By Unknown
I went to the local leather bar one night and met a very hot, dominant man. We had seen each other around before, and we talked for a while about bondage, leather and our mutual interest in handcuffs and police gear.
After a little more small talk, he ordered me to follow him to another part of the bar, where he locked a chain around my neck with a small padlock and cuffed my hands behind my back with a set of police cuffs that he pulled from a handcuff case on his belt.
By Rob
Everyone, especially those of us who are into kink like leather, rubber, bondage, SM or any of its derivatives, has a particular set of fantasies that usually evolve from experience to the nest. There are those fantasies that persist even after experience or multiple similar experiences.
By Rich
In September of this year, on a cold afternoon, I decided it was too cold to ride my regular motor unit, a BMW r1150p, and decided not to change out of my uniform and just jump into a patrol vehicle. I’ve been an officer with the California Highway Patrol for 8 years and a motor unit for 4 years. It’s the best job in the world and I can’t think of doing anything else.
By JocKDieseL
My handler John had always been very “creative” when he played with me, but this was one of my more memorable training sessions.
My lesson of the day was to be an exercise in both humility and pride simultaneously. My handler told me that you cannot have one without the other, and I believed him.
By Marknorth
I thought I would share my personal best bondage story and self-bondage technique. Here’s the problem: I live in a rural area and there aren’t too many bondage buddies to be found, making it difficult to be kept as a prisoner on a regular basis. Well, self-bondage is the only option. I am, however, continually frustrated by the fact that I do need to be able to get out of the bonds; making the “scene” somewhat less than “real” for me.
By Erik
Early yesterday evening I got a message from a bisexual guy visiting Helsinki for two days.
Continue reading Tied Up and Edged in a Hotel (a ‘Happened Last Night’ true story)
By CREUSS
Here is a true story…
I have accepted to let you know about an experience I had a couple of years ago.
You will notice that there is nothing exceptional, and we agreed in advance with the “programme,” so no surprise…
So, we had a very nice Wednesday in the forest, a few years ago, in February… How surprising as by chance it was probably one of the nicest days of this winter.
My mate collected me at his local railways station, outside of Paris, near Fontainebleau … We made our way to the forest, and parked the car as close as we could, but we still had a couple of kilometres to walk.
We loaded our rucksack on our backs and made our way through the forest.
We crossed a couple of hikers, but not much… they looked at us as we were both wearing French army combat dress, but we ignored the fact…
Within half an hour we get on the site he had planned…
We did start with some bondage games, but this is not the plot right now… I will let you know another time for this part of the game…
I wanted to get buried in the sand, up to the neck…
By thatsonesickpuppy
i was 24, living in Manhattan and having a lot of fun. It was winter, and i was in a bar in the Village with a small backroom, i’d just come out from the back and sat down, having a beer, having a cigarette and relaxing, looking hot in my first pair of leathers.
He walked in, and i spotted him straight away, and i guess he saw my interest. Unlike everyone else he was wearing a three piece suit, tie and over coat, just like he’d stepped out of a GQ spread.
