(Fiction) The last thing I remember is meeting that guy for a coffee in his town talking about a potential session during my week off, then it's all black until waking up now...

(Fiction) They jumped me and I ended here like this before they told me that. I can just grunt into the gag... how can I tell them: they did not allow me to call anyone, nobody knows I am here like this waiting for someone to come and pay.

(unaware that they do not actually plan to let me go ...)

(Fiction) I did not believe when he mentioned that this would be it for the whole weekend. I can stand or sit, but am stuck totally helpless right here in this device, cannot move around, just be this unattended decoration in his living room (Source: mekdom)

(Fiction) He cancelled my weekend visit because he needed to work, I convinced him to still receive me, 'just pack me away' I said... I did not expect him to agree, Friday evening, diapered, locked into his kneeling table, facing the wall, full isolation, on his way out: I'll be back Sunday evening.

(Fiction) Once my bf had me hogtied on the floor: Get free before end of game, else: my team wins, I get to cum several times throughout the night spent like this, my team looses, I spend all weekend like this but also get locked in the flat cb permanently... incentive is set for sure!

(Fiction) I have my home outfit and a rigid agenda for all of every days time outside work, including my 'spot' to stay whenever not busy. Every time i stand here i wonder, why do i not just accept my former bf to do that to me, but why am i afraid to loose him if i ever complain about it...

(Fiction) Step one, mock the guy for not doing a good job, step two, having to admit he can do it right, step three, punishment for the rest of the week... I should have kept my mouth shut...

(Fiction) Base setup done (connecting rope needs to be shortened to 2 inches), front man now gets eyes taped shut and needs ask directions, back man gets gagged but can see the path and needs to direct the front man. it's just 25 miles to the next town...

(Fiction) Asking if i want a really intense tight hogtie, i blurted a 'bring it on'. Using plaster cast was intriguing, hardened enough it got not just intense but also inescapable. 'Your two week visit just started, either you get out of this or it's going to be a tough fortnight for you.' - f*ck

(Fiction) The guy at hotel warned me, an AYOR area, I passed through to cut distance. They jumped, stripped and tied me here. 'Don't bother shouting, our territory, no outsiders dare. You have nothing on you, but we'll find a buyer for you within a day or two, you won't go anywhere in the meantime.'

(Fiction) It was horny, so helpless, stuck, delivered to his whims. But after an hour fun with me he got bored and left, on his way out: 'I'm going out to meet some buds, I guess you won't be going anywhere, see you tomorrow.' Once horniness faded, that turned into agonizing long waiting time.

(Fiction) I accepted my colleague John's dare, I'd be getting out for sure. The upper floor was under construction. I gave up after he watched me struggle for half an hour, I admitted: I can only struggle and stare at that wall, you won, so you... John... John... JOHN, where are you going???

(Fiction) He said he'd show me 'his way' of playing, I should not count on a single minute of freedom for the coming few days. This was the start, stored locked inside there, fully isolated, helpless and under distress for unknown time to come (trikoot.net)

(Fiction) He gave me a choice, rope suspension or cage, I was too greedy and insisted in the rope suspension. I didn't know or even think of it, but he left me like this then all weekend, by now everything is aching, I should have picked the cage...

(Fiction) I helped him build it, it ended up in the corner of his living room, and while it was horny the first few times, it turned into a curse, by now I'm spending every evening after work and most of my weekends in that one...

(Fiction) I was curious and just wanted to try some extended casting, once it was hardened though, I could no longer prevent it, when he told me that he knew i had a week off and would keep me helpless in it that whole week.

(Fiction) Sure, I told him how much I love suspensions, but I did not expect that he'd not let my feet touch the floor for the entire week of my visit here...

(Fiction) My bf was away the weekend, I thought I'd invite that guy Friday eve for some fun.

He was fast and good, head taping with gag, torso taping incl. arms and hands, leg taping, ankle roping, all in just half an hour. Then: Your bf will sure love finding you Sunday like this, enjoy the time.

(Fiction) 'Ok, I lost the dare, as agreed, I'm in your suit and chains are locked, and now?'

Instead of answering he shows me that time safe, places the padlock keys inside and closes it, timer displays: 47 hrs 59 min 42 sec

f*ck...

Forced relaxation is best relaxation. ☺️
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What if we held hands 😳 jk jk
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@capturedcamo.bsky.social treated me to a really great time! Hope to do it again ;)

Wanted to draw something for the new Mario movie! (If you know what artwork this is referencing your a nerd lol)

Starfox!

I will never stop being annoyingly kink positive I'm afraid...Kinks are cool and an important part of our lives and brains and psychology. They're not silly, or a self-indulgence, or some kind of vice or sloth - they're you! They matter.

Nothing better than a bright red ass.

Sometimes simple is best.

So safe and yet so vulnerable

A study of two ends.

Back when my place was under construction, my bondage gear was in boxes. So I resorted to pipe straps. Did the work! Bondage DIY 😆