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Pictures: Suspended in a thick rubber straitjacket
Check out these pictures, courtesy of Mark over at Serious Male Bondage. Mark writes, “This is a 4mm thick rubber straitjacket from BlackStore.com in Switzerland. There will be upcoming video on Serious Male Bondage.”
VIDEO coming to Serious Male Bondage
Locked in rubber with a locking rubber collar
Check out these pictures from Steelcollar Berlin aka @Steelcollar on Twitter. He’s wearing full rubber, and this is secured with a locking rubber collar!
Fucking hot if you ask me!
Heavy metal collar on a rubber prisoner
Snug as a bug in a rug
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Gimpitis
By boyryan54
I am sick. I feel pretty crummy, but my Dom seems pretty happy about it for some reason.
It started a few days ago with a sore throat and a cough. Seemed innocent. My Dom kept asking how i was feeling, with a sadistic glint in his eye. I knew he was a sadist, but this seemed cruel to get pleasure from a sick slave. This morning, things took a turn for the worst. I developed a fever and when I coughed, a shiny black tar-like substance was on my tissue. I remember thinking it was spreading over the Kleenex, but that seemed crazy. Must have been the fever playing with my mind. When I mentioned it to my Dom, he said with a chuckle, “That’s impossible, slave! Now let’s tuck you into the cage for the night.” I wanted to plead to go to the doctor, but I knew it would be no use. My Dom knows what’s best for me, after all. With a heavy yawn, I crawled into my cage, and my Dom patted my head and said, “I’m sure you’ll feel better soon.”
The next morning, I woke with a start in my cage. I couldn’t see, my tongue felt weird, and I had a hard time forming words. When I went to go rub the cobwebs out of my eyes, I noticed I couldn’t feel my eyes! My head felt like it was covered with latex. I started to panic, and started grunting and kicking the door of my cage. My Dom finally came down when he heard the noise, and even in my blind state, I could tell from the stomping of his boots that he was mad to be woken up so early! When he entered the room, the energy in the air was thick with anticipation, but it seemed to evaporate the second he got to my cage.
