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.
By Skinric
Metal put a small item on this site a little while back about chastity control where a guy was to be locked without any knowledge of when of if he was ever to be released. After a small exchange of messages with Metal, he asked me about my experiences of flying whilst locked, so here goes:
My first experience of this was about 15 years back. A good friend was going on holiday, hiking in the USA for about six weeks. He had a device made by a German company called Balbos, this was a stainless steel sphere with a thick collar that split in two (bit like those ball weights).
To see many more pictures and read about this heavy scene, click on the tab for the Prison Library.
By Bind
After months of planning, my friend dug a hole seven feet deep. The plan was for me to be buried alive in the hole. I wasn’t sure how he would dig me out, and I wondered why the hole was so deep. I was starting to wonder if I was going to be buried, or just trapped in the hole and covered with a plywood board or something. But, knowing my friend and his creativity, I suspected the unexpected.
Continue reading My Experience Getting Buried Seven Feet Down in a Backyard
Hey fellas, watch this site this coming weekend for a full report from Bind on his experience getting buried alive. A complete write-up and pictures will appear on Saturday night at 7 p.m. Eastern time in the Prison Library.
By Pisslurper
My friend Metalbond invited me out to Fire Island, where he has a house share. I was going to leave work early on Monday afternoon, spend the night with Metal on Fire Island, and leave mid morning on Tuesday to head back for an afternoon meeting at work. Monday morning, I threw a swimsuit, pair of shorts, sandals and two t-shirts in a bag.
One Metalbond reader had the opportunity to! To read all about it, check out tonight’s new story in the Prison Library, Handcuffed by cops Down Under.
By Quandt
I just got home after a weekend of play in the mountains of Georgia. I want to share it with you.
I have been playing with Mike for about 15 years now. We make a date for every six months and then alternate Top and Bottom positions so we bottom to each other at least once a year. Anticipating our play dates keeps a lid on our excitement and gives us time to negotiate and roughly plan what might happen.
