"WANTED, MALE TO BE A BONDAGE SUBJECT, I am in my late 30's, 6'2", 185 pounds, looking for a subject who wants to be put into intense bondage for a role play scene. Be willing to do 420 and poppers. Provide stats and photo in your reply e mail.
I responded to the ad with a photo, and within an hour got a response. He said his name was John. After we got to talking on line, we then talked on the phone. He asked about a scene I might be interested in, and I told him bondage, and having my cock teased. John asked me if there was a particular role play scene I would like, and I told him I always had a fantasy of being the boy in an asylum scene where I would get strapped to a table to see how long I could hold out. He asked me if I had any shoes like Sanuk Vagabond Sidewalk Surf Shoes or Vans Slip on Sneakers. I told him I had both. When we set up the session, John told me to wear a pair of slip on shoes.
As I took a shower and got dressed, I put on the Levis 511 Jeans going commando, my gray Sanuk Vagabond kicks with a tee shirt and a light hooded sweatshirt. I got in the car and drove to John's house, which was out in the country. The house sat about a half a mile off the road.
When I arrived, I followed John's instructions. This was to walk into the garage, put the door down, put on the blindfold and sit in a chair. I followed his instructions.
I waited for a little while, when John walked out into the garage, looked me over. John then said, I like the Sanuks, as patients in an asylum scene should not have shoes with laces. When I heard this, my cock got rock hard.
John stood me up and had me hold my arms out in front of me. I could feel I was being placed into a heavy canvas straight jacket. The straps on the back were secured, then the arms were placed through the front and side D Rings, and the arms were secured. John then took my belt, and sat me back into the chair. He broke out a joint, and we proceeded to get stoned. My asylum scene was looking like it was going to be fun as I was now getting stoned, relaxed, and feeling drugged up. Once we were done with the joint, John put some sort of wrap around my blindfold and duct taped it into place. A leather hood was added, and then the hood from the sweatshirt was pulled up over my head and tied into place. I was stood up, taken into the house, and marched down a long hallway, then upstairs, where I was sat on the edge of a table. I was then laid back on the table, and put into position. Headphones were then put on my head blocking out the sound other than the Binural Beats that were playing through the headphones. Now the sight and sound were gone, but I was not yet gagged.
I was being fed poppers with different aromas, and having my cock played with through my Levis, with the vibrators. This went on for a little while until my ankles would be secured.
With the ankles now secure, I felt like I was in a room in an asylum. Come back next week to see more