Bondage and Gear by Sir SD Michael
Heavy Bondage, Gear, and More!
Sometimes I get to have fun with others into uniforms. This boy enjoys US Army uniforms and prison gear. We played for a weekend, with him bound most of the time in steel. He slept in cuffs and irons, spent many waking hours in some form of restraint, and spent the entire time in gear. We both had a lot of fun.
A friend of mine, LALthrBondage, spent the evening with me recently. We always have fun tying each other up. He usually brings some of his gear along as well. This time, he slept bound overnight chained to my futon. You just never know what might happen when he visits.
Socalbond needed some bondage R&R, so he came down to see me for a day. After he arrived, he was quickly put into handcuffs and leg irons. I stripped him of his tank top, ripping and cutting it off of him. Once cuffed, I shoved a ball gag into his mouth and blindfolded him. It was a good start to a long day of heavy bondage. Throughout the day, without exception, he was kept in some form of bondage. I kept him gagged or muzzled most of the time as well. I started with strapping him down to my bondage chair and torturing him for quite some time. I slowly added and tightened the straps holding him down until he was begging me to release him. After the bondage chair came the straitjacket. He was kept in the jacket and bound in various positions, still not allowed to cum. In the process, I extended his previous record of being strapped in a straitjacket, which was fun to do. Later in the evening, I cooked dinner. While I cooked, he was cuffed, in irons, and gagged while chained at both ends to my futon. Dinner was served to him in a dog bowl on the floor. I ate at the dinner table.
After our dinner, I put him into bondage sleeves and chained him down to the futon. After a long day of bondage and torture, he was begging to cum. I kept him on edge a while longer, using the vibrator only and forcing him to beg even more. Finally, he was allowed to cum, which he did into my hand. I smeared his load all over his chest. He was then given a bit of time to rest. When it was time to put him to bed, I replaced the bondage sleeves with fist mitts, chaining them together. A shorter spreader bar was locked at his ankles for the evening as well.
