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Folsom Street Weekend 2012 – Sunday – Folsom

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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!

MCCUU Woodland uniform

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.

boy drew and Rubcop waiting for breakfast
A BDSM Omelet? No better way to eat one!

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.

Ready to go get Rubcop chained up
On our way to chain up Rubcop.

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.

My group at Folsom and Dore, sans Michael
Obey or be bound… or be bound anyway!
Pigs from a “flash mob” at Folsom

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.

Dinner at the Cheesecake Factory 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!

Folsom Street Weekend 2012 – Friday

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After much planning and anticipation, Folsom weekend was finally upon us. I packed up the car and headed out. After reaching the hotel and settling in a bit, MummyEd picked me up in his van. We headed over to San Francisco International Airport to pick up boy drew, who was coming from Canada. After having some difficulty with parking, we managed to find a good and quiet spot. We met him at the baggage claim in the terminal and walked out to the car. We had set up the seat in the back, so MummyEd was our “chauffeur” for our drive to the Noe Valley area. After getting buckled in, I proceeded to put boy drew into my Peerless Model 700 handcuffs, CTS Thompson Model 7084 Blue Box, and Chicago Model 2500 Oversized Boot Cuffs. It was a nice and fairly restrictive introduction to a bondage filled weekend.

We then headed up to Noe Valley where we met the folks from Serious Bondage. A couple of them joined us for dinner, where I led boy drew in cuffs and irons down the street to the restaurant. When the people at the restaurant saw us, they weren’t that surprised. It was Folsom weekend after all! So, boy drew ate his dinner with the rest of us, him being in cuffs and irons for the duration. After dinner, we headed back to Serious Bondage where we picked up a Maxcita Psycho-X straitjacket for MummyEd to wear the next day. Well, not so much picked up as had him try one on for size. It fit quite well. As a result, it was decided he would be kept in the jacket. A hood was added for good measure; at this point he really had no choice anyway. So, with MummyEd in a straitjacket and hood, boy drew in handcuffs and leg irons, it was time to head to the hotel. We stopped by MummyEd’s car to get the rest of their gear and that is where things got just a bit more interesting. I had to get the keys to the van out of MummyEd’s pocket, which wasn’t quite so easy with him being in a straitjacket. After finding out he was a bit ticklish there, I did finally get the keys. We, or I really should say I at this point, grabbed boy drew’s three bags, MummyEd’s backpack, and his sleeping gear. I had to carry this over to the MUNI (J Line) which we were going to take back to the hotel in downtown. After putting the gear together, we all headed over to the train. Everything was going well until the train actually arrived. The doors opened, boy drew and MummyEd got on. I had to bring the bags up and make sure they got on safe. All was going alright until the doors started to close! No!!!! boy drew managed to stop the door from closing, I hurried to get the bags up, and off we went. What a start to a trip! After getting things arranged on the train, I paid our fare and headed back to my two bound subs. Oh the looks, photo requests, and questions we got made the trip that much more entertaining.

Finally reaching Powell Station, we got off the train and walked the rest of the way to the hotel. There were quite a few confused looks as we headed up Grant St toward the hotel. At the hotel itself, they didn’t seem to notice much which was amusing. After getting to the room, it was time to let them out of their bondage so they could get ready for sleep. After they were ready for bed, I put boy drew into fist mitts and bondage socks, connecting them by chain. I put MummyEd into my heavy wrist shackles and it was off to bed. Another fun day was ahead of us.