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Cop Buddies

January 18, 2016 Tex 2 Comments

By Tex

I was sitting around the house watching TV with some friends. Two of them are cops. They came over in full uniform. We were having some beers, gettin’ a little crazy. I was rootin’ for the team that the other guys didn’t like, and my team was winning! They didn’t like that. I was teasing them about it. My buddy came over and put me in a headlock, the other guys were laughing.

One cop buddy pulled out a pair of hinged cuffs and said, “I can hold him for you.”

I was still in the headlock, the guys were laughing, each cop grabbed one of my arms, pinned them behind me while I struggled. They were laughing at me as they cuffed me tight behind my back and sat back laughing.

He said, “That’ll teach you, buddy.”

I said, “Come on man take the cuffs off!”

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Copdar – Taking a Chance

January 9, 2016 Cuffsandcops 1 Comment

By Cuffsandcops

While out running a few errands this evening, my truck signaled that the fuel level was low. I had already been thinking about running my truck through a car wash in order to wipe the first layer of winter salt and grime from its outside. I decided to head for a one stop shop and pulled in to gas up. I swiped my card and pressed a few buttons to include a car wash in the total bill. The nozzle was removed and I began to fill up the truck.

It was then that I heard a very distinct sound that made my head snap up. The sound was that of a pair of handcuffs clinking together. It came from the vehicle parked at the pump in front of mine. Actually it was made by a pair of standard Peerless chain cuffs that were dangling from a strap above the left leg of a man dressed in blue.

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Staked out

August 6, 2015 Metal Leave a comment

Here are some pictures from a reader, along with his story behind the pictures:

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Hey man.

Here is the story behind these pics:

There was this dude who I used to play with sometimes. He lived in the city but also had a house upstate with a lot of dungeon gear. He asked me if I wanted to come up and be kept tied up for a weekend — and I had never done anything like that so I said yes.

He also asked another dude he knew to come up for the weekend, and the two of them picked me up in his car in the city. They immediately made me strip off my shoes/socks/shirt, then cuffed me and drove me about 3 hours up to his place in the country. Once we arrived, they immediately stripped off my jeans and boxers, then marched me out back behind his house. It was a real country house and didn’t have any neighbors.

He already had the stakes all set out, and made me lay on the ground and stretched me out with ropes. After they had my ankles and wrists tied, he also tied a rope around my balls and stretched those down to another stake.

Then they told me that I was going to be left there until dark (it was only about 1pm at that point, so I was a little panicky — but couldn’t get loose). They went into the house for a while, so I was stuck outside alone — but every half hour or so, one of the guys would come out, stroke my cock with baby oil till I was hard and close to shooting, but wouldn’t let me shoot. When I got too close, they would just walk away and leave me alone again. They would also take a long thin branch and whip my feet and my balls at different points. This lasted for about 5 hours or so — and by the time it was beginning to get dark, I was really trying to get loose and begging — but they still wouldn’t untie me. It was a pretty intense scene.

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Held prisoner

July 19, 2015 Straghtjacket 2 Comments

By Straghtjacket

It was a while ago that I responded to an ad in Drummer Magazine. The bondage toy market wasn’t nearly as expansive as it is now and men didn’t talk much about safe words, at least not the guys I hung out with. Well, some did have safewords and that was a distinguishing characteristic between “serious” men and players. I came out to old guard men who taught me the ropes. I was a bottom and essentially a slave to everyone. I had to work my way from being scum to finally earning my leathers.

I was held prisoner by two guys that looked like hairy bearded red necks. They were just as likely to drink a coke in the bars as they were to drink booze. They were the first tattooed men that I had known at the time and they always smelled of cigar smoke.

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In Memoriam: PFC Pflege

June 8, 2015 Metal Leave a comment

I learned today from Master Jack the sad news that PFC Pflege died recently. I never had the opportunity to meet him in person, but I did communicate with him via email a few times, and I also devoured his many true-life stories that he shared over the years.

A former Marine, Dan was a lifelong bondage fanatic whose passion for adventurous play was well documented over at Master Jack’s website, Bondagezine. He was described as a fun-loving, gregarious fellow who was kind and generous.

“Dan came to me for many scenes until his health wouldn’t permit,” said Master Jack in an email. “We talked all the time, and he sent us huge bouquets of flowers each Thanksgiving and Christmas. He was a warm and wonderful man. I will miss him.”

For a link to Dan’s self-described apogee of his bondage scenes, posted at Bondagezine, click here.

And for Dan’s author page in the Metalbond Prison Library, click here.

Metal would like to express sincere condolences to Master Jack on the loss of his longtime friend.

Also, thank you, Master Jack, for sharing this information, and for allowing so many of Dan’s stories to be reposted here.

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Out of the Box

March 15, 2015 Metal Leave a comment

Check this out:

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Thanks to RH of Mencomix for this!

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Punisher extended wear

December 15, 2014 Pisslurper 3 Comments

By Pisslurper

I had been gone on a business trip for about 9 days. I jerked off on Sunday night in the hotel, and vowed not to jerk off on Monday night because I was coming home to my boyfriend on Tuesday evening. Surfing porn on the internet (especially the hot stories and pics on METALBOND) made me pretty horny. Before I got on the plane Tuesday, I emailed my boyfriend and asked him to set out The Punisher, handcuffs, and leg irons for me when I got home. I landed around 9:00 PM and was getting myself worked up on the drive home from the airport thinking about having my cock locked in the Punisher. This was Tuesday evening, and my plan was to have my boyfriend lock my cock in it when I got home and stay in it until I went back to work on Thursday morning, if I could stand it. My previous record in The Punisher had been 24 hours. Well, I am writing this on Friday evening, and my cock is still locked in it — almost 72 hours so far, and no end in sight!

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Having Fun With a Houseguest

October 20, 2014 Collector2 5 Comments

Having Fun With a Houseguest

By Collector2

I had a houseguest who brought several different outfits with him for me to try. The one that really was my favourite was a Rubber Prison made by Studio Gum. This incredible suit not only totally encloses the wearer in heavy rubber but also has locks built into every zipper pull so once in it you have no chance of getting back out without help. Accessories include inflatable fist mitts, a number of different inflatable gags, blindfold and a gas mask that also locks onto the suit, rendering it impossible to remove the blindfold and/or gag. Add a breathing restrictor or a rebreather bag and the possibilities are infinite. The only thing I would change on the suit would be to add an air-tight zipper to prevent the sweat from leaking out.

I had decided to introduce my guest to electro that evening (I have an Erostek 312) so I started off the evening by putting my guest into the Rubber Prison, with attached electro cock rings, a suspension harness and leg spreader bar all locked on. He spent the next two hours just hanging around grunting and yelping as I played with the electro. By the time I let him down he had a very good idea of how electro works.

As soon as he was let out of the suit the electro cock rings and a large, dual pole, butt plug was fitted to me then I was locked into the still warm and sweaty suit. The suspension harness, fist mitts and spreader bar were locked in place and I was hung up with my legs pulled up to my back. Just to up the anti an inflatable butterfly gag and blindfold were added and the gas mask locked on over them leaving me no other focus besides the ministrations of the Erostek. I was left that way for two hours with the only changes being the varying cycles and intensities of the Erostek, the position of my hands and bouts of breath control.

When I was let down the mask, blindfold and gag were taken off and I was allowed to remove the electro but then the suit was locked back up and I was left to rest for an hour.

Then it was time for bed. I was taken into the other room and helped into my leather combination sleep sack / straightjacket. It was laced tight, the gas mask locked back onto the suit, then even tighter straps were all done up. My arms were crossed and snugged down then every buckle (13 in all) had a padlock added to make sure I “slept tight” I managed 3 hours that way then my own stupidity reared its ugly head. Thinking of the lack of possibility of bathroom breaks I hadn’t drank enough before hand and dehydration started to create stomach cramps. I was released from the sleep sack and mask and given ginger ale to drink, which settled my stomach again then was allowed to go to bed, still locked in the Rubber Prison. I wasn’t released till after 10 the next morning for a total of more than 12 hours locked in the suit. I LOVED it and really wish I could do it again, preferably locked in several layers of rubber sleep sacks this time. Unfortunately, as the suit isn’t mine and the owner isn’t local there is very little chance of that happening again any time soon but one can always dream. (Anyone else want to help with that one?)

I really want to give a heartfelt thanks to my guest for affording me the opportunity to try this and I hope that he enjoyed what was done to him that week as well.