THE ASYLUM SUBJECT

My friends and I have always played tie up games, but I was looking for more bondage fun, and ready to kick it to the next level, looking for more intensity. I was cruising through some local bondage ads when I ran across this.

"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.

The Binural Beats, along with the pot and poppers were making me extremely relaxed and horny, and keeping me feeling drugged up. I could feel myself being very slowly strapped to the table, with my cock being tormented in the process.

With all of the straps finally in place, I really now felt like the bondage subject in the asylum. I was squirming in the straps, pulling my arms in the straight jacket, and knowing I was going no where. My head was off in another world I was feeling like the horny bondage subject in the asylum. The Binural Beats, along with the pot and poppers were turning this into a dreamy reality. I was the Boy who would be subjected to cock play and torment tests to see how long I could hold out.

I was so relaxed, and drifting in and out of a light sleep. I was consistently squirming against my bonds, while my cock was being teased, both by hand, as well as with the vibrators. My feet felt so nice and sweaty in my Sanuks, and it was like every time I could see a vision of the Sanuks, my cock got even harder, and I would pull against the straight jacket and the straps extremely hard, but  I was going nowhere. I was beginning to wonder as how long as test asylum subject could I hold out before I would shoot. I was finding this a combination extremely relaxing, but also frustrating, because in one respect, I wanted to cum, but I was really enjoying this inescapable bondage role play scene to much, as I was being teased, tested, frustrated and relaxed, and feeling sedated, all at the same time, I did not want it to end.

Relaxed and floating, a gag was added. The Binural Beats, really added to the relaxation and sensory deprivation, I mind was wandering even more. I was now beginning to focus on certain parts of my body, which was making me even hornier.

But with eight straps already in place, a blanket was added, and more rope is used to secure me to the table. The pot, poppers with different aromas and Binural Beats had me in the right headspace, the horny asylum Boy having my cock teased and tested. I was going no place, squirming and wanting to shoot, but John just kept feeding me poppers, and using the vibrators. Each time he used the heavy duty vibrator, I was feeling really tested to see how long I could hold on. Would I have to moan for him to stop, or could I hold on until he decided to stop. Each time he used the heavy duty vibrator, I was able to hold on until he decided to stop. He would use the heavy duty vibrator six times for several minutes each time. John knew just went to stop with the heavy duty vibrator, and this Asylum Boy I did not want to leave his bondage prison.

It was time for the blanket to be removed. The eight straps still held my body to the table. I felt my cock taken out of my Levis. where I was hooked up to a Venus Milking Machine being very slowly teased and tested.

I had no idea how long this went on, or at this point how long I had been tied up, but after one more popper hit, I had drifted off. All of a sudden, I felt my toes inside my Sanuks curling, I was moaning into the gag, and pulling against the straps and the straight jacket, my cock was feeling very sensitive, and I drifted off again. I could then feel myself  being milked and teased, and having fun. I shot into the machine.. Finally, I was spent. While I had drifted off twice, I did feel two nice sensations at my cock, then got milked. I was later told when I had drifted off, I had shot into the machine twice. 

I was told by John that I was an awesome Boy, having shot twice while my mind was in a twilight type sleep. I was not ready to be untied, which I was.

When I looked at the clock, I found I was tied up almost three hours. At the end of the scene I did feel relaxed, and throughout the scene did feel like the tied up, drugged up Asylum Boy who had submitted for cock teasing and torment testing. I thanked John for the session and left. It was a most awesome scene.

** Never engage in bondage with someone you don't know or trust. All of these scenes of me tied up were done with a trusting friend **