COLLEGE WRESTLER SUBMITS TO BONDAGE

Before we start with the story, I wanted to point the next forty one posts are bondage sessions I had with John. These sessions occurred over a three and one half year period. John and I met for a total of forty one Bondage Sessions, where he tied me up. Of these forty one sessions of me tied up, forty of those sessions were me strapped or tied to his massage table, and the majority of them of are of me tied in the straight jacket. We captured pictures of me in all of these sessions, though with some sessions there were more pictures than others. I wrote stories based on what I felt during each session, and in quite a few instances, turned them into amusing bondage stories, to include the College Boy Tanner Series and the College Boy Programming Series. John had a blast tying me up, and I had a blast being tied up. While I had posted these stories previously in phases, I took all of the posts surrounding each scene, put the story into one post, and created a slideshow from the pictures we took during each scene, With everything going on right now, perhaps the bondage and sneaker fiends will find these posts and stories amusing and entertaining. Of course, there is still more to this blog, so enjoy. I had a lot of fun making 
more concise. Also, when you have a consistent bondage friend who likes to tie you up, the trust is there on both ends, and in our case, John knew how to show me a good time each being fun, pleasure and torment which I emensly enjoyed. And of course of you were wondering were the kicks being worn under the blanket, the answer is "YES"!

John was an outstanding College Wrestler in his weight class of 190 pounds. John, who liked to be the class clown liked to stay up to all hours, especially when the team was on the road. Everyone on the team was stoked. Knowing John was the key to a win for this particular meet the next day. Duncan and Taylor, the team Captains along with Rusty and Jimmy decided John needed to be kept in check for the night. The four hatched a plan to ensure John stayed in for the evening.

John was an outstanding College Wrestler in his weight class of 190 pounds. John, who liked to be the class clown liked to stay up to all hours, especially when the team was on the road. Everyone on the team was stoked. Knowing John was the key to a win for this particular meet the next day. Duncan and Taylor, the team Captains along with Rusty and Jimmy decided John needed to be kept in check for the night. The four hatched a plan to ensure John stayed in for the evening.

Duncan sent Rusty and Jimmy to John’s room, and Rusty knocked on the door. John opened the door, and invited them in. John was wearing Levis Jeans, a Tee Shirt and his Adidas Combat Speed Four Wrestling Kicks. John had bought a separate pair of these kicks to wear around so he would not get into trouble with the coach. Jimmy said, “ looks like you going out”. John said “Yup”!. Jimmy said to John, “before you go, we have a nice little surprise for you”. John said “okay”. Rusty said, “well, the surprise is in our room, but we don’t want you to see it until the right time, so we need to blindfold you, but it will be one hell of a party”. The unsuspecting John said “okay”, and Rusty proceeded to blindfold John.

They took John down the hall to Duncan and Taylor’s room, and went in. John, still blindfolded, was told to put out his arms. John felt some sort of heavy canvas being placed on him. John said, “okay, if you guys want to tie me up, go ahead”. Duncan and Taylor in pretty short order secured John into the straight jacket.  Taylor said to John, “if you talk or yell, you will be gagged, understand’? John said “Yes Sir.  The four noticed John was starting to become quite aroused. Duncan looked at the gang and said “Our party fiend is also a bondage fiend, we can kill two birds with one stone. We will not only keep John out of trouble, but it looks like we all will have some fun in the process”.

Taylor took an ace bandage, wrapped it around John’s head, then taped it into place. Rusty then placed a leather hood over John’s head and cinched it up tight.  Rusty and Jimmy placed John on the massage table on his back. Taylor secured the left ankle with a restraint, while Duncan secured the right ankle.

Taylor, Duncan, Rusty and Jimmy each took turns using two lashing straps each to secure John to the table. Once secured, Duncan said to John, “it looks like you enjoy being tied up”. John said “Yes Sir”, I do, and I will cooperate”. Taylor then put on the stereo head phones and started playing head trip music. The four sat there and admired their captured team mate trophy.

After about twenty minutes, John started to get yappy. Rusty walked over to the table and said, “Do I need to gag you?.  John told Rusty to “buzz off”. At this point Rusty grabbed the duct tape and taped his mouth shut.

At this point, Taylor, Duncan, Rusty and Jimmy started to play cards. In between hands, they would go over and torment him. John would squirm and moan into the gag, but everyone knew he was going nowhere.  This went on for about two hours, when it was now bedtime.

After about twenty minutes, John started to get yappy. Rusty walked over to the table and said, “Do I need to gag you?.  John told Rusty to “buzz off”. At this point Rusty grabbed the duct tape and taped his mouth shut.

At this point, Taylor, Duncan, Rusty and Jimmy started to play cards. In between hands, they would go over and torment him. John would squirm and moan into the gag, but everyone knew he was going nowhere.  This went on for about two hours, when it was now bedtime.

With John still fully dressed, wearing the Adidas Wrestling Shoes, strapped in a straight jacket, and still strapped to the table, Taylor and Jimmy took a blanket from the closet, and draped it over John. Duncan and Rusty took some rope and secured John to the table even more. Rusty removed the duct tape gag, but said to John, “we just want you to stay warm, so you sleep tight. Oh, and by the way”, if you start to yell, scream or talk loudly, Duncan and Taylor will get up and use a full roll of duct tape on your mouth, understand”. John said “Yes Sir.

Jimmy and Rusty left, and Taylor and Duncan went to bed, but not before going to John and tormenting his body though the blanket. They could tell John liked this, and they did this for about twenty minutes, before it was lights out.

The next morning, Taylor got up, then Duncan got up. They went over to the table, and undid the rope and took the blanket off. Taylor said to Duncan “look at this!!. I was a huge wet spot down in John’s groin area.

John started to wake up. Duncan said to John, “if you behave, we will untie you”. John said “Yes Sir, I will be have”. Duncan and Taylor began to remove the lashing straps, then the restraints. They sat John up, and took off the stereo headphones, leather hood and blindfold. Duncan then brought
John a glass of Orange Juice.  John had been tied up a total of nine hours.

John then made a confession to Duncan and Taylor. “Guys, I am a huge bondage fiend, and love to be tied up by other guys. I always had a fantasy of being tied up overnight to stay out of trouble. In fact, what was more awesome, was I had two wet dreams, and each time I woke up, I felt a wet spot in my crotch area, but being tied up and blindfolded, I quickly drifted back to sleep. This was awesome”!. 

Rusty and Jimmy stopped by Duncan and Taylor’s room, and Taylor told Rusty and Jimmy what John had just told them. Jimmy looked at John and said “maybe we need to tie you up more often”.  John said “anytime you guys want”

TIED UP BY STRAIGHT BRENT

Brent was the Graduate College Student doing studies to see how much bondage certain guys could take and how long they could go. Brent wanted his subjects, stoned and poppered up ready to go off in another world. After answering his ad, I was ready to comply and be his bondage subject. I am put into the straight jacket, then strapped to the massage table as bondage experimental subject

I was looking for a scene where the bondage would be inescapable. I found this ad on Craigs List that read:

BONDAGE SUBJECT WANTED: I am looking for a guy who wants to be tied up in a Straight Jacket wearing Sneakers or Boots, Must be into Poppers, 420 and role play. I am 30 years old, white, six feet, 160 pounds, blue eyes, blond hair buzz cut. Put BONDAGE in the subject line when responding.

I responded to the ad. I heard back and this guy's name was Brent. After talking on line, Brent and I met in a bar. In a small town, Brent and I met and actually knew each other. It was strange, because Brent liked Girls, but liked to tie up guys and get tied up. Brent had no idea of my extra curricular activities, but we were both loving the idea of a bondage session. After a few beer's we decided we would talk again.

Brent contacted me the next day, and being Brent and I had known each other for years, we both felt safe with each other. Brent wanted his little hobby kept quiet, and I wanted to get tied up by someone I knew I could trust. We set up a time, and I went to Brent's house.

Brent lived alone in nice section of town. I wore a pair of Levis 513 Jeans, a blue tee shirt, the soft sole Minnetonka Boots with black ankle socks. When I arrived at Brent's, he was wearing the exact same outfit, but his Minnetonka Boots were hard soles.

When I entered the house, Brent and I had a beer, and Brent fired up a joint. We talked about the scene, and the scene would be that I would be the Captured Mug in Moccasins. His role would be the College Graduate student doing studies to see how much bondage certain guys could take, what they could take, and how long they could hold out. Of course, Brent wanted his subjects stoned, poppered up and ready to go off to another world. This was the type of scene I was looking to do.

After we smoked a joint, we were both getting high. Brent took me to a room, where there was a massage table, a canvas posey hospital straight jacket, and an assortment of straps and rope. Brent asked me if I was ready and I said sure. Brent trussed me up in the straight jacket,  and he fed me four more hits off a joint. Brent then wrapped a bandage around my eyes, then put the leather gimp hood put on my head and cinched tight. I was laid back on the table, where the headphones went on playing  Binural Beats. I was given a hit of poppers, and I got instantly hard inside my Levis as I saw myself as the Captured Mug in Moccasins in a Straight Jacket.

I am high and squirming. I am feeling like the Captured Mug in Moccasins. I was wondering if the bondage would be getting any more intense.

I was being fed poppers and played with, and squirming, both with Brent's hand and the vibrators. After a little while, the play stopped, where more straps were added. Brent took his time, adding straps, then stopping to take time to tease me and my cock, then adding more straps.

Once all the straps were added, I was being fed Poppers, and squirming. With the Binural Beats, I was feeling like a Captured Mug in Moccasins, and Brent's play thing. I loved the soft sole ones, as these boots were conforming to my feet and for a reason, I getting turned on by this,  Brent opened the zipper on the hood, and fed me three more hits of pot off a joint. The zipper was again closed. I was feeling nice relaxed and tingly, when I was force fed three hits of poppers. I was being teased with the vibrators as this Captured Mug was beginning to wonder what Brent how long Brent would do this, and what he would do next. I realized that I was his experiment and play thing, then I drifted off into a light sleep.

I don't know what happened, but I had fallen asleep. I was now having this dream, with Brent now standing over me, and there I was with eight straps were holding me in place. In the dream, Brent had draped a blanket over my body, with more rope added. I was totally secure, and off in a nice dreamy bondage world feeling like Brent's Captured Moccasin Mug. I was fed more inhalants, and my dream continued. I now saw myself in an Iron Lung. I could see Brent in his Levis, Minnetonka Knee High Boots, wearing a tee shirt and a lab coat. He then put his hands into two gloves and reached inside of the Iron Lung, where he inserted a steel rod into my piss hole. Electrodes were placed on the rod, and I felt my cock very pleasurable, with electricity being delivered to the inside of my cock.

I then saw those Brent and those gloved hands grab a heavy duty vibrator, and begin to use it on my cock. I had all of the feeling and sight of me in the Iron Lung, with a pleasant chemical being sent to my lungs on every breath, keeping me sleepy, dreamy and horny. The heavy duty vibrator was used for a total of six times for about five to ten minute each, but it felt like an eternity, which was awesome.

Suddenly everything went black, then turned purple. At this point the blanket and ropes, were removed, but the straps were still in placed. Continuing to be fed poppers, it felt like chloroform, where I would be put into a nice light sleep, and a Venus Milking Machine on my cock.

The Venus was being relentless, keeping my on the edge, where I was squirming. One part of me wanted to shoot, and the other part of me wanted to the scene to continue. I then felt one nostril pinches off, and I was inhaling a chemical. This then happened to the other nostril, where I fell into a dreamy state, with my cock focused on the Milking Machine, my body strapped down, and my feet and toes curling inside those soft sole moccasins, loving being the Captured Mug Play Thing.

After a while, I could feel something pleasurable at my cock, and it being played with until I could not stand it any more. Suddenly the play stopped, and Brent left the room. He came back a little while later, fed me some Poppers, then proceeded to stroke my cock again. I shot, and was again milked until I was spent. I wound up shooting three times.

I was finally released, and had spent almost three hours tied up, high, secure and in a nice dreamy state. The pot, poppers and binaural beats, along the hood was keeping my brain focused on certain parts of the scene. As the bondage and the scene progressed, I definitely felt like the Captured Mug in Moccasins and Brent's plaything.

Both Brent and I had an awesome scene, as the scene played out the way we both hoped it would.

Here are the stills from this set

COLLEGE BOY PROGRAMMING

After being tied to the Massage Table three more times, based on what I was feeling and experiencing. I turned these sessions into a series of amusing bondage stories. Johnny is a College Boy who will find himself tied up by his Psychology Professor. These stories are College Boy Programming, which is how Johnny becomes a Programming Bondage Subject for Professor Hinkle, The Sequal, in which Johnny gets tied up again, and Johnny's Discovery, something he discovers when Professor Hinkle has him tied up. Each of these stories have slide shows that were assembled from the pictures taken during each of these sessions which were a blast.

When you were in College, or in College now, do you wish you would be a tied up and experimental play thing for one of your Professors? If you answered "YES" to this question, read the College Boy Programming Bondage stories I wrote a few years back. I was the bondage subject, and I had a blast with this, not only being tied up, but writing the stories as well. And "YES", these stories still turn me on.

I am an Academically Gifted College Senior, with a major in Political Science, though also have an interest in Psychology and Gender Studies. As a Senior, all of my classes are very small, six to twelve people in a class, and everyone knows every one else. The Professor in each class knows each of these students very well.

In a Psychology Seminar, the discussion of bondage was the topic of the day.  I showed up for this class, which there were only six people in, and class was actually held in a Conference Room. I showed up wearing my usual outfit for class, a gingham button down shirt, a nice pair of Levis 513 Jeans, and a nice pair of sneakers. Today, I wore my new Red Vans High Top Authentic Sneakers. Class commenced, and the discussion commenced around bondage and sex, both hetrosexual and homosexual. At the end of class, the Professor handed out a questionnaire for a study he was conducting, that was optional, and indicated to e mail it back to him. Here is how the questionnaire went. Of course, my interest was peaked, so I filled it out, wondering what might come of it..

Name: Johnny James

Phone: 426-252-6332
E Mail: johnnyjames@boatwrightcollege.edu
College Year: Senior
Major: Political Science
Interests: Politics, Psychology, Sports, Cornhole, Snowboarding
Are you interested in bondage? If "Yes", please elaborate:  Yes, I have dabbled in bondage, though, I would like to explore this further, as a participant.
Relating to Bondage, do you have any fetishes? Yes, I love various types of sneakers, some boots and Sanuk Vagabond sidewalk surf shoes, and have envisioned myself tied up wearing Levis and Sneakers.

Does the thought of you being tied up or tying up a guy arouse you and turn you on? Yes

Would you be interested in being tied up as part of a bondage study and programming? Yes
Return by e mail to michaelhinkel@boatwrightcollege.edu

The next week at the Psychology Seminar, Professor Hinkel said he got only two responses, that that was fine, He did not name publically who responded, though commented those individuals would be contacted.

The next day, Professor Hinkel contacted me and asked me to come to his office. Professor Hinkel was about 40 years old, single, height and weight proportonate, though looked much younger.

I was wearing my usual Levis's 513 Jeans, a gingham Button Down Shirt, a blue tie and my Red Vans Authentic High Top Sneakers, with black ankle socks. I arrived at Professor Hinkel's office and was invited in. After the pleasantries, here is how the interview went.

Professor Hinkel: So Johnny, you are interested in bondage?

Johnny: Yes

Professor Hinkel: Have you engaged in bondage before?
Johnny: Yes, but not to much, and nothing elaborate.
Professor Hinkel: Have you wanted to get more into bondage?
Johnny: Yes Sir.
Professor Hinkel: Tell me your bondage thoughts.
Johnny: Well, I have thought about being tied up, blindfolded and played with. The thought gets me hard. I also have this fetish of being tied up or tying up guys clothed, who are wearing sneakers, Sperry Topsiders or Sanuk Vagabond sidewalk surf shoes. The thought gets me aroused.
Professor Hinkel: I see, When you think about being tied up, do you think about having it done by a Guy or a Girl?
Johnny: Well, even though I have gone out with Girls, I have played around with bondage with Guys, nothing to elaborate, but when I think about it, I think about doing it with Guys. 
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, you are quite academically gifted, and I know this because I have pulled your transcripts and talked to your other Professors, and you have outstanding grades.
Johnny: Yes Sir, Thank You, I work very hard.

Professor Hinkel: Do you get stoned?
Johnny: Yes, it does help me to relax.

Professor Hinkel: I have an interest in working with a nice College Boy who would be interested in being tied up, who would totally submit, and be programmed to enjoy bondage, but also be programmed to find other College Boys who would like to submit. Do you think you would be interested. 
Johnny: Yes Sir, most definitely. I think this would satisfy my bondage curiosity and enhance my academics. I also love a sense of adventure.
Professor Hinkel: Outstanding, the study would take about three to four hours of you tied up. It would also entail you being taken to a location where the study would be conducted, though you won't know the specific location. Are you still interested?
Johnny: Yes Sir
Professor Hinkel: Would you be free later today?
Johnny: Yes Sir, I have one class at 2 PM, then free the rest of the day.
Professor Hinkel: Great, meet me behind the Observatory at 7:00 PM. It will be dark by then, and we can get started.
Johnny: Great, anything in particular you want me to wear?
Professor Hinkel: No, just come as you are dressed now.
Johnny: Okay, I will see you at seven.
Professor Hinkel: Great, I look forward to it.

As I got up to leave, Professor Hinkel said "Johnny, is this arousing you"? Johnny said "Yes Sir, it is". Professor Hinkel said, "See you at seven". I left and went to my next class.

I put this out of my mind during class, but when class was over at 2:45, the only thing I could think of was what would come at 7:00 PM. The time dragged, and as I thought about this, I was getting excited and aroused, but also nervous.

I left at 6:45 for the observatory, as I wanted to be on time. 

I arrived at the observatory at 6:55 PM, and Professor Hinkel had not yet arrived. I turned off the car headlights. It was very isolated and dark, as there was no moon. At 7:00 PM, I saw headlights stabbing out into the darkness. The car stopped and the driver turned off the engine and got out. It was Professor Hinkel.

Professor Hinkel: Hi Johnny.
Johnny: Hi Professor Hinkel.
Professor Hinkel: Have you given any more thought to what we discussed back in the office?
Johnny: Yes Sir, I am completely ready to submit and be part of the study. I am also sensing this will be a great academic and personal adventure.
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, if you want to back out, just say the word. It will not affect your grades or anything else.
Johnny: No Sir, I am ready.
Professor Hinkel: Good, then come with me.

They walked around to the back of Professor Hinkel's SUV.

Professor Hinkel: Are you totally ready Johnny?
Johnny: Yes Sir
Professor Hinkel: Great

Professor Hinkel put a blindfold on me. He told me to put my arms out in front of me. I felt this heavy canvas type jacket being placed on me. Professor Hinkel then secured the buckles behind my back. He then secured the crotch strap, then placed the arms under the D Rings in front, and on each side, where those straps were pulled behind my back and secured.

Professor Hinkel: Well Johnny, how do you feel?
Johnny: Quite Secure, Am I in a straight jacket.
Professor Hinkel: Yes you are, it is a canvas Posey Hospital Straight Jacket. What are your thoughts.
Johnny: I am not going anywhere. Actually I am excited.
Professor Hinkel: Awesome, now it is time to drive you to the location where the studies will be conducted, are you ready?
Johnny: Yes Sir.

I was then gagged with duct tape, placed into the back seat of Professor Hinkel's SUV, and the seat belt was fastened.  Professor Hinkel then put a pillow case over my head. The door was closed, and Professor Hinkel got into the Driver's Seat and started the engine.  Professor Hinkel said it would take about fifteen to twenty minutes to get to the location. Professor Hinkel then drove off.

During the twenty minute ride, I had moaned some. I was feeling excited, aroused, though even a little nervous. Even though my ankles were not tied, being in that straight jacket belted in, blindfolded and gagged, I was going no where. I felt like I was being Kidnapped, but I felt for some reason, I also felt completely safe. I was enjoying this adventure, and actually, I was getting aroused. About twenty minutes later we arrived at the location, Professor Hinkel opened the door.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, we have arrived.

I was paraded down a long hall, and was placed on the edge of a table. At this point, the pillow case and gag were removed, but not the blindfold.

Professor Hinkel: How are you feeling now Johnny?
Johnny: This is different, I am actually enjoying this sense of adventure, as I don't know where I am, but I do know there is more in store.
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, back in the office, you told me you like to get stoned, is that right?
Johnny: Yes, it helps me to relax.
Professor Hinkel: Great, I am going to help you get more relaxed right now.

Professor Hinkel then fired up a joint. He gave me two hits off the joint. He then waited a few minutes, and gave me two more hits of the joint. After a few more minutes, two more hits came off the joint, and after a few more minutes, two more hits came off the joint.

Professor Hinkel: How do you feel now Johnny?
Johnny: Aroused, excited, I can feel the pot taking the effect.
Professor Hinkel: Great, you are starting to get stoned.

The full effect of this pot will kick in shortly, it will help get you totally relaxed. You may even feel sleepy.

Professor Hinkle then took some type of wrap, and wrapped it around my eyes over the blindfold. Professor Hinkel then then placed some type of hood over my head. I could feel it was leather against my face. The hood was then tied nice and tight.

Professor Hinkle: I am going to lay you back on the table. There will be headphones placed on you, so now it will be time to heighten your sense of adventure.

Professor Hinkle then laid me back on the table. The head phones were put on with a White Noise of a Thunder Storm with rain and wind turned up loud. I could feel four straps being placed on my upper body, but they were not yet secured. I was finding my headspace, and drifting off into the wonderful world of bondage.

I continued to lay on the table, when after a little while I felt a restraint being placed on my right ankle, then my left ankle. These restraints were secured to the table.

Professsor Hinkel took the four straps that were draped over my chest and upper body, and very securely strapped me to the table. I then felt four more straps placed over my lower body at the waist and and legs. Professor Hinkel then secured each of these straps very tightly.

I was now squirming under the straps. I was aroused, and I knew there was no way out. I was given two more hits off a joint, and some more poppers. My legs were being massaged, and my hard cock was getting teased. For some reason, I felt a sense of calm come over me, and was enjoying this. The White Noise was keeping me in my head space, and I have now lost all sense of time. I was wondering what was coming next, and definitely did not want it to end. Actually, I could not wait to see what was coming next.

After about twenty minutes of being fed poppers and having my cock massaged through my jeans, both by hand and vibrator, I felt a nostril being pinched off. It was that sweet aroma. It was given though both nostrils, and shortly there after I was in a semi conscious state. I then felt all of the straps being tightened even morero

Professor Hinkel: "Johnny, this is Professor Hinkel. describe how you feel".
Johnny: I feel aroused, relaxed, I feel like I am no longer in this world.
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, this will help you to become even a more focused student, you will excel more academically, as this will help you relax. I am going to ask you some questions, and give you some suggestions.
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, now that you have had your first real bondage experience, tell me your thoughts.
Johnny: I am totally focused on this process Sir, and am enjoying this.
Professor Hinkel: Johnny, now that we know you like bondage, are you a sneaker fiend?
Johnny: Yes
Professor Hinkel: Excellent, every time you hear the clap of thunder though the headphones, your feet wll feel very nice inside those Vans, your toes will curl, and this will be hardwired to your cock, which will get you even harder and more aroused. You will really squirm, but the straps and straight jacket will be keeping you nice and secure.

At this point I felt a pinch on the left side of my neck, where I felt a wire being threaded to my brain. I could feel electrical impulses being delivered to my brain.

The White Noise continued, and every time I heard a clap of Thunder, my feet felt real nice inside those Vans, my toes curled, and I my cock got even harder inside those jeans, and I would squirm with the straight jacket and straps holding me in place. The electrical impulses to my brain were becoming more intense and enjoyable. Combined with Poppers and the Sweet Aroma inhalant, this went on for what felt like an eternity, but I was really in my head space, feeling like a programmed sneaker fiend who was under control who was under control of the Professor, being trained to enjoy bondage and submission.

I was given another Popper hit, and then felt duct tape going over my mouth. This was leaving me with a sense of total sensory deprivation. The White Noise continued as well as the electrical impulses to my brain. I then felt something going over my body, and my body being more firmly secured to the table.

Suddenly, the White Noise Stopped and through the headphones:

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, you are now under a blanket, with more rope securing you to the table. I know you want to shoot your load, but it is essential that I keep you off in another world. We need to test your cock endurance even further.
Johnny: Moans into the gag.

Continuing to be fed Poppers I was off in another world. I was then feed the sweet aroma and drifted off into a near sleep. This time, my body got very tingly. The heavy duty vibrator was being used on my cock. This would go on for five to seven minutes, then it would stop. I would be fed the sweet aroma to drift off another four or five times, while the heavy duty vibrator would continue to be used. The first time the vibrator was used, I could only take it for about two minutes, but by the fifth time, I could take it for about ten minutes. I have no idea how long I have been under this blanket, but it it awesome. This blue eyed, blonde haired College Boy was now seeing himself as the sneaker boy, and feeling securely tied to a table with no escape. I was focused on three things, my strapped down body to the table, my feet inside my new Vans Sneakers, and my hard cock being played with, and it was pleasure and torment. When I heard a clap of Thunder though the head phones at the same time the heavy duty vibrator was being used, all of the sensations got even more intense and enjoyable. I was squirming so much, Professor Hinkel had to stop tighten up the ropes again. Once he was done tightening up the ropes, he continued with his work. The blanket would later be removed. I had no idea how long I have been strapped to the table at this point, but it felt like an eternity. I was loving this, now totally relaxed, and under the control of Professor Hinkel. Professor Hinkel then removed my cock from my jeans, where I felt a nice wet mouth on it. Again, being fed Poppers, it was awesome. He would get me close, stop, then start again. This continued for a while. 

Finally, it was time for more of the sweet aroma inhalant. At this point, I drifted off to the edge of sleep were my cock was being sucked and a vibrator being used. Finally, heard a clap of thunder though the headphones, a jolt of electricity to my brain, where my toes curled inside my high top Vans Sneakers, I squirmed against the straps. My arms were pulling inside the straight jacket, and then, I shot my load.

After I shot, my cock was being stroked and teased, with a vibrator being used.  I was begging through the gag for Professor Hinkel to stop, but he wouldn't. I head another clap of Thunder through the headphones, and I shot again.

At this point, I wanted to be untied. The gag was removed and through the headphones:

Professor Hinkle: Johnny,  you did great. This is proving what I have been thinking about all along that people can be tied up, and programmed to enjoy bondage, feel relaxed and controlled. I am now going to give you a phrase, Promethius. When you hear this in my voice only, you will submit to me. We will have another session like this at a later date. Do you understand?

Johnny: Yes Sir

All of the straps were removed, along with the hood, eye wrap and the straight jacket. The blindfold stayed in place. I was then handcuffed and taken to the garage.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, this session confirms what I have suspected all along. Academics like bondage to.
Johnny: I felt completely controlled and programmed by you to enjoy bondage.
Professor Hinkel: Promethius
Johnny: Yes Sir.
Professor Hinkel: There will be another bondage session coming at a later date, you won't know when, but it won't interfere with any classes.
Johnny: Thank You Sir, I can't wait.

I was placed in the back seat, and the seat belt fastened, where I was driven back to the observatory. Once we arrived, I was taken out of the car, and the handcuffs were undone. Professor Hinkel told me not to take off the pillow case for two minutes. After two minutes elapsed, I took off the pillow case, and it was dark. I got in the car, and looked at the clock and it was 2:40 AM. I was secured in some way for almost seven hours, and enjoyed every minute of it, and it was more intense after I was stoned, drugged, poppered, and controlled.

At the next seminar, nothing was discussed publicly in class, though when class was over Professor Hinkel asked if he could see me for a moment. After the conference room cleared, Professor Hinkel closed the door. He asked me what I thought of the session.

I told him, I felt kidnapped, as I was taken to a location where I had no idea where I was. Then, when you strapped me to the table, I felt like the College Boy who was about to become an experiment. This got me very aroused and hard, and the Pot and Poppers made this blue eyed, blonde haired College Boy feel like the captured Sneaker fiend. I felt at one point a prick on the left side of my neck and felt a metal wire being placed into my brain, which triggered electrical impulses. I remembered that every time I heard a clap of Thunder, my feet felt very nice inside my Vans Sneakers, that seemed hardwired to my cock, which got me more hard and aroused. I also felt like my mind  was totally out of this world, and totally relaxed, focused on the inescapable bondage, the sneakers and my hard cock. I felt like I was also submitting to being controlled and cum controlled, which I enjoyed very much. I can tell you it was the best orgasm I ever had.

Professor Hinkel then told me that this initial research with me found a correlation of certain fetishes as it relates to sex and bondage, and in my case, it confirmed that I was a bondage and sneaker fiend, and that sneakers definitely turned me on. He told me there was no metal wire, but you also brought to mind something else, and that is properly relaxed in bondage, you can program your own mind to have your body feel certain things, and you did, which made the scene more intense. This will have a tendency to happen when you are blindfolded, gagged and sound from the outside world cut out, as this makes you focus on certain things. He also confirmed that with the programming, it got me more aroused, which made the scene more enjoyable. He told me that this was a confidential study, where there might only be one or two other participants, though was further interested in expanding my my bondage fetishes even further. He also wanted to document other fetishes in future studies. I thanked him for the experience.

Before Professor Hinkel opened the door, he said, don't worry Johnny, there will be another session, you just won't know when.

We then left the conference room and went our separate ways. I loved the session, and every time I think about it I get hard, though it also helps me relax. I hope Professor Hinkel keeps his word, and there is a next time.

Here are the stills from this set of me tied up. 

COLLEGE BOY PROGRAMMING - THE SECOND SESSION

Since the programming session with Professor Hinkel, a month had elapsed. There have been four seminars since then, and sex and bondage was never discussed in any of these seminars. I knew I had been programmed to enjoy bondage, and was wondering when the next session with Professor Hinkel would come, or even if it would come. When my mind wandered back to that session, I got extremely hard just thinking about it.

One afternoon, I was walking across campus, when the phone rang.

Johnny: Hello
Professor Hinkel: Hello Johnny, I can see you, but you can't see me, Promethius!
Johnny: Yes Sir
Professor Hinkel: You look very hot in those Levi Jeans and the blue and white gingham shirt with the tie. What are those shoes on your feet?
Johnny: Sanuk Pick Pocket Surf Shoes Sir. I am wearing them without socks.
Professor Hinkel: Excellent, when did you get off last?
Johnny: Five days ago Sir.
Professor Hinkel: Excellent!. Wear what you are wearing now, and meet me at the observatory at 7:00 PM.
Johnny: Yes Sir.

Professor Hinkel hung up the phone. I was getting hard and aroused, but knew I would not have to wait long, as it was already pushing 5:00. I went and got something to eat, and then drove to the observatory. It was a dark moonless night, and arrived again at 6:55 PM. I turned off the car engine, got out of the car. After a few minutes, I saw headlights stab out into the darkness. The car pulled up next to me, and the driver switched off the engine and got out. It was Professor Hinkel.

Professor Hinkel: Hello Johnny.
Johnny: Hello Professor Hinkel
Professor Hinkel: Are you ready Johnny?
Johnny: Yes Sir.

Professor Hinkel then put a blindfold on me, pulled my arms behind my back and handcuffed me. He then used a duct tape gag, then put a pillow case over my head. I was placed in the right rear portion of Professor Hinkel's car, where the seat belt was fastened. Dr. Hinkel then started the engine and drove off.

This was just like the last time, but my mind started to wander and race. Would I be taken to the same location? Would I be taken to a different location? Would others be involved this time?  While my mind continued to race with these questions, my cock started to get hard inside my jeans.

I don't know how much time elapsed, but we arrived at our destination. Professor Hinkel switched off the engine. He came and undid the seat belt, and got me out of the car. Professor Hinkel told me not to talk, and he removed pillow case and the gag, but not the blindfold. A wrap was placed around my eyes and taped into place. The leather hood was placed on my head and tied into place. The handcuffs were undone, and I was told to hold my arms out in front of me. As I complied, I could feel the straight jacket being fitted. Each time Professor Hinkel fastened a strap behind the back of the straight jacket, I was getting more aroused. Finally, I was totally secure in the straight jacket.

I was then taken inside to a room, where I was helped onto the table. Professor Hinkel put the headphones in place, playing the same White Noise as the last time. He laid me back on the table, where he then placed an ankle restraint on my right ankle and secured it to the table. He did the same with the left.

Once this was done, Professor Hinkel fired up a joint. He had me take two hits off the joint. After a few minutes, he had me take a few more hits off the joint. After a few more minutes he had me take a few more hits off the joint, and after a few more minutes two more hits of the joint. I was now starting to get extremely high.

Professor Hinkel then broke out the bottle of Poppers and fed them to me. I was now in bondage heaven. Every time I head a clap of thunder through the headphones, my toes curled inside my Sanuks, and again just like last time, I found this hard wired to my cock. My mind went back to our original scene where I was wearing the Red High Top Vans, and found I had been programmed to be a sneaker and shoe bondage fiend. I actually liked being tied up wearing the Sanuks.

Professor Hinkle then took two straps, and secured me to the table. He then fed me a Popper Hit, and then very roughly tightened the two straps. He then did this a total of four more times, until there were eight straps securing me to the table.

I was high, in the head space, and enjoying this. My cock was so hard inside my jeans, and every time I heard a clap of thunder, my cock got even harder, and I would pull against the straps.

I then felt this pinch on the left side of my neck. The White Noise Stopped.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, with that pinch, the electrode wire is being threaded to your brain.

At this point, I felt a metal wire being placed into my brain, and I was now feeling the electrical impulses into my brain.

I was totally programmed, and at his mercy and disposal. The White Noise continued.

For some reason, there is real time and bondage time, and time had slowed to a crawl. I could feel myself pulling against the straps, high and electrical impulses being delivered to my brain. I then felt duct tape being placed over my mouth. As before, the experience intensified, as now I could not see, speak or barely hear. The White Noise continued.

I felt a left needle go into my left ankle. Something must have been injected into me, because after a few minutes I fell asleep.

I had no idea how long I was asleep for, but I was dreaming that I was secured to the table even further, electrical impulses not only to my brain, but to my nipples as well, and the heavy duty vibrator used on my cock. When I woke up, I felt the heavy duty vibrator being used on my cock. Professor Hinkel briefly stopped to feed me poppers, then would start again. I had no idea how long this was going on for, but it was feeling like an eternity. I was now programmed to not only enjoy bondage, but heavy bondage, drugged up with cum control. I was still high from the pot, and I could feel the blanket on my ankles, so I knew I was secured under the blanket.

Finally, the White Noise stopped.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, time to leave you to your devices for a while.

I moaned into the gag.

I was loving being tied up. Finally, Professor Hinkel came in, and undid the ropes and took off the blanket. He took off the gag long enough to give me five hits off a joint, and then gagged me again. He then fed me poppers, then continued to go to work on my cock though my jeans, alternating the vibrators between the gentle vibrators and the heavy duty vibrators. I was still feeling electrical impulses to my brain and my nipples, and every time I head a clap of Thunder, my feet were comfortable and sweaty in my Sanuks, and I pulled against the straps.

I knew that Cock Endurance and Cum Control was part of the programming process, and we needed to see how long I could hold out. This was so enjoyable, being tied up and controlled. My feet were feeling real nice inside the Sanuks, and I could feel the sweat starting to form inside the leather hood, but did not want it to end just yet.

Professor Hinkel decided it was getting close to the finale, so he gave me another Popper hit, then drapped a towel over my face. He then pulled my cock outside of my jeans began to suck it, keeping me on the edge. Professor Hinkel would stop, feed me some more poppers then put the towel back, and go back down on my hard cock hard cock. This went on for about another twenty minutes, when Professor Hinkel allowed me to shot a huge load. Professor Hinkel continued to stroke me until I shot l shot again. At this point, I was begging for him to stop through the gag, but my pleas went ignored, and I hot a third time.

The White Noise Stopped, and the gag was removed. 

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, you were tied up nine hours, did you enjoy this.

Johnny: Yes Sir.
Professor Hinkel. My studies are proving that with guys there are certain fetishes that get people aroused, but I am a long way from being able to publish anything, as I need to find another bondage fiend, and you are going to help. You will find a guy who is an Academic, I don't want any Jocks, and we will program him to like heavy bondage and control just as we did you.
Johnny: Yes Sir. I hope I am successful in my quest.

Professor Hinkel had me spend the night. The next morning, I could see outside, but we were somewhere in the country, and I had no idea where I was.  There were no other houses in the area, and the house was about a quarter of a mile off the road.

After a cup of coffee, Professor Hinkel put me in handcuff's, put the blindfold on me, placed me in his car, and drove me back to the observatory. Once there, the blindfold and handcuffs were removed. Professor Hinkel then told me to keep this confidential, and to find another bondage fiend.  Then he left.

This session was even more intense than the last one, and it proves that you can be programmed to like certain fetishes associated with bondage, and be programmed to enjoy heavy bondage as a beginner, and programmed for control.

Dam, I hope I find another bondage fiend for programming.