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[mattinrubber]

Eventually the box lid was closed and @trikoot was left to relax in his rubber suit + a rubber sleepsack + a neoprene sleepsack, firmly strapped down, to watch some videos and let the Venus do its job

[slience8]

[bddsdl]

(Fiction) It was exciting, horny and fun when i saw them and talked to the guy holding the leash, joked to him about wishing to swap places with the rubber toys place and with just a few seconds thinking he actually agreed, and even pushed when i initially waved it off as joke, but i never resisted a dar, and he did just that, asking me to dare to follow up my ask.

We used the bathroom of a fetish bar to swap and half an our later we were back on the streets as if nothing happened to the two boys on the end of that cain leash. Instead however, it was me now there, plugged, locked into tiny chastity, fully rubbered head to toe, straight jacketed, gagged and muzzled, unable to even tell anyone about that swap.

That excitement and horniness was present then, but i had not thought it through, the hot rubber, the sweating, breathing through nose only with that massive gag in my mouth, the exhaustion coming with all of that, the pain that tiny cane and the plug up my butt would cause in time...

But when i started trying to make him aware of it, that i wanted it to end, swap back with the other guy running around in my clothes for hours already, only then i noticed.. well realized that tens in the collar, hitting me with jolts so painful that i almost fainted.

I had grunted and moaned into that gag to tell him, obviously not able to speak, but also had refused walking and following the leash pull, but that tens combined with that stern look in his face when barking that 'shut up, slave' made it quickly very clear what choices i had...

It took 4 more severe pain shock sequences before i resigned, there was nothing i could do, i had to wait, endure, obey until HE chose to swap back...

Little did i know then that it would take not just the day, but also the evening and night, that i would still be in all that when he had brunch with his buddies, laughing about that guy who still suffers under all that rubber, but everything having its price made that the only right way.

Only after that he allowed me freedom again, got me my own stuff back and then kicked me out of his hotel room... I was exhausted, overtired, aching in so many places... but also... smiled... (and non-fiction: this still is something i'd love to one day experience in real, swap with someone on Folsom without anyone else knowing and ending up having to endure it longer than i planned)

[healingsixes-deactivated2018121]

[bddsdl]

(Fiction) I always wanted to try one of those myself, so when i saw this stand there in the corner of the store, i had to ask… The staff was quite forthcoming, did not even hesitate to offer me some ‘time’ experiencing it, if i would not mind the amount of store vsiitors, given that it was fetsih weekend in town.

I wasn’t a fan, but accepted to be seen like that at the end, chance to try it was more important than the discomfort of being a humiliating display.

I was an ordeal to get on to it, luckily we did all that in the backroom of the store, i would have been embarrassed to have others see how much i struggled to get that dildo up my butt, but then i was finally locked into it, naked, ankles in the shackles fixing me stand on that base plate, not allowing me to move away, but also the pole with the dildo keeping me in place, not moving anywhere and lastly my dick and balls firmly, almost painful, squeezed on the front into that contraption.

But the two guys from the staff then mentioned that it needed some refinements, before i could react, my arms were pulled behind me and some heavy cuffs ensures they stayed there, but just as quick then a silicone gag was forced into my mouth, aligned as needed and then with the straps around my head padlocked in place. Additionally then a large black cotton bag went over my head and was tightened around my neck, i could barely but still see something.

With that done, i was then by means of a trolley wheeled out into the store, right into that corner where this contraptions stood earlier, not without being noticed by anyone in the store, not just noticed, i saw all those mobiles taking pics and clips also, i had not thought about that either earlier, but luckily the guys pulled that cotton bag over my head making me an anonymous toy stuck in that contraption.

Little did i know that not only was i on every social platform available then, but also i was kept standing there until way after closure time, only after they re-stocked and cleaned up fully was one of them coming to release me…

I was exhausted from the long standing and the discomfort of my junk constantly squeezed in like that, but i smiled… Then the guy told me:

'We’re open tomorrow also, people surely enjoyed the display, if you want, come around at 9am and we can repeat that.’

On my laugh and response that i’d have to think about that, he added that they would dress me up as well, i could choose whether it was rubber, leather or army, it made me tilt my head, think twice… still my response was the same, i’d have to think about hat regardless.

But guess what… already before falling asleep in the hotel i knew i’d be back there at 9…

[fishermanfaggot]

Sweating on the inside, drooling on the outside. Layers of head to toe wipe clean PVC fisherman rainwear and not just necessary for Fishfag, they are mandatory and for life.

[bddsdl]

(Fiction) I cannot believe it, still not…

We played around online at first, giving me orders and tasks to perform and send picture proof, he got me to buy some gear of his choosing, i spent the occasional weekends or even extended weekends in gear like this, but at some point i also visited him, shorter long weekends but also some smaller holiday periods, there he forced his dress codes on me even more strictly, adding more gear, locking me inside without breaks much longer than i did on my own.

But what i still cannot believe, sitting here like this… i retired two weeks ago and we had agreed to celebrate that day together. At my arrival he insisted of course we’d keep me packed proper for that celebration, i never spent days at his place without gear like that, so this would not be an exception.

As always, i got plugged, locked in a tiny chastity device, heavy padded and stuffed into 4 layers of heavy plastic and rainwear, heavy wader boots, most of the gear locked on so i would not be tempted to even try to get out of it.

And today.. i am still wearing all of the gear as i have done every day with just one hour every other day out for cleaning. In those two weeks since that day he donated all my other clothing, sold everything i had inside my house, the house itself is on the market for sale also. While he did not say anything about it the first two days, when i got re=packed after the cleaning hour, he revealed it, since i no longer had to work, i no longer needed to wear anything else but this, permanent, forever…

I am still in mixed feeling about it, still cannot really believe it is all there is now… but also… i find myself feeling more content in seeing, feeling and hearing the crinkles from every move i made, realizing that this is what i have become, this fishfag is all i am now and ever will be… with no choice of returning…

[tapegaglvr]

[garconsoumis]

Cela fait presque vingt minutes que le maître colore ses fesses, son dos et ses abdos à coup de cravache, de martinet et de journaux roulés. Il finira par accepter de devenir la propriété du pervers qui l’a enlevé, de renoncer à retoucher à sa queue avant une bonne année et à être filmé pour protéger le sadique vicieux au cas où il voudrait aller en parler à quelqu’un… à supposer que la dite personne arrive à le croire une fois qu’il commencera à porter des dessous-sexy et très courts, voire des petites culottes sous des pantalons en cuir moulant et une chaîne cadenasse au cou au quotidien…

[dmshkb]

[garconsoumis]

“Tjs tes mains sur mes chaussettes et ta gueule de pute sur mon paquet le matin pour me dire bonjour. Tu humes, tu lèches un peu et tu essaies de bander avec ta gaule du matin dans ta cage en attendant de commencer à morfler après le petit-dej que tu prendras dans ta gamelle, dans ta grande cage isolée par des journaux pour que tu salisses pas tout.”

[adidasbondagefetish]

[garconsoumis]

Parfait, tu vas pouvoir passer une très bonne après-midi comme ça. Je vais seulement te déposer sur des couches de journaux afin que tu mesures bien la place qu'est la tienne !

[sexykinkydark]

[malebndg]

Having a real life adorable canine also means having cages which I'll admit I've been scheming about using for human sized gimps. I'm a rather "nice" dom in that I'd generally rather have a gimp sleep with me rather than isolated in a cage. But, if he's been bad and I need to go run some errands, something like this could be fun to explore. And, regardless, one can argue nearly the only time a chastity slave's cock should be unlocked is when he's restrained and can't reach his dick so he's free to be teased, edged, and otherwise tormented.

[garconsoumis]

Bien sûr que je vais retirer ta cage, très souvent même, c'est-à-dire dès que tu seras attaché. Et là, cette position est parfaite pour te traire, comme un animal. Mais délicatement hein, lentement, avec une pression changeante, un rythme variable pour éviter l'accident avant les 3 heures d'edging. Et quand tu seras prêt à tout pour être soulagé, tu cracheras la purée sur des journaux pour ne rien salir, pages que tu nettoieras à la langue bien sûr. Je sais qu'ensuite tu ne voudras plus jouer mais je sais aussi qu'après un orgasme, tu as souvent envie d'aller aux toilettes et c'est moi qui décide quand le jeu est fini. Tu ne progresseras jamais dans le mental si tu penses que le prétexte "wc" suffit pour te libérer. Heureusement tu seras en sécurité une fois ta cage de chasteté remise et ton bassin protégé par une couche que tu mouilleras très vite, je le sais, peu importe à quel point ça te dégoûte de mariner dedans. Et c'est un bon moyen pour te briser le mental et t'abandonner progressivement en t'acceptant comme une vraie p*te qui a besoin d'être protégée et dressée pour être épanouie et s'accepter tel quel : sale, attachée, frustrée, gimp.

[mommyalexblog]

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[thegaysadist]

I love innocent pleading eyes of a helpless bound and gagged twink.

[kidnaplad]

Gonna be a good lad for us?

[abhiawatha]

When @superruby1988​ came over last week, he was naughty so I had to put him in the segufix! Of course I took some pics because it is rather cute to see him being so dependant :)

[dljeroen]

Would love it was me.

[kiffalphas]

You are mine 😈

[kyleclays-blog]

[leathergearguy]

[garconsoumis]

Je te l'avais dit, les choses seraient plus simples, plus pures avec toi dans une cage. Je sais que tu n'arrives pas encore à l'admettre, mais tu verras dans quelques mois, quand tes a priori auront été très brisé, tu trouveras ce point de vue rassurant de te voir dominer par un vrai mec qui te protège du monde et t'aide à l'affronter sous ta vraie nature d'inférieur soumis en quête d'un alpha pour donner du sens à ta vie.

[inmate32324]

[wired4funspike]

2023 #50: This face cover is difficult to deal with over long periods because the leather is stiff across the face. We have not yet figured out ways to make it easier but have some ideas. Wanting to make record time in this face cover, Seriouslybound asked for some minor adjustments to the face cover and its belts, hoping to last for at least a half an hour. He actually made 45 minutes.

[pigbberlin]