no idea what time it was, but based on the time he arrived at the camp, and the time he spent cuffed on the floor waiting for the other boys to arrive, and the time it took to cut their hair and shave their bodies, and however many hours he had been cuffed to the pole, it must be very dark outside.

Cody was beginning to zone in and out – not really sleep, but something kind of like it – when the sound of boots on the floor snapped him awake. In walked the Commander, each of the boys’ four masters, and Alpha, followed by the barefoot slave.

Each Master walked up to his boy and looked him over, and then nodded to the Commander and walked out of the room.

Continue reading Training Week at the Campground: A Novel – Part 03