Fetish + BDSM Fiction

VOLUNTEERS NEEDED Here at the Long Term Locking Metal Restraint Testing Facility, we’re looking for some able-bodied men to test out some of our heavier equipment. We have to make sure our restraints are 100% escape proof, and the only way we can be sure of that is to lock men in them for weeks on end. To volunteer for this important work, you must be in excellent physical health and you must be available for a minimum of 30 days. (Longer terms of 90 days or 365 days for test subjects are also available.) Participants must sign a release granting the facility sole discretion. That means once you are in — there is no early release. By Red I saw the advertisement on the Metalbond blog. Since I had been forced to take a month off from work because of the company’s new vacation policy, I applied. Rather than forfeit my accumulated vacation days, I decided to submit an application for 30 days in heavy chains that the advertisement on Metalbond was offering. I never expected my hastil...

After I settled in the hotel, finally the holiday can start. I had not been away other than for business for a while, so these two weeks will do me good, no obligations, no appointments, just enjoying myself. all unpacked and after having had some food, time to go out and see what the surrounding area has to offer, tomorrow I would do some more of the tourist stuff then here. After wandering around a while I found a little bar, the gay flag next to the leather flag on its outside lead me to entering. It was a Thursday evening, I did not expect much, but a beer or two and maybe find someone to chat with, talk about what’s interesting in the area and so on. After some brief talking with the barman, a horny looking guy, but probably out of my league anyway, another guy sat next to me at the bar, overhearing that I was visiting he waved in and we chatted a while. on the term of what is interesting or not he did ask at some point also where my not so touristy interests were, I was never...

By rts Saturday (day one) They put this amazing heavy rubber suit on me, the only entry was thru the neck hole which they held stretched open as I squirmed myself into it’s well lubricated interior. The suit had attached feet but no gloves or hood, a short zipper sealed access to my bung hole (I would be able to take a dump but had no access to my cock) . They told me as the neck snapped closed tight around my throat that there was no way that I could get myself out of this suit without their help. They sealed the neck and wrist openings to my skin with some rubber adhesive and told me that the bung hole zipper closure was also a leak proof seal. They said I would have to piss inside the suit as I lived in it for the week that I had agreed to and nothing could leak out. (I was a little uneasy about this but the idea of having no choice in the matter got me hard). It had no gloves or hood they explained, so that I could be wearing my work clothes over it all day as I went to m...

By rts 1. It is months now since I agreed to be here. I met Trainer online, a rubber/leather top looking for a boi to help out on his small ranch and looking for some bondage and play time in full gear. This place is a totally isolated 100 acres with a house and large barn. (I have never been allowed into the house, always kept in the barn ) . When he met me at the airport I saw a well-built man taller than me, head shaved wearing black leather jeans, a tight rubber T-shirt, and red laced 20 hole Rangers. Following his instructions that he would provide me with gear, I had no baggage, only the clothes I was wearing — 501 bleachers with braces, my Ranger boots, sox, jock, T-shirt and bomber jacket. We didn’t talk much on the way to his panel truck. Opening the rear door he handed me a “work contract” to sign before ordering me inside. Bolted to the floor was a steel cage, which he shoved me into, closing its bared door and locking me in the confining space. It was a long dri...