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Copdar – Recent Short Stories

By Cuffsandcops

The Gym Rat MP

One of my most enjoyble summer activities has been going to the gym at different times of the day. It has been fun to observe and interact with new people. I noticed a guy who was present at the gym no matter what time in the day I decided to go quite often over the past month or so. He always wears a shirt with an American flag on its shoulder and some reference to the military. His face is always clean shaven. He has tattoos up and down his arms and legs. He is a little shorter and smaller than I am. Based on his appearance, I assume he is a soldier of some kind.

Today I was back to hitting the gym during the dinner rush which is my typical time. I noticed that the gentleman described above was also there. After a great session, I entered the locker room to collect my belongings. The suspected soldier was putting his stuff into a bag right next to the locker I had used. I gave him time to close his bag before moving to my locker. I swapped my sneakers, put my earbuds away, and grabbed my keys. I had parked on the opposite side of the gym compared to normal due to the high volume of cars on the entrance side. I walked out the door and noticed the suspected soldier standing on the corner of the building pulling on his vape.

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Good book: Tempered By Fire

Not long after Andrew finds true love, new and unexpected life challenges emerge. While trying to face the difficulties of his partner’s HIV diagnosis, he begins to explore deep desires that he had repressed until now. After an exciting weekend of kinky experiences in Seattle, his desire to delve further into the world of bondage and domination only grows.

As Andrew explores the gay leather scene in Southern California, he soon discovers personal strength, both mental and physical, that he has gained from the challenges of submitting to other men. Unexpectedly, the deep bonds he has formed with others enhances his commitment and love for his life partner.

In this heartfelt and deeply personal account of loss and redemption, the author describes how exposing himself to complete submission has made himself stronger. This is a story about how BDSM can be a positive and empowering force.

the author describes how exposing himself to complete submission has made himself stronger


Click for Tempered By Fire

Tempered By Fire: How Exploration in Leather Helped Me Thrive

In his deeply personal, true-life story of loss and redemption, author A. L. Rupp describes how exposing himself to complete submission made himself stronger.

Tempered By Fire: How Exploration in Leather Helped Me Survive Thrive is a story about how male BDSM can be a positive and empowering force.

This is a story about how male BDSM can be a positive and empowering force


This book is available on Amazon by clicking here

You can read on Kindle or order a physical copy of this book as a paperback.

I assisted the author with his project as copy editor.

Bondage stories by JakBond

JakBond — who is pictured above and below — has shared TWO parts of a bondage story here on the Metalbond site called “Guy’s Real Bondage Experience.”

Click to read:

The Start


Losing Control


Real-life bondage stories by JakBond

You can find much more from this hot man and see many more of his smokin’ hot bondage adventures by visiting him on Twitter! Also check out one of JakBond’s partners in crime, also on Twitter — BDChainDragon — who re-created the scene of the story!

Barefoot Kinksters at a Distance

Here are some pictures of @bft4evr, who is controlled in long-term chastity by his friend and keyholder @2inYVR. Both of these kinksters are on Twitter. Through some well-meaning “instigating” by his keyholder friend, as well as some various online polls, @bft4evr recently marked a full year in chastity, with no quick end in sight!

@bft4evr and @2inyvr barefoot chastity


@bft4evr writes,

“I met my now good friend and keyholder @2inYVR on FetLife around 5 years ago! We are both switches into barefooting, foot torture, bondage, chastity, and so much more! Sadly, he lives in British Columbia, Canada, and I am in the sticks of Southwestern Virginia, USA. But thanks to FetLife, WhatsApp, and Twitter we have formed an incredibly close friendship and kinky way to play! A couple of years ago we were able to meet for a real-life play session. I had already started on my journey to chastity by then, getting a PA piercing. While the weather wasn’t open to much outdoor play, we had a great deal of fun torturing my soles inside! Now, I have a custom made 0-gauge PA-secured chastity cage that is locked on me 24/7, for more than one year, with the keys controlled remotely via a Bluetooth MasterLock lock box He controls.

“The original ‘minimum’ goal was to stay locked 1 year, which happened at 3:04 p.m. EST, 12/28/22. But there is no firm release date planned! The only ways I can hope to unlock is through completing tasks solo or with others to earn @2inYVR’s favor, or to find a local in-person keyholder he might transfer control to….”

You can weigh in with votes and ideas on this Twitter thread by clicking HERE.

barefoot chastity thumbcuffs

@bft4evr continues,

“So unless I find a local guy He approves of to claim my keys, the only hope I have to ever unlock is to earn that privilege from @2inYVR !

“There is a poll running now on Twitter to vote for tasks I will have to complete, or to add comments that if approved by Him, will be added, and all must be done before I can have even the chance of getting unlocked! So yes, distance play may not be perfect, but it really can work! So happy to have met @2inYVR and to be able to share our kinky fun with you all!”

Metal would like to thank @bft4evr and @2inyvr for these pictures and for the information! You can find both of these kinksters — and add to @bft4evr’s ongoing torment — by going to their Twitter feeds.

Copdar – Ride Along with the Deputy

By Cuffsandcops

Continued from “Side Job Deputy”

The plan was for me to meet the deputy at the station he works out of at 0900. I woke up early to get ready and received a text message from him pushing our meet up back until 1000. The station is about a 15-minute drive from my house. I put on a blue polo shirt, gray pants, and my tactical boots to meet the dress code as described by the deputy. I grabbed two GShock watches, my water bottle, wallet, and just my house and truck keys. I didn’t want to have the cuff key that’s always on my key ring with me.

I texted the deputy that I was on my way to the station and left my house at 0945. I had driven past the station the previous week to know where it was, so I knew where I was going. I pulled into the parking lot behind the station where there were many marked units and other vehicles and found an empty spot. I texted the deputy there I had arrived, grabbed the items from my truck, and walked towards the station. I didn’t know if the deputy was inside or in a vehicle. All the doors required authorized entry, so I stopped on the sidewalk next to the building.

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Copdar – The Side Job Deputy

By Cuffsandcops

I received a few pairs of gym shorts as gifts from the holidays. Unfortunately, neither pair had a pocket to keep my phone in while I am at the gym. I decided to try and exchange the gifted shorts for some that would be more useful. There was a big box sporting goods store between the gym and my house.

I had visited the sporting goods store before the holidays looking for gifts for family members and then after the holidays in search of shorts I could use. They often had a deputy sheriff working as loss prevention who stood near the entrance to the store. Sometimes it was a female deputy who parked a K9 unit in front of the store. Other times it was a random male deputy. When there wasn’t a deputy, there was a guy whose shirt said police in large letters on its back. He wore a duty belt, but it wasn’t clear if he was affiliated with a specific department. I later learned, from a coworker who had a friend who was a deputy, that the sporting goods store had been experiencing a high volume of theft and had been employing the officers to help stop the shoplifting.

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Mark’s Bondage Vacation – Part 02

By Mark from Serious Male Bondage

On the third morning I got up and found our friend strapped down to the medical restraint bench in the next room. I don’t know how long he had been there, but he seemed to be enjoying himself. The best part of his bondage was the wide canvas strap across his chest, and the tube mitts. I think the mitts came from PX Direct or Handcuff Warehouse. The mitts are used when transporting a prisoner, so he is not able to use his fingers or hands. Handcuffs go around each tube at the wrist to hold the hands inside. In this case the handcuffs were threaded through a ring on a heavy leather belt that was locked around his waist. This is a standard setup, and I thought it was fucking hot. I guess I’m a gear guy, so anything like these tube mitts or the handcuff belt are very exciting to me. I’ll have to ask Bind if he would lock me up in this setup later.

As I said in the previous update, I brought three suitcases full of rubber and metal bondage gear. It’s a chore to keep track of all my gear because there are three play areas at Bind’s place. In addition, Bind’s gear is all over the place, and another guy brought his gear too, so it’s easy to mix stuff up.

The “Texas” external catheter I ordered from Amazon has been working out great. I have done four or five scenes so far, and it has saved me each time from stopping the scene to go pee.


I wanted to try the heavy rubber suit in the basement again, only this time I would wear my black sweatshirt and pants over the rubber to keep warmer. Each day, the basement has been getting colder and colder. Bind helped me into the suit again and chained me to the floor. I was very excited to do this again. The experience is so exhilarating.

This time we used a wireless audio baby monitor so Bind didn’t have to keep coming down from the second floor to check on me. (You can see the small baby monitor in the photo above.) The baby monitor has a two-way talk function, so Bind can press the talk button on his receiver upstairs and say, “Mark, how are you doing?” and I can clearly hear his voice in the basement and I can reply without needing to push a button on my end. This worked out super great.

I was wearing the catheter bag strapped to my right calf underneath the rubber suit. This entire setup was totally awesome, but I only lasted a few hours because my hands started to get cold. This was because my hands were resting on the concrete floor, and the rubber gloves that were attached to the suit were much thinner rubber than the suit itself. The only parts of the rubber suit that wasn’t covered by my sweats were my hands and head. My head felt fine because my head was resting on a pillow and the floor mat, and because there was a second rubber face piece zipped onto the front of the hood.

However, my hands couldn’t survive the cold from the cement and the single and thin layer of the gloves, so I stopped the scene within a few hours. Damn! I’m sure I could have gone the whole night if it weren’t for my cold hands. In any case, the experience was fantastic. I drifted off into sub space and my mind chattering stopped. I had absolutely no worries. My mind basked in the thought of the predicament I was in. I was in the dark except for a little light coming through the cracked door. I was in bondage nirvana. I would occasionally pull on the wrist and ankle shackles just to feel them and hear the clink of the chains. There was absolutely no give to the restraints as they were all made of metal and locked to four heavy eyebolts set in the concrete floor. This was the most fantastic scene I had done in a long time, and I had been fantasizing about this scene for months before I actually arrived. Frankly, I can hardly wait to come hack in the spring of 2018 and try it again when the weather is warmer.


In the afternoon we shot a video for Bind’s new series, titled “Mind Trap.” This is a movielike series of updates on his website. I think there are 20 or so in all. The story is about this guy in the future who is arrested and charged with a crime. The authorities probe his mind to verify that he committed the crime. Then, as punishment, they download various bondage scenarios into his mind, which he is forced to participate in.

The photos above show one of the bondage scenes that he must endure while the authorities manipulate computer programs to control his harsh bondage experience. Check out the series on Bind’s website, MenInChains.com.


On this trip I had brought along a really thick StudioGum hood that I borrowed from Bikermtl on Recon, and a large-diameter metal collar that I borrowed from Yossie Silverman. The hood is so thick that a normal size collar would not fit around my neck, but Yossie’s collar did. The collar’s chain was locked to the wall behind me. My steel belt was bolted around my waist, and my gloved hands were shackled and locked to a single attachment point on the back of the belt. This made my hands completely useless, as well as keeping them behind me and out of the way.

My goal was to stay in the thick rubber hood as long as possible, but that ended up being less than two hours. I don’t think the hood was the issue, it was the width and weight of the collar on my neck and shoulders. Once I stopped the scene and the collar was removed, the thick hood became much more manageable, however we traded the hood for a lighter one and I spent a few more hours in it before dinner time.


After dinner I asked one of the guys for help with trying another scenario. I wanted to try a rubber hood and gas mask, along with some leather bondage mitts. I had purchased these mitts years ago at Mr S. They don’t sell them any more. The mitts allow each hand to be folded over and locked. This is not so unusual. However, once each hand is folded over and locked, handcuffs can be closed around each wrist over the leather. I’m sure nobody thought of this when the mitts were originally manufactured at Mr S, but it turns out to work great.

So, once someone is wearing the mitts and completely helpless, it is easy and very exciting and sexy to handcuff their two wrists together by closing the handcuffs over the leather of the mitts. The feeling of this is REALLY exciting for the person in the mitts. I don’t know what it is about this combination, but it is really great and unlike other similar mitts on the market today. I asked the guys to put the mitts on me, fold my hands closed and lock the mitts with padlocks, and then handcuff my hands behind my back. In addition a padlock was used to lock the short chain between the handcuffs to the loop at the back of my steel waist belt, so my wrists were kept tightly in place behind my back.

Two chains were then run from the rings on each side of my rubber hood collar to the back wall, which prevented me from leaning forward very far. My ankles were also shackled together.


I was left alone in my mitts and handcuffs for two or three hours (within earshot of the guys), and the experience was absolutely fantastic! I was once again in bondage nirvana.

The day we did this scene was one day before Halloween. So, while I was tied up and enjoying myself, Bind fired up the video camera and came into the jail with a flashlight. He pretended like he had just discovered me in the cell for the first time and made a big deal about approaching me with caution as if I was a creature from another planet. I guess I reminded him of an alien because of the rubber hood and gas mask. The flashlight made a very eerie effect, and we all enjoyed the antics. After the filming, Bind released me from the mitts and handcuffs, and I put them on him so he could experience their unusual feeling.


The next day was Halloween, so Bind hung up a skeleton outside the entrance to the jail and advertised in the local paper about jail tours and Halloween candy. Some of the guys dressed in skin-color zentai suits and acted as dummy inmates in the jail cells. We would lie motionless and then spring alive and scare the trick-or-treaters. Fun!

The next day some of us went to the local cafe in our orange prisoner suits. Needless to say, on this trip a good time was had by all!


Metal would like to thank Mark from Serious Male Bondage for this true story! See the VIDEOS at his site!

Title of this video series: Bondage Time for Mark