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:
For even more stories and pictures involving handcuffs, click here.
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:
For even more stories and pictures involving handcuffs, click here.
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.
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).
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
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.