ASSORTED BONDAGE OF ME TIED UP

A slideshow of bondage enjoyable bondage predicaments I have found myself in over the years.

SHAWN AND JAYDEN

Shawn and Jayden were two college boys I met back in 2003. Shawn had been tied up by me once before, but his friend Jayden wanted to try it First, I tied Shawn and Jayden. Then Jayden and I tied up Shawn, Then, Shawn and I tied up Jayden. Then, the night got capped off by Jayden and Shawn tying me up. I did a short slide show of the scenes of the pictures I had, so I hope you enjoy. Some of the pictures might not be of good quality as remember, this was 2003, and this scene was done with an older camera. If you are wondering, each of us got off while tied up.

MASSAGE TABLE BONDAGE COMPILATION SLIDE SHOWS

Well, as the world just about comes to a grinding halt, we are all doing what we can to prevent to spreading of this COVID-19 virus. Saint Patrick's Day Celebrations were cancelled, College Basketball March Madness was cancelled, bars and restaurants have been closed, so on the social front there is not much to do, as any one with any common sense is honkering down until this thing passes.

As I have already posted, over a three and one half year period, I was tied to the Massage Table about 40 times by John. I have turned each of these sessions into individual stories and slide shows that have been posted here. (You can scroll down to see what I have done).

Last night and this morning, I went through all of these pictures, and did a Massage Table Bondage Compilation slideshow. It was a little time consuming, but it was fun to do, and of course I got horny when I thought back to all of those sessions. Now you can some pictures of each of those sessions in one slideshow. In order to keep the slide shows short, I broke them down into five parts, with each part between five and eight minutes. If you like what you see, please feel free to write me at asicswrestone@yahoo.com. If you write, please ensure you put either BLOG or BONDAGE in the subject line so I can make sure that your e mail is seen, read and responded to, In the meantime, kick back and enjoy the show.

STRAIGHT JACKET ON A COLD WINTER DAY

This scene was from a cold winter afternoon in January, 2010. I used to meet up with a guy named Chuck, who tied me up on and off for five years. One day, Chuck called, and asked if I was in the mood to get tied up, and I was. Chuck said he was bringing along Tim, a College Boy who he had become friends with

I anticipation of their arrival, was wearing a pair of Levis jeans, a long sleeve tee shirt , heavy hoodie, gloves and a scarf, as well and my suede UGG Boots. I got these boots about a year or so earlier, when in the Skate and Surf Shop, I had seen a guy wearing them with the jeans tucked in the boots and they did look hot.

Chuck and Tim arrived, and we had talked for a while. Chuck was telling Tim about our escapades, and Tim had thought of bondage, but never acted on it either way. After talking for a little while more, we were ready. They decided to tie me up and capture some pics of me tied up with rope first.

Chuck snapped some pictures and Tim worked me over through my Levis for a bit, and also reached up under my sweatshirt to play with my nipples. After about a half a hour, they untied me.

Chuck broke out a joint that we shared and talked for a bit. Tim said, I think we should tie him up again, and get some more pics. This time, I would be fed poppers as well as Tim spent about another half an hour working me over.

I was untied, and Tim wanted to truss me up in the straight jacket. I took off the sweatshirt and tucked the Levis back into the boots. Tim was enjoying himself, and wasted no time.

The leather hood was put on, where I was then paraded down the hall, where I was laid on the futon. Chuck and Tim tied each ankle to the futon frame. They then proceeded to use lashing straps to secure me to the futon. The headphones were put on with Pink Floyd playing Dark side of the moon. Of course I was being fed Poppers and played with, and very quickly I was finding my head space.

After a while my cock was taken out of my jeans. What was awesome was being I was being played with by two guys, not one, so I never knew who had their hands on me or who was sucking me off at a particular time. (I knew they were taking turns, and a lot of times there were four hands on my body not two or two hands on my body and one mouth on my cock).

They kept teasing and playing with me, and it was a combination of pleasure and torment, because they kept getting me to the edge, stopping, starting, feeding me Poppers, getting me to the edge and stopping, At two points, they would also stop and feed me a few hits off a joint. Being high on the pot and poppers as well as being worked over, taken to the edge where the play would stop only to repeat itself multiple times I was squirming and wanting to shoot, but I was going to hold out. This must have went on for almost two hours, and I was loving it. Finally, they allowed me to shoot. Once I shot, they continued to milk me, and it did not take long before I shot a second load.

Finally, I was untied. It was an awesome way to spend a cold winter afternoon day. Chuck as usual had a great time, and Tim was enjoying being in control, but Tim made a comment that he might like being tied as well. Did he get tied? Yup! They came back a week later.

Here are a few stills from this set

Be sure to check out COLLEGE BOY TIM TIED UP, THEN TURNS THE TABLES were about a week later, Tim and Chuck come back, where Tim goes for a straight jacket ride, and then he and Chuck turn the tables and give me another straight jacket ride.

COLLEGE BOY TIM TIED UP THEN TURNS THE TABLES

About a week after Chuck and Tim tied me up, Chuck called and said they had a great time, and wanted to do it again. Tim grabbed the phone, and said I have never been tied up before, but after last week, I decided why should you have all the fun, and I want to be tied up. Tim asked when he and Chuck could come visit, and I told them I was free that Friday evening, Tim said they would be here in about an hour.

Tim and Chuck arrived. Chuck was wearing jeans a shirt and Nike High Top Sneakers. Tim was wearing a shirt, jeans and Clarks Wallabee Chukka Boots. I was wearing a long sleeve tee shirt, Sleep Pants and White Pro Keds High Top Sneakers.

We talked for a little bit while passing around a joint. After a while we were all getting stoned, and Tim said he was ready to be tied up, but did not want to be blindfolded and gagged. Tim wanted some pics. I trussed him up in the straight jacket and put him in the leather hood. I then laid him back on the bed, and secured each ankle, then used a couple of straps to secure his body to the bed. Once I was done, Chuck and I massaged him and teased his cock through his jeans, feeding him poppers. Tim was stoned and giggling for a while. After about an hour of teasing Tim on and off, Chuck decided it was time to take Tim's cock out of his jeans and start sucking him off. Chuck sucked him off, and Chuck and I took turns stroking Tim's cock. Tim was off in another world, and enjoying this, getting him close and stopping, getting him close and stopping, getting him close and stopping, Chuck and I continued to do this for the next hour keeping Tim on the edge. Finally, Tim could not take it anymore and exploded into a climax which he later described as one of the best orgasms ever. Being it was Tim's first time tied up, we released him.

We all agreed, that it was my turn to be tied up by Chuck and Tim again, but first another joint. I was then trussed up into the straight jacket. I was blindfolded where each ankle would be tied to the bed. Tim and Chuck would feed me some poppers, then teased my cock through my sleep pants. They would also massage my legs through the pants, as well as massage my sneaker clad feet. They then took my cock out of my pants, and I felt it being slowly stroked and sucked on. Being I was blindfolded, I had no idea which one was doing the sucking and stroking at any given time, but this was totally turning me on, Being already hard from tying up Tim, it did not take me long to shoot, Once I shot, they stroked me off again, only for me to shoot a second time. They cleaned me up, and left me to simmer for about fifteen or twenty minutes, at which time I was released.

In total, about three hours had elapsed, and we all had a good time on a cold winter's night. At this point, Chuck and Tim had to leave. Unfortunately, I never heard from either one again.

Here are the still pics. The first set is Tim tied up, with me tied up as the second set. 

Be sure to check out the precurser to this story STRAIGHT JACKET ON A COLD WINTER DAY

COLLEGE WRESTLER SUBMITS TO BONDAGE

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 casually 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.

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 behave”. 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