By PFC Pflege
After boot camp I was sent to Camp Smith, which sits in the hills overlooking Pearl Harbor. It’s also headquarters for the Fleet Marine Force, and CINCPAC (Commander in Chief Pacific), so it’s a pretty important base. As a result, they spent more money on it than other bases, and the barracks were pretty fancy by Marine Corps standards.
Push-up slave writes,
When it comes down to it, I guess it started as a way to test my self-control. I had been playing around with chastity on my own for a little while, but after a few days I would just unlock and blow my load. So when I was given the option to give control of my cock over to a Keyholder, at first I was nervous. It sounded hot, but could I really handle it? I was about to find out.
The second it was locked, He ordered me to do 30 push-ups. We hadn’t talked about forced workouts before, but He was in charge so I complied. At that point, 30 push-ups were close to my max, so I struggled a lot, but I finished. Next, he ordered me to do as many push-ups as I could (30 minimum) before speaking to him each day. He said wanted me exhausted when I reported to him.
Each morning, I woke up and immediately did my push-ups. In a lot of ways, it helped me channel the horny energy I had and lessen the pain of my dick’s attempt at morning wood. I did them naked. I’m not sure why, it just felt right.
12 days in, He upped the number from 30 push-ups to 50 push-ups. As I got on the floor to do them, I realized that I had given myself, in some way, to my Keyholder. He could have told me to do 100 push-ups and I wouldn’t have stopped until I pleased him. My dick strained in the cage at the thought, but I just used that energy to do as many push-ups as I could. That night, I woke up in the middle of the night with cum leaking out of my cage; it wasn’t satisfying at all and only made me hornier.
16 days in, He said it. “You are my push-up slave.” I hadn’t thought of myself as a slave before, but in that moment I knew he was right. It wasn’t about my self-control; it was about giving up control and submitting to another Man. I was doing push-ups to improve myself, so that my Keyholder would be proud of me.
So here I am, 30 days in and still His push-up slave. I’ve transformed my need to cum into a need to serve Him. And while I hope that my dick will be let out soon for some relief, I am pretty sure that I will keep doing push-ups to please Him.
Metal would like to thank push-up slave for the picture and information above.
Lots of chastity devices are available from Mr S
By Quandt
I have worn a Latowski belt through airport security.
I flew from the Palm Beach Airport to visit a friend in San Francisco. I took off my boots and threw all my stuff into a gray plastic tub.
By Pete
I have read all of the stories on the Metalbond website, but none stirred anything as deeply in me as the story “Roger” by David Sellers. I have read it over and over and have spent a lot of time thinking about it. I mentioned it casually to my partner of seven years a few more times than I realized. He never indicated that he noticed how much I liked the story.
By Nick Ensign
I bought this cage for myself last month, and it arrived on Christmas Eve. It’s very important to me that the chastity cage be all metal. I have been in a silicon birdlocked several times, but it doesn’t feel right and the plastic can stick to the skin at times. I was surprised at how comfortable this new cage turned out to be.
After spending Christmas Day testing it, on the day after Christmas I wriggled into it and snapped the lock on for the duration. To ensure that I was good, I then drove across town and gave all the keys to my keyholder. We agreed to leave it on for 4 days.
Hey men, there is a story behind these handcuffs! To read “One, Police Plaza, NYC,” , which is posted tonight to the Prison Library, click the picture below:
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Check out what is on the Huffington Post:
Three Days of Torture in a Male Chastity Device
Metal would like to thank is friend Jeff for passing this along.
By Bind
I discovered a man near San Francisco who is known on Recon as Ropetopsfbay. He had fantastic pictures of men whom he had tied up. The rope work was not just secure looking, but very attractive on the men he tied up. He taught ropes classes, was published, and had given many demonstrations of his work with men in San Francisco. The minute that I saw his work, I wanted to be tied up by him.