Over at the RubberZone site, you can access an extensive library of hot rubber stories, many involving bondage, chastity and other BDSM themes!
Those who enjoyed the “Rubber Object” story posted here couple days ago will definitely want to head on over to RubberZone! The story section is open to all registered users. And paid members to the site also have access to photo sets and videos. Highly recommended!
For those who like to read male bondage stories, be sure to also check out the website of Eckie AKA Bondagefan!
You have to register, but it is free — and well worth it because there are so many hot stories. For those who enjoyed the theme of the recently posted story “Armoured Dominance” you are in luck, because Eckie has recently posted several stories about guys getting locked up in suits of armor!
Thanks for keeping it hot, Eckie!
AND … Special thanks to Metalbond reader Kurt for the suggestion!
Metalbond reader Chase sent these pictures of himself in locking metal:
More pictures and a story available here
The latest update at RUBBERMEN continues the celebration of the weird, wild and wonderful. It’s dedicated to serious rubber coverage with a silly bent, and to being out and proud in gear!
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If you are like me, you can never get enough hot bondage stories! One of my own favorite sites is Eckie AKA Bondagefan, and for the past couple of months he has added a whole bunch of stories with tickling themes. Titles include “The Hazing,” “Ticklish Cop,” “Ticklish Medical Rep Rick M/M” and “Chinese Tickle Torture.”
There are also plenty of non-tickling bondage stories too.
Visit Eckie’s website by clicking here.
If you are not familiar with Eckie’s site, it’s one of the longest running and most established bondage sites ever! You’ll have to register, but it is free and definitely worth your time!
By RbbrStorage
Note: This story originally appeared on the RubberZone site. It is reposted here with permission.
“Work.”
The door shut firmly behind Matt as he knelt on the cold tile floor. Matt quickly pulled the rubber hood from his head and glanced over at the laundry for an indication of the day that lay in store for him. No rubber suit sat waiting for him to squeeze into and fill with piss today. No massive cock-shaped butt plug sat waiting to invade his hungry ass. Instead, a new pair of slacks and a nice shirt hung on hangers. No rubber. Nothing out of the ordinary for Matt to wear today – except for the cock cage that already bound his genitals in plastic. And while the car key sat in its usual place on the laundry, no lunch money sat next to it. Matt wondered how he would eat lunch that day, then noticed the clock on the wall. It was a half hour earlier than the usual time he was commanded to “work” each morning, but he quickly deduced that it was to give him time to add the enemas to his morning routine.
As Matt carried out his preparations for a day at the office his mind was startlingly calm compared to each prior morning that week. For while Matt’s mind was still filled with unanswered questions, he seemed calmed by the knowledge that everything that was happening to him was according to plan – whose plan, he wasn’t sure, but somebody’s plan. The fear of someone noticing the cock cage beneath his dress slacks was gone, since anyone likely to notice it probably already knew that it was there. The fear that colleagues would realize that the shaved head was matched by a hairless body was similarly gone. And the lust that Matt had wrestled with each time his hunky colleagues would pass by his trailer over the previous two months, looking hot in their industrial rubber clothing – well, that wasn’t gone, but it was at least being addressed.
By ty dehner
My dick grows a bit more, then i realize that those voices are coming closer. Are they hands on the ranch, and has Ty fooled me into thinking that he owns this place? For all i know, he is not returning. i stumble around a bit and feel the post scratch my naked ass. i figure i better be careful or i’ll end up with splinters. i can’t believe he left me hanging like this, the excitement is growing away quickly.
The loud laughing breaks my thought of my situation. They are getting closer. i now fear them finding me. What if they aren’t into bondage or gay. What if they hate what they find and decided to beat the shit out of me. What defense do i have. What if they are cowboys and what are they gonna do with this naked guy hanging from a post? i try not to turn my head as i hear their voices coming from behind me. Then it happens.
“What the fuck?!” i hear one of the voices yell out.
i close my eyes, hoping they will just move on. i listen as they are silent, only the sound of their horses as they near. i’m not sure, but i know there is more than one. i stand very still, not making a sound. Thinking that if they would just move on, i would do anything right now.
