CHAIR BONDAGE WITH NIKE DAVE

Here is another set of bondage pics from 2004 when Nike Dave came to visit.

Sporting a pair of Levis and LL Bean Duck Boots with a leather jacket, I was put into the straight jacket and a leather hood placed over my head blocking out all light. Later the motorcycle helmet would be added. To make this feel like a kidnapping, Dave turned off the light and went into the house for a bit leaving me to squirm and think.

In this set Dave was ready to be tied up. He was sporting a pair of jeans, a tee shirt and sweatshirt and white Converse High Top Sneakers. I used the canvas posey fist mitts on his hands and arms. More rope was used on his arms, each ankle and around his chest. Then a blindfold was added.

I was determined to make Dave pay, so with him firmly secured to the chair with the scarf blindfold blocking out all light, he said he would not be able to escape this. I told him that it was payback time, so in went the ball gag. I then turned off the garage light and went into the house.

SUSPENSION BONDAGE WITH NIKE DAVE

These pictures were from 2004 when Nike Dave came from New Jersey to visit for a weekend. Here we took turns doing some suspension bondage scenes. Click on set of pictures to enlarge them.

I was suspended wearing leather motorcycle pants, black glove leather Converse High Top Sneakers with a wrestling singlet underneath.

Nike Dave wearing the sport bike leathers and the helmet with Adidas Wrestling shoes.

Nike Dave wanted to up the ante with the suspension, so he changed into the Puma racing high top sneakers and a hood. After the helmet was put on his head, he went into the straight jacket for suspension.

This time it was my turn, so putting on the leather hood with all light blocked out, wearing Levis and LL Bean Duck Boots, I was put into the straight jacket and suspended. This was quite the head trip.

This time, I started with the two piece sport bike riding outfit with Adidas EQT Wrestling Shoes. Once the hood was on, headphones went on to block out the sound, so no light and no sound suspended was really a head trip.

CONVERSE BONDAGE BOY GOES OFF THE GRID

He is a nice fictional bondage story I am sure you will enjoy. Maybe even a few of you had done bondage scenes similar to this with trusted partners. I hope you enjoy the story, and as always, play safe with trusted play partners.

My name is Cody. I am twenty five years old, about 5'11' 170 pounds, black hair and blue eyes. For as long as I can remember, I always loved being tied up. I love being tied up clothed, as it makes it feel like a kidnapping scene. I have been tied up a few times and love it when my cock gets hard inside of my jeans. I also have a thing for wearing my Converse High Top Sneakers when I get tied up, (or see other guys wearing them while they are tied up).  After a few times of being tied up, I met a guy Tyler who tied me up for an hour, and this time I could not escape. I loved this scene. Tyler tied me up a few more times, and I was ready to take it further. Tyler was about four years older than I was. He was about six feet, 170 pounds, brown hair and blue eyes. 

One night after a scene with Tyler, I told him about an idea I had for a scene. The scene I had in mind is that I would be tied up and taken to another location, then left tied overnight. I thought about this scene a lot over a few months, and each time I thought about it the idea got me hard. Being Tyler and I had played a few times, I felt I could trust him.

Tyler loved the idea. He also told me that he has a friend Ryan, and he and Ryan take turns tying up each other. While Tyler lived close by, Ryan had a house on a farm out in the country. Tyler said he would talk to Ryan, and get his thoughts on the idea.

Tyler called me the next day, said he talked to Ryan, and Ryan said he would love to help out. Tyler described Ryan as being about 32 years old, 6'2", 170 pounds, beach blond hair and blue eyes. We set up a date that would happen on a three day weekend. I would be kidnapped on either a Saturday or Sunday, as Monday was a holiday. What I did know was I would be kidnapped by a guy who tied me up a few times and another guy I never met. I did not know what day the kidnapping would occur or where it would occur. It was Saturday morning, I had a cup of coffee. Then a text from Tyler.

Tyler: Well, the weekend is here, you will be Kidnapped today or tomorrow, but you won't know where or when Ryan and I will pull this off.

Cody: I know, this is all part of the anticipation.

Tyler: Ryan and I want you to wear a pair of jeans going commando, a button down shirt, a light jacket and your black Converse High Top sneakers with ankle socks.

Cody: Cool, that is the outfit I had in mind.

Tyler; Ryan and I also want you to change your voice mail to say "Hi, this is Cody. I can't get to the phone right now as I am tied up, so please leave me a message and I will call you back as quickly as possible". 

Cody: I love that idea. When you kidnap me, grab my phone, put it in airplane mode. Any calls will go directly to voice mail, and in airplane mode, I will be off the grid.

Tyler: Excellent idea. We will see you sometime.

Cody: Great, I am ready for this, Later.

Tyler: Later

Being it was fall and College Football was on television, I turned on the television and started watching a game. Around 5:00 I went out to pick up a submarine sandwich. I returned home, turned  on another football game. My mind was starting to wander if Tyler and Ryan would be kidnapping me today. I had left the front door unlocked. It was now pushing 7:30 PM.  heard a knock on the door. I yelled its open, come on in. There was Tyler and Ryan. Tyler was wearing jeans, a long sleeve tee shirt, and gray Converse High Top Sneakers. Ryan was wearing jeans, a tee shirt, a light weight hoodie and brown Vans High Top Sneakers. 

We talked for a while, and I was not sure if they would be kidnapping now, later or tomorrow. I got up to use the bathroom. At that point Tyler and Ryan decided to get the ball rolling. When I came back into the room, Ryan came up behind me, put his hand over my mouth, and pulled my wrists behind my back. Tyler helped him, then they threw me face down on the couch.

As I started to put up a fight Ryan pulled my arms behind my back tighter and tied them together. Using the same rope, Ryan crossed my ankles and tied them together. Tyler put in a gag in my mouth. Tyler grabbed my phone, put it in airplane mode, then put the phone in his pocket, and said "Cody, you are now off the grid". Ryan then blindfold, then he took a Converse sneaker and shoved up into my face. I found this quite arousing and I was starting to get hard, wondering what was coming next and when. 

Tyler and Ryan said we will be back shortly. Tyler and Ryan left to go pickup their submarine sandwiches. I tried to untie myself, but could not reach the knots. Also, I could not get the blindfold or the gag off. While I was totally aroused my mind began to wander if Tyler and Ryan would actually come back, and if they did how long would they be gone. Would I be able to free myself if they did not come back. This left me concerned, but also aroused an horny as this was part of the game.

About twenty minutes later, Tyler and Ryan returned, sat down and ate their submarine sandwiches, and watched football, while I was hogtied on the couch. About an hour had elapsed, and Tyler said it was time to go.

Ryan undid the ankles and used that part rope around my wrists. Tyler added duct tape to the gag and blindfold. Tyler and Ryan walked me outside, and Tyler grabbed a knapsack with a change of clothers, then locked the house. Before I was placed in the trunk of the car, a sock was stuffed in my mouth then duct taped into place. Being blindfolded and gagged with my wrists tied, my ankles were tied together. Tyler and Ryan then lifted me up and put me in the trunk of the car. , Ryan said to me, "enjoy the scene Boy, this is what you wanted". The trunk lid of the car was closed, then Tyler and Ryan got in the car and began the drive back to Ryan's house. The ride to Ryan's house took about twenty minutes, but to me this felt like an eternity. I was locked in an enclosed space and pulling at my bonds unsuccessfully. While this was part of what I wanted to do and on one hand enjoying this, I was hoping that on the way, we would not have any accident, especially where the car would be struck from behind. 

When we arrived at Ryan's house, Ryan opened the garage door, pulled the car in the garage and put the door down. Tyler and Ryan got out of the car and sat in two chairs in the garage and had a beer. The trunk was still closed and I was still tied up. Being I could hear the garage door open and close, and the engine no longer running, I knew we had gotten safely to our destination, or did we? After about fifteen minutes, Ryan opened the trunk. They took turns rubbing my cock through his jeans. I was rock hard and enjoying this, and Ryan and Tyler knew this. Finally, Tyler and Ryan had took me out of the trunk and carried me into the house. 

At this point, the gag would come out, but not the blindfold. They sat me in a chair and got me a bottle of water. After drinking the water, they had me simmer in the chair for awhile. Tyler asked me how I felt, and I said this is the scene he had dreamed of. I was loving the element of surprise and ready for what came next.

Tyler asked me if he was ready for totally inescapable bondage for the next three to five hours, and I said yes. My ankles were untied then my wrists. With the blindfold still in place, I was told to stand up and take off my jacket, which I did. I was handed a light hoodie sweatshirt, and told to put it on. Once the sweatshirt was on, Ryan put me into a leather hood and cinched it tight. I was then told to put my arms straight out in front of me, and  I complied. I felt something heavy. The straps were secured in the back. Then my left arm placed it under the D ring on the front of the jacket then the right arm, The right arm would be pulled to another D ring on the left side of the jacket, and the left arm would be pulled to the right side of the jacket. Once this happened, the sleeves would be strapped into place behind my back. Next the crotch strap was secured. 

I then asked if I was in a straight jacket and Tyler replied  "yes, and the bondage is about to get more intense". They walked me over the massage table, then laid me on my back. Tyler and Ryan then folded my jeans at each ankle and put a restraint on each ankle. Once this was done, Ryan would take rope and secure my right ankle to the table, while Tyler did the same to his left ankle. I felt each ankle tied securely to the table. Ryan and Tyler started to tease me by massaging my cock through his jeans. I was squirming, and this was a combination of pleasure and torment. Between the straight jacket and the ankles tied to the table, I knew I was not going anywhere but it was time for Tyler and Ryan to ratch up the intensity.

Ryan and Tyler took turns strapping me to the table. By the time they were done, a total of eight straps were securing me tightly to the table.

The hoodie was pulled up over the leather hood and tied. Then headphones were added and I was gagged with duct tape. I was rock hard, squirming a pulling against the restraints but I knew I was not going anywhere. Tyler and Ryan were massaging my cock through my jeans. (If you have had this done while you are tied up or did it to someone you tied up, then you know it is a combination of pleasure and torment). 

A sense of calm came over me. I felt safe, and it did really feel like a kidnapping. I was transported to a house I had never been to in the trunk of a car and now I was secured to a table with no escape possible. As I was hard, horny and aroused, I wondered that Tyler and Ryan had in store.

Tyler and Ryan decided it was time for me to be left alone, but not before deciding I should be Hypnotized and put to sleep. The hypnosis audio started playing, and I started to relax. I pulled against the straps and the straight jacket knowing I was not going anywhere.  As they audio played, I became more relaxed. My eyes were getting heavy. Even though all light was blocked out and I was hooded, I saw myself wearing my jeans and black Converse High Top Sneakers in a straight jacket strapped to the table from a mirror in the ceiling. I remember this was the last thing I saw. The last thing I felt was the awesome bondage and my rock hard cock rubbing against the inside of my jeans. I must have gone to sleep, because I don't remember anything after that.

Being in a deep sleep. I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up, I felt more duct tape over my mouth. I felt very secure to the table and very warm. There was a wet spot inside of my jeans. My mind was confused but Tyler and Ryan were there to reassure me.

Tyler said I had been strapped to the massage table for six hours, and my total tie up time was almost eight hours. Tyler and Ryan felt it was time for me to be released. They untied me from the table, took me out of the straight jacket and the leather hood. Finally I was free.

Tyler got me a bottle of water which I drank. I went to the bathroom, then went and laid on the bed where I fell asleep for another two hours. 

When I got up, Ryan made breakfast, and Tyler and Ryan made sure I ate. Tyler gave me my phone back. I took it out of airplane mode. There were three late night texts from friends. There were no voice mail messages, but two people did call, though did not leave a message. I took a shower, then got dressed.

It was time to leave. I thanked Ryan for the scene, and he said he loved being part of it. Tyler and I got in the car, and drove home, except this time I was not tied up riding in the front passenger seat and not the trunk.

On the way home, Tyler asked me if the scene was everything I wanted. I told him yes it was and then some. When we got back to my house, Tyler said he had to leave but would be in touch soon.

As I recounted the entire scene, the first part where I was hog tied to the couch felt somewhat like a home invasion as we were still at my house. When I was taken outside tied up and placed in the trunk of a car blindfolded and gagged, this part really felt like a kidnapping as I was being driven to a location I had never been to, thus not knowing where I was. . Then being blindfolded in a house I have never been in or any idea where the house was, being placed in a straight jacket and strapped to a table made me feel like the Kidnapped Boy left to wonder what came next. The hypnosis putting me to sleep was awesome, as I am not sure when I shot into my jeans or how many times I shot into my jeans. Doing this and not immediately waking up is a turn on.  I also had no idea when more duct tape was added to the gag, or when the blanket was placed over me and secured to the table with rope. To bad there was no video to capture this. 

Would I love to repeat the entire scene. For the most part yes, but as I thought about it, transporting someone in the trunk of the car is fun, it is also dangerous, so the next time, being put in a straight jacket and placed in the back seat where my ankles are tied, and I am seat belted in blindfolded and gagged would be hot and far safer.

Being in a straight jacket strapped to the massage table then hypnotized to fall asleep is very hot. It makes me think that if I am asleep very deeply, my cock could be teased and edged and then milked not knowing or feeling what went on, but I would wake up refreshed knowing something happened while I was out.

As for Tyler and Ryan, we did play a few times, but nothing along the lines of this scene. It is always great when you can turn your bondage fantasies into reality with trusted play partners.

SPORTBIKER GETS HIS FIRST STRAIGHT JACKET RIDE

 As a bondage and sneaker fiend, I love bondage and sneakers, whether I am the guy tied up, or am tying someone up. One night I was on Recon, and got a message from this guy named Nick. The message went like this.

"Hello, My name is Nick. I just joined Recon, and am looking for bondage fun, and ran across your profile. I see you like bondage, sneakers, sport bike leathers, and sport bikes, and I love the same things. I have a blue Honda CBR 900, with sport bike leathers to match. I find it hot to ride wearing my one piece "Teknic Suit" wearing either high top Converse or Vans, and love the feel and look. I am a college graduate, and work in IT. I am 24 years old, 5'11" 160 pounds, black hair and blue eyes. I have been tied up a couple of times, but nothing to elaborate, and being I love to mix up gear, I would love to be tied wearing my Teknic Suit and a pair of high top Converse, and I want to be tied where I can't escape. I want to let you know I am serious. I apologize for the length of this message, and I hope to hear from you soon".

When I saw this message, I did immediately replied.

"Hi Nick, I am John. I loved your message, and would be more than willing to help you explore. As for your wanting to be tied where you can't escape, I have a canvas posey hospital straight jacket, and would be more than willing to put you in the straight jacket while you wear your once piece leathers, and your Converse high tops. If you are still interested, hit me back".

The next day there was a message from Nick that read like this.

"Hi John, thanks for your reply. I am dead serious about wanting to do this, but I don't like ongoing texts or messages. If you are serious, please call me at 252-555-6345. I hope to hear from you soon. You can call me anytime after 5:30.

My reply was.

"I will call you tonight between 5:30 and 6:00 PM.

About 5:45 that night I called Nick. As we started talking, he said he lived about 25 miles from me, and wanted to be tied up where he can't escape. He said he wanted to be tied to the bed where he could not escape, and left alone in a room for three hours. As we talked more I could tell he was serious and he trusted me. I told him to "sleep on it", and we will talk again tomorrow.

The next day was Friday, and Nick called me, and said he wanted to do this. As we talked some more, we felt comfortable with each other, and Nick said he was free on Saturday. The call worked out great, as I had plans to go Fishing with a friend, who had to back out earlier in the day, so I was free. We set up a time for him to come to my house. Nick said he was going to wear the Teknic Sport bike outfit and black Converse High Tops. I told him excellent, and I would see him at 11:00 tomorrow morning.

I was outside, and Nick arrived. He was wearing the Teknic Suit, and his black High Top Converse were the black Extra High Top Converse. What was interesting was I had a pair of the exact same high tops. Nick and I went into the house, and had a bottle of water and talked. Nick said he found those Converse on E Bay. He said he wore them to ride a couple of times, but knew they were rare, and did not want to wear them out. Nick went on to say that each time he rides, he has fantasies about being tied up where he can't escape, and left alone in a room for three hours. After we finished our water, I asked Nick if he was ready, and he said he was, so we went back to the bedroom.

I had Nick put on his helmet and gloves.

Next he got trussed up on the straight jacket. The straps and especially the crotch strap were tight.

I removed the helmet, and put him in a leather hood and gag, so he could get used to his bondage. I told him he would stay like this for a half an hour to make sure he really wanted to this. I closed the door and left.

After a half an hour, I came back and took off the hood and gag. I told him that if he felt uncomfortable, I would take him out of the straight jacket and he could leave. He said he was ready to go to the next level, and told me he not only wanted to be tied to the bed for three hours, but reiterated he wanted to left alone for three hours. With this, I did not gag him. I knew he was rock hard, and I did reinforce to him that not being played with, would be a combination of pleasure, torment, and him feeling like the captive boy. He said that's what he wanted.

I laid him back on the bed, then secured each ankle to the bed using medical restraints.

Nick said he knew he was not going anywhere, but he still was not feeling secure enough, so I went and added some rope.

Now all nice and secure, I told him the clock was running. I left the room and closed the door. I did come back and check on him from time to time, and he said he was feeling relaxed, and asked me to leave him alone, so I did.

At the end of three hours, I came back and heard Nick moaning. He was squirming against the straight jacket and the ropes. He said he fell asleep, and when he woke up, his crotch area was all wet. He told me he had the dream of him being tied up and shot a load untouched.

At this point, I decided to help him out, so I got the heavy duty vibrator and used it through his suit. He was squrming, moaning and begging me to stop, but I would not. He suddenly let out another moan, and I could tell he shot into his suit again.

At this point, he said is there a punishment, and I told him there was. He would stay tied up for at least another half an hour. I left and returned a half an hour later. At this point, he was ready to be released, so I untied him. 

He cleaned himself up, and we had another bottle of water. At this point Nick had to leave, but he enjoyed having his bondage fantasy turned into reality.

I did tie up Nick a few more times, and we went riding a time or two, but six months later Nick moved away to take a job in another state. I hope he found himself some bondage fun.

JOHN IN THE STRAIGHT JACKET

 John was the guy with the massage table, who tied me up about 40 times, most of them while I was in the Straight Jacket. Back around 2015, I was looking for a guy for some festive bondage pics, and John agreed to be trussed up in Straight Jacket and photoed. In this outfit along with the jeans, John was sporting a pair of new Polo Association high top Sneakers.

DOUG BROKE INTO THE WRONG HOUSE

One night I was upstairs in the bedroom, getting things laid out for the next day. It was a little after seven in the evening when I heard some noise down stairs, I went to investigate. I found this boy going through my desk in the den. I came up behind him, put him in a head lock and told him not to make a sound. He agreed. I noticed when he saw the straight jacket on the futon, I also saw he got rock hard through his jeans. Observing that, I knew I had someone who liked to be tied up. I asked him his name, and he said it was Doug. I told Doug to stand up while I searched him. I tossed his wallet, car keys and phone onto my desk. I also found a half a marijuana joint in his pocket. Being he was searched, and I found no weapons, I felt more secure and more relaxed to take control of the situation, I told Doug that I had seen him eyeballing my straight jacket and observed that he got rock hard inside his jeans. I asked Doug if he liked to be tied up and played with by guys, and he told me he did. He also told me he loves to be tied up where he can't escape. Seeing this Boy wearing jeans, a tee shirt, and a pair of Adidas Combat Speed Wrestling Shoes, and being the sneaker and bondage fiend that I am, I told Doug he had two choices. He could be trussed up in the straight jacket and be my plaything, or I call the Cops, and he gets arrested and goes to jail.

Doug wisely chose being the bondage boy. I again reinforced to him, that he was to be my obedient plaything, or I call the Cops, and he said he would obey. The next order of business was I told him to get his phone,and change his voice mail to this. "Hi, it's Doug. I can't get to the phone right now as I am all tied up, so leave me a message, and I will call you back". We played back the voice mail, and it was perfect. I then instructed Doug to smoke the rest of his joint, and he gladly complied. It was not only nice to have a plaything, but one who is stoned.

Once he finished the joint, I secured him in the straight jacket, I paraded him out to the garage, then ball gagged him. I then placed him on the massage table, secured and strapped each ankle to the table. I then took six more straps and secured him to the table. I told him again he was going to be my plaything, where I would tease and torment him for three hours. I told him if he did not want to do this, I would call the Cops to come by and pick him up. Being in a straight jacket strapped to the massage table, I already had the suspect in custody. Doug wisely agreed. Doug watched me secure him to the table, then start to use the light and heavy duty vibrators on his hard cock. He was squirming in his bonds and moaning into the gag. I was keeping him on the edge.

I knew the pot had kicked in and I decided that Doug had seen enough so on went the blindfold and the headphones to play binural beats. Over the next two and a half hours, he would be poppered up, teased and edged through his jeans using a light and heavy duty vibrator on and off. During this time, I would stop for a while, go into the house and leave him to simmer about his situation.  About an hour and fifteen minutes into this scene, he pulled against the restraints, moaned, and shot into his jeans. It was time for him to simmer for a bit, so I went into the house. About twenty minutes later, I came back out and started teasing Doug again through his jeans with both vibrators. I got him close and stopped. This went on for about another twenty five minutes, when again, he pulled against the straps, moaned into his gag, and shot into his jeans a second time. 

He already shot into his jeans twice. I briefly took the headphones off, and told him he already shot twice, and he now needed to be milked. He shook his head "yes", and I put the headphones back on. I fed him some more poppers and took his cock out of his jeans. I then grabbed the fleshlight and started to go to work on his cock. By now, about two and one half hours had elapsed. In short order, he pulled against the restraints and straight jacket moaned into the gag and shot into the fleshlight. Once this happened I needed to see if he had another load in him, and in about five minutes he shot for a forth time. At this point, I felt he had "partially paid his dues". I cleaned him up and left him tied up to rest for about another twenty minutes. 

After a little more than three hours, I untied him, but to make sure he understood I meant business and he was still not free to go, so he spent the next two hours hog tied to the massage table.

By now, Doug had been tied up for a little over five hours. I released him from the hog tie. He told me that he really did like the bondage, he thanked me for not calling the Cops. I asked him whether it was better to be my plaything, or a plaything in the County Jail. He assured me that it was not only better to be my plaything as he was deathly afraid of going to jail. He assured me he was leaving town, so I let him leave. Doug must have been true to his word, as I never saw him around the neighborhood or around town again. I guess he felt that five hours in my custody was better than custody in the County Jail. I realized that the guy that broke into my house was a bondage lover, though for some reason I never did ask him why he chose my house to break into.