I recently acquired a chair that I will turn into a bondage chair. It needed to get tested. So, I invited SquidVA for its first session. After he arrived, he was ordered to strip completely and then put on the gear I had laid out. He put on a lycra diveskin, the motorcycle leathers, boots, and then gloves. Once in the gear, he was tape gagged, blindfolded, and then told to sit down in the chair. I then started to strap him down to the chair using various belts, chain, and rope that I had available. It took a bit of effort, but it worked out great. Once fully strapped down, he was only able to wiggle a little bit, making him quite easy to play with. I then removed the tape gag and replaced it with a locking muzzle. I figured I could use the extra attachment point on top of his head.
After letting him struggle for a while, and tightening straps where needed, it was time to play with him. I worked his cock and nipples through the leather suit, making him moan into the muzzle. Oh it was fun, making him squirm and moan. I worked him over for quite a while, occasionally stopping to watch him struggle some more. After a couple hours, I slowly unstrapped him from the chair, letting him relax some. He will be back for more bondage fun in the future.
SquidVA is one of my regular players. He loves to be bound. So, we try new things often seeing what other fun bondage we can do. On this particular day, it was finally cool enough to do mummification. I wrapped him from his neck down, keeping his cock readily accessible. Instead of wrapping his head, I used my Mr S Bishop Head Harness as it has a nice gag I could use on the boy.
He stayed wrapped up for about an hour or so and endured plenty of torture during that time. I always love the sound of a boy moaning into a gag.
While a night of heavy bondage and play can be quite enjoyable, sometimes I want to kick back and relax. Perhaps, watch a movie. So, when a bondage boy comes over ready to play, I have a different sort of play in mind. I will put them into bondage, usually heavy but sometimes lighter, chain them to the couch, and watch a movie. The movies widely vary, but I can guarantee that Airplane or Drop Dead Gorgeous won’t be the same for them again!
Upon arrival to San Diego International Airport, leathergloveboy was instructed to walk to a nearby park to meet me. I was ready for him wearing a Marine uniform and had handcuffs at the ready.
We met, said hello. From that point on, things changed. I told him to turn around put his hands on top of his head, to which he complied. I then cuffed him behind his back and put him in leg irons. Now well restrained, I placed him into the car and put the seat belt on. Once I got into the car, I had one more thing for him – a spandex hood. Now hooded, cuffed, and ironed, he was ready for transport.
After a 15 minute drive from the airport, we arrived at my place. I first took his bags out of the car and brought them inside. He was next. I decided it was best for him if the hood did not come off until he was safely chained at my place. So, still in cuffs, irons, and a hood, I led this boy up the stairs and into the apartment. I already had a chain locked to the wall waiting for him attached to a collar. I didn’t remove the hood until I had him collared and chained to the wall. This was only the beginning of a long weekend of bondage for him.
This boy, Troyjr, needed some time in isolation. I had him tape gagged, hooded, straitjacketed, and in ankle restraints. He had been muzzled earlier, but I found the tape gag to be more effective with this one.
I then took him from the futon, walked him to the closet, shoved him down, and locked it behind me. There, he was left for some time, thrashing around but unable to escape.
Sunday morning, time to get ready for Folsom! After letting my two subs get some needed rest, it was time to put them into bondage. MummyEd was the simplest. He wore steel wrist shackles and a lycra leotard. Boy drew put on a Lycra wrestling singlet, then I strapped him into his straitjacket for the day. After putting my Marine woodland uniform and duty belt on, it was time to head out!
We had breakfast in the Castro at a place called “The Cove on Castro”. Rubcop (in his bondage suit), Bailzibub, Allisonwonderland (wearing a Lycra suit) and Michael met us there. On Saturday, it was decided that Rubcop would feed boy drew breakfast while he was bound. It was even more fitting that the restaurant had an omelet called a “BDSM Omelet”. What a sight it was indeed. We weren’t the only ones in gear though. A boy had sat in the table next to us wearing wrist restraints.
After breakfast, we headed on down to Folsom on the MUNI. Rubcop would rejoin us at the event as he had to make a stop at the Mr. S Leather store first. Once we were at our meeting place at 7th St and Folsom St, it was time to finish getting ready for the event. I started by putting a gag and muzzle on boy drew, then chaining him to a bicycle rack at the curb. I next put a locking collar on MummyEd. One additional person, a Mister X from the Bay Area, who was planning to join our “chain gang”, joined us here as well. He brought with him a heavy steel collar, to which I added hinged handcuffs, cuffing his wrists behind him. Now that our group, sans Rubcop, was here – it was time to chain them together. I decided it would be best to have boy drew in front, Rubcop in second, Mister X in third, and MummyEd at the end of the chain. Allisonwonderland, Bailzibub, and Michael would be along to help and take photos. I then attached the leash to boy drew, and away we went.
We headed over to Mr. S first, to pick up Rubcop. After a few minutes, he came out of the store and showed us what he went to pick up. He was wearing a thick posture collar and hood with a locking gag. What a sight – covered head to toe in leather and bondage gear. After a short greeting, I gagged him and locked it on, then showed him his place on my chain. Now with my entire group and “crew”, it was finally time to go out and enjoy the Folsom Street Fair. Our walk through the fair would be slow but fun. I lost count of how many took photos of my group. Leading a group of four subs chained together can be quite a task. I got to see quite a bit while there, but missed other things as I was paying more attention to a path and making sure my group was doing alright. We stopped by the Oink.Com booth first, where a friend of mine, pow90809, was working. I said hello and introduced him to my group. We then proceeded over to the wrestling booth where I met with another friend of mine. He was rather surprised to see that I had such a large group. I had only planned to have two originally.
We wandered our way over to 12th Street and then slowly made our way through the ever crowded fair. It was times like these that I was happy I had my group chained together. Keeping four bound subs together in a big crowd can be tough but with the chain it was a whole lot easier. At 8th Street we headed over to Mr. S again to rest and change clothes. Our Folsom adventure was at a close, at least the part involving the fair. Rubcop stayed in his bondage suit for a while longer, later heading to Stompers for their Folsom party. Bailzibub, Michael, boy drew, MummyEd, and I went back to the hotel, where we freshened up. I changed out of my uniform and into my motorcycle racing leathers, gloves, and boots. We then headed to dinner at Union Square, where I ate dinner in full gear.
A fun and exciting weekend was had. There was lots of heavy bondage, public bondage, gear, and more! We accomplished a lot and did more than I ever thought we would do. I can’t wait until next time!