In the summer of 2020, Bind agreed to be bound for as long as site visitors voted to keep him imprisoned! This was Day 68:
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Trucker
By Collector2
I’ve known Jake for several months online. We’ve chatted almost nightly but I’ve never had the opportunity to meet him. While he lives in the same city as me, Jake’s a trucker and his job keeps him away from home most of the time. When I receive his email saying that he will be in town Friday and would I meet him for lunch I jump at the chance.
Lunch goes well and we fall into an easy rapport like friends who have known each other for years. When the meal is finished Jake says, “Well – I have to get back on the road but first I have something to show you. Come out to the truck with me.” When we get to the truck he unlocks it and says, “jump in,” I climb into the cab and he takes his place in the drivers seat.
“Take a look in the sleeper,” he says. “I bought this with you in mind.”
Suspended in a canvas bag
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Today it’s a canvas Max Cita sleepsack for Bind
As you may know, last year Bind volunteered to be locked up for as long as visitors to his site voted to keep him bound. Today he’s in a canvas sleepsack made by Max Cita.
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Sealed in a leather sleepsack and then locked in a padded cell
Last summer, Mark Bind volunteered to be locked up for as long as visitors to his site voted to keep him bound. A series of videos depicts his many months of nonstop restraint.
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The Jacket – Part 7
By Rubrpig
Sir and I finally managed to arrange vacation time so we could take the planned trip up the coast and onto Portland. As Sir did not have a vehicle we were taking my SUV. I spent the evening prior to our departure packing our gear into the SUV and getting things sorted out. Sir was relaxing as he watched me pack the gear he had decided to take with us and so I finally got everything packed and stowed in the vehicle.
The trip up the coastal highway was relaxing for both of us. We stopped at night and stayed at coastal inns and enjoyed ourselves. Each night after we had finished dinner and got back to the room, I was either in my straitjacket or zipped and laced tightly into the sleep sack. Sir had introduced me to the sleep sack a month or so ago and I had gradually got used to spending longer and longer time in it. I was now able to spend the night in it with only minor discomfort in my shoulders.