Mikey's Bondage Den

SBI with Daddy Tony

2010-06-01T00:28:00.000-07:00

I apologize for the lack of updates on the blog - I'm working on a new hosting site and layout, but it's taking longer than expected. I figured I would try and keep this one updated at least a little bit in the meantime!

So last evening Daddy Tony and I went over to the Serious Bondage Institute to hang out with Mark and Dalton - I love going over to visit those guys! After having some dinner and catching up, we went back to the SBI and decided to have some fun!

Mark and Dalton had just ordered a new neoprene walking sack, which looked like a lot of fun, and we decided to try that out first.

As I slid my legs into the legs of the sack and pulled it up, the smell of new neoprene wafted up to my nose, and I got really excited. I put my Wesco knee-high boots, and then they locked a pair of Rigid leg irons on my ankles - which were very tight under the boots!

The top half of the sack was then pulled up over the top of me, which included two inner sleeves for my arms at my side, and an attached hood. I was gagged with a Mr. S Front-Buckle gag by Daddy Tony, and then the hood was pulled over my head and zipped up in the back.

What was cool about the neoprene sack was that I was totally stuck - I couldn't get out, try as I might, but I could still walk around. Well, walk around as much as possible in leg irons connected by a short chain :-D So Daddy Tony, Mark, and Dalton all thought it would be fun to put a matching Rigid iron collar on my neck, then attach it to a chain on a swivel in the middle of the room!

I had a very small radius in which to struggle - and I was obviously very turned on by the whole situation *grin*. Daddy Tony noticed this right away, so he begins to torture me by smacking my balls at varying degrees of hardness! I, of course, can't get away from him - I can't even see him, and even though I tried to note my orientation of the room before the hood was put on, I had absolutely no idea where anything was at that point.

I struggled there for a while, Daddy Tony eventually pulled my cock out from the neoprene sack and tormented me further, which was a lot of fun. I wasn't going to get to cum yet though, there was another thing that we all wanted to try as well.

They freed me from the neoprene sack, after struggling so much, I was covered in sweat and drool from the gag, but very happy and turned on. :) Mark had setup a standing metal cage in the corner closet, so Dalton grabbed a Mr. S Leather straightjacket, and they put me in it, wearing nothing by my Wescos. Daddy Tony strapped it up nice and tight too, making sure the sleeve buckles went underneath the loops on the side of the jacket, and cinching up the strap on the forearms nice and tight!

I was put in a leather posture collar underneath the jacket, which held my head really immobile and upright.

To top it all off, Daddy Tony put the Mr. S asylum hood on me, taking away my sight. I was backed into the standing cage, and then the posture collar was strapped to the back of the cage, totally securing my head - I was officially stuck.

As they shut the cage door, the arms of the straightjacket stuck out a little bit - they had to push the cage door shut, which secured my arms even tighter against my body - making it impossible to move them even the slightest bit up or down, or side to side - and my head being held fast to the back of the cage all made for an amazing sensation.

As I floated off in bondage headspace, Daddy Tony tied my balls to the bars at the front of the cage with a piece of red nylon cord - I had not had an orgasm in about a week, so they were aching at this point in the scene, and having them tied to the front of the cage was more than enough to secure me even more in place.

"Good night!" Daddy Tony said, Mark and Dalton echoing the same farewell in the background somewhere, and *SLAM* - the door to the closet door closes. "HEY! You can't leave me here like this!" - I struggle in vain, unable to move my arms or head, and totally tied into a vertical steel cage, and of course, rock hard due to the rope on my balls. Then the lights go out in the room - I can only tell this because the tiny sliver of light coming in from the top of the asylum hood suddenly disappears. I yell some more and laugh nervously - not sure if they are serious about leaving me in here all night long - you never know at the Serious Bondage Institute!

I hear them laughing behind the door, and after a while, it opens and the light turns back in. "Aww - we couldn't leave you here like that..." says Daddy Tony. I hear some noise, and suddenly next to my hear, I hear a click of a switch, and a loud vibrating noise. I realize that Daddy Tony has a handheld vibrator in his hand, and just that noise alone tends to get me rock hard :)

I hear some clicking around at the top of the cage, and then the switch goes on again - and a very light vibration happens right on my cock. Instantly aroused, I'm frustrated as it comes and goes - and realize that Daddy Tony is not actually holding the vibrator, it's tied to the top of the cage and is dangling down onto my cock, which is secured in place with the red nylon cord.

Even trying to back away as I felt myself getting closer to having an orgasm wouldn't fully stop the vibration on my cock, as I was tied to the front of the cage, and the straightjacket and posture collar ensured that I wouldn't be moving the top half of my body at all.

"Don't you cum!" Daddy Tony yelled at me from the distance, followed by, "NOW we can leave you alone!" and the closet door slamming. Realizing that if they did leave me in there with the vibrator on, there would be no stopping me cumming - and worse yet, the vibrator would not stop either! The beam of light disappeared from the top of the asylum mask again, and I tried yelling, but the vibrator felt so good that everything just came out as a half yell / half moan.

The door opened after a little bit, and Daddy Tony tormented me a little bit - noting how full my nuts were and how sore they must be right now - and he was very right! I then got permission from Daddy Tony to shoot my load, and he taped the vibrator down so that it was really firmly secured to my cock - then he backed away and they just watched.

I struggled and fought as much as I could, knowing that when I shot it would feel amazing, but that the vibrator was still going to be firmly attached to my dick - and if you've experienced that sensation before, you know what that's like! Suddenly I erupted, a weeks work of cum oozing out from my securely tied balls, and the vibration, of course, kept going mercilessly! I'm not sure how long they left it running, but I know I was panting and out of breath when it finally was disabled, not sure if I wanted to laugh or cry.

Slumping in my restraints in the cage, exhausted and out of breath, I make a pitiful noise to signify that I'm spent.

"Good night - for real now." *SLAM* The beam of light disappears.

Want to see more awesome bondage pics? You have to check out Serious Male Bondage - we shot a video of the scene as well - but the lighting was a little off, so I'm not sure if it will make it up - if not, I'll see if I can get a copy of it here - at least the cum shot anyway! :-D Stay tuned for a whole new blog - coming soon!

-Mikey

Quick update!

2010-05-14T16:06:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone!

Sorry for the huge delay - been moving to a new house with Daddy Tony, and work has been a little crazy as well! I've also been contemplating a total overhaul to the blog, which I'm working on in the background - so I'll hopefully have something even BETTER up soon!

Hope everyone is doing well - ARF!

-Mikey

Took a little break :-D

2010-04-03T12:30:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone! Sorry for the long length between posts - things have been a little crazy around the Den lately, Daddy Tony and I have been house hunting and are moving into a new Den in May! I hate moving, but it's going to be very nice after it's behind us - just getting to that point is a lot of work and planning!

Hmm - that's not a very exciting excuse, is it?! How about this one:

I came home from work a couple weeks back, setting my bag down by the back door like I always do. I walked into the Den, when suddenly from behind me, I felt a strong pair of arms grab me from behind, one around my waist, and one holding a rag against my face, pulling my head back against my attacker. I struggled, breathing in a sweet-smelling substance that was very strong, and felt myself drifting away, my struggles getting weaker, and catching a glimpse of Daddy Tony before falling into blackness.

When I woke up, I couldn't see, speak, or move. I was in a seated position, my arms by my side, and could feel something inside of what felt like every opening I had. I tried to speak, but could tell that my mouth was filled with my sponge gag, and when I opened my mouth, the sponge would become very moist with water, which I could drink. I tried to move my head, but it wouldn't budge an inch. Next my arms and shoulders - nope, wouldn't budge. My legs felt really secured, I couldn't lift or move them side to side, and my ankles were held just as fast, all by what felt like very rigid restraints. My body was covered in full leather, that much I was sure of, and I could tell that I had a huge erection, which didn't feel restricted, so I could assume that my cock was the only part of me that was exposed.

I couldn't hear anything at all, and was unable to open my eyes to see anything. I made some muffled noises trying to say something, and struggled in darkness for what felt like a very long time, when suddenly I heard a noise in my ear. "Hi pup. It's your Daddy. Feeling secure in there?" I struggled a little a moaned into my gag. "Your cock seems to grow when you do that, so I'll take that as a good sign. I've put earbuds in your ears, and then sealed them with wax, in addition to your ultra padded leather hood, so the only noise you'll be hearing will be controlled by me. You're probably wondering what's going on, huh?! Well, you see, you once told me a fantasy of yours was long-term restraint, and so I figured we'd experiment with that a little bit. You are wearing your leather padded hood, a leather straightjacket, leather pants, and your leather bondage socks. You are strapped into a custom chair with a head stockade and neck stock, so you can't move your head at all. Your sponge gag is hooked up to a funnel so I can give you fresh water when you need a drink. Your arms are strapped down to the sides of the chair in the straightjacket arms at the bicep, elbow, and wrist. Your chest is secured with this cool little device that's hooked up to your nipple piercings, letting me play with those when I want to, cool, right?! Your waist and thighs are strapped down nice and tight, and your upper and lower knees, as well as your ankles are in locked stocks. Of course, I have your cock out to play with and tease you like crazy, and I've also put in a catheter for when you need to piss, so don't worry about that."

I took it all in, and struggling as hard as I could, I could tell that everything he had said was true. How long would he leave me like this?! "You are nice and safe pup, so just relax and enjoy the ride. I want you to enjoy the solitude for a while, but I've set some music on a timer, it will turn on eventually. I'll be keeping a close eye on you, but you are not getting out of that for a long time. Love you!" I heard the click of something electronic turn off in my ears, and then silence. I tried to say something, only able to hear the muffled echos of my own moans in my head, but nothing else. I floated off for what felt like at least an hour, when I felt a lubed hand on my cock begin stroking me. I wondered if I was going to get to cum, and as I got close, it slowed down, and then stopped altogether. I whimpered through my gag, but the hand didn't come back. An eternity later, I heard some music slowly start up in my ears, it was very quiet, and slowly was getting louder... "You drive me craaaazzzyyy! I just can't sleep!!" BRITNEY SPEARS?! NOOOOOOO!! I screamed and struggled as hard as I could, but was held fast by all of the restraints. I thought I could hear Daddy Tony far off in the distance, laughing a sadistic laugh....

and that's where I have been the last three weeks!! Wow - that got a little out of control, sorry for the diversion. :-D I was inspired by that photo - and I can't recall where I found it sadly, it's been on my phone for a long time now, and it's big turn on for me.

I've been over a few times to the Serious Bondage Institute since I've last updated, but I think I'll post those pictures up either tomorrow or this week - today I'm going to post an old picture set from Labor Day of 2003, these were with my good friend Jerry in Seattle - the first person to ever tie me up actually!! :-D

In 2003, I was 22 and in college, living in Spokane, WA. Ew. I would drive over to Seattle any chance I could get to hang out with my Seattle family, Jerry and the gang, and get tied up. Labor Day was no exception. I got to Jerry's and we said our hello's, had our glass of wine, and caught up. Then I got tied up in a jock in the living room with hospital restraints. It was very reminiscent of the first I had gotten tied up, which was in that exact same spot as these pics. :-D

Of course, I was struggling to get out, and was trying to undo knots with my figures, and I think I managed to get my hands apart because I was able to use the keys, which Jerry always loves to leave just out of reach when I'm tied up. So he switched it up and put my hands in front of me this time, and then duct taped my fingers so that I couldn't undo the ropes or straps!

I was very stuck, but was determined to get out, and managed to get my duct tape gag off, which helped a little bit...

I don't think I was able to get out of that one, mainly because the tape was ripping out all of my knuckle hair, LOL. After that, we decided to do the sleepsack, which is always my favorite thing in the world. Jerry's sleepsack is incredible, it's been around for years and it's ultra worn in, and amazingly comfortable. His bondage bed is perfect to tie it down to, it's got metal bars along the sides that work perfectly for it!

After the sleepsack, we did the hospital bed restraints on the bed - I love those restraints! They look pretty basic, but they hold you very secure, and I love the locking sound that they make. Jerry added a ratchet strap on my chest to hold me down a little more secure, and then put a leather hood on me. Now I can usually escape the bed restraints if I want to, simply by unbuckling the strap that holds it to the bed - but Jerry knew I was going to try that, and locked the straps on the bed restraints, so I was really stuck! He then tied the keys to the head of my cock, and said, "OK, get out!" It was a lot of fun!

And yes - I got out :-D

I'll post again soon, I promise! :) Until then!

-Mikey

Saturday, Feb 6th - Part 3

2010-03-06T11:56:00.000-08:00

So I left off my Saturday recap at the sleepsack suspension, the only time I was ever a 'top', and finding out that my face was actually not being written on at all!

Read Saturday, Feb 6th - Part 2 (opens in new window)

After taking a break, I went into the other room to find Pooka in a beautiful chained spreadeagle - just like in the sample video on SeriousMaleBondage.com - to see it in person was really amazing - and there was one perfect addition to the scene this time, and that was the Eros-Tek 312 box that he was hooked up to.

The energy in the room was amazing, and and one point Daddy Tony and I were able to come in and join the scene - which was one of the most incredible experiences I've had to date.

I walked in, around the table, and sat right behind Pooka's head. I reached out to touch him, as soon as my hand connected with his latex covered shoulder, I felt his energy instantly as my own. As the e-stim would change, you could see/hear/feel Pooka react differently, and it would send a different wave out with each one. Pooka squirmed and made noise through the 'punisher' gag that had been put in his mouth - a very large leather plug gag, with firm leather on the outside - holds it very firmly in place, and the size of the ball is intimidating just to look at - having it in must be an intense experience, and certainly added to Pooka's predicament. His partner B tormented him with the 312 for a long session, which is now up on the SeriousMaleBondage.com site - it's very hot!

After a while, our thoughts all began to include food - note how I said they did not CHANGE to food, rather, just became a part of our kinky perverted thoughts. As we were all getting a bit hungry at this point, we freed Pooka from the table and ordered a pizza.

Ample seating can sometimes be an issue with large gatherings people, but is certainly not the case at the Serious Bondage Institute! We moved the table out a bit and grabbed a few chairs. The bondage chair was conveniently out in the dining room already - Pooka and I both looked at the chair, then at each other and said - "YOU!" almost in unison *grin* Great minds! I was going to rock/paper/scissors for it, but Pooka insisted, and I'll never turn down a ride in that chair, that's for sure!

I have to admit, I was REALLY excited that I got to be the one to get strapped up in the chair, after Pooka grabbed his rubber straightjacket. I stripped down to nothing, put on my Nasty Pig jock, and sat down in the chair - Dalton was the one to do most of the straps and he follows the Golden Rule - Do Unto Others - this means they were extremely tight, which is just how I like it, of course!

The pizza arrived, and we all sat around and had some wonderful conversation - Daddy Tony was nice enough to feed me my pizza, since I was a bit unable. B, Pooka's partner, also was nice enough to feed Pooka, since he was in a rubber straightjacket.

Daddy Tony is trying to get me to eat green peppers in that picture - NASTY!!

After we had eaten, I was freed from the chair - the straps left some awesome looking marks as they were tightly buckled against my bare skin - I always love the little bondage indents you get after being tightly bound - my sleepsack leaves some cool skin indentations, and the chair left some really interesting ones as well!

Pooka had brought along his rubber gear collection, and asked if I wanted to try on his red rubber catsuit - I've seen pics of him in it before, and jumped at the chance! I haven't worn a catsuit in a really long time, and my latex fetish is one that I am looking to explore a lot more of in the future, as I find it really hot, both literally and figuratively!

Daddy Tony lubed me up, and Pooka helped me slide into the suit; it felt incredible - it was a little bit thicker of a latex, which gave it an amazing sensation against the skin - slightly heavier and had more 'oomf' to it, if you know what I mean. It also had a removable codpiece, and a very high neck, which really added to the full coverage feeling of the suit.

Once I got the catsuit on, it felt SO good just to hug Pooka in his catsuit! The feeling of the latex on latex, the smell, the energy - it was so awesome :-D

We then went into the other room, where they had converted the bondage table where Pooka had been a little while earlier, into the vertical stocks, which were greeting me with open arms, inviting me inside.

I took my place inside - wrists and neck secured at the top, my waist enclosed by the heavy wood and very securely padlocked, as were my ankles.

I will be honest - it looked very secure from the outside to me - I figured once padlocked into the heavy wooden stocks, you're not really going anywhere - but I expected it to have a lot of 'play - i.e. moving my elbows around, or my waist, and able to struggle and really move a lot in them. Oh how wrong I was. The stocks hold you amazingly rigid just by themselves, and I found myself attempting to struggle in vain as Daddy Tony placed blacked-out goggles over my eyes, and ball gagged me with a red ball gag, to match the outfit!

One of the reasons why I absolutely love the Serious Bondage Institute, is that there is never too much bondage - one might think the stocks were enough - and I certainly wasn't going anywhere! Next thing I know, Daddy and Dalton are beginning to shackle my knees out to the frame of the stocks, instantly cranking up the intensity - which got an instant response from me, that's for sure!!

Shackles then went on my upper and lower arms, securing them down and out, respectively - and I couldn't move an inch! I was loving every second of my predicament, unable to see, speak, or move - feeling the latex covering almost every inch of my skin, and the firmness of the wooden stocks - unrelenting in their hold on the key parts of my body, was so incredible.

As I was unable to stop them, Dalton took that opportunity to bring in a tray of some ice cubes, which he proceeded to drop down the back of my catsuit - the freezing cubes deciding to take their time as they slowly made their way down to my butt and then settled there to live out the rest of their days - apparently trying to cuddle together to keep cold as they slowly died.

Suddenly I felt the codpiece on the latex catsuit unsnap at the bottom, and my cock and balls suddenly lowered and felt air again, and then felt the sensation of Daddy Tony's hands slowly tying my cock and balls up with parachute cord, and then securely down to the ankle stocks. At the same time, Dale added two leather straps at my thighs, not only securing me tighter into the stocks, but giving me a little support as well, which helped make the position a little less stressful.

Daddy Tony tormented me, teasing me a bit, then smacking my balls, then teasing a bit more, then tickling me, and then all of those at the same time! After a while, I felt the gag come out of my mouth, and the goggles removed from my head. Excited to have my face back for a little while, I opened my eyes, just in time to see a gas mask being forced over my head from behind. I tried to resist, but it was futile, and next thing I knew, the eyes of the gas mask were being taped over with black tape, once again plunging me into a world of darkness, unable to move an inch. Of course, regardless of what I say or do, when my dick is rock hard and dripping cum, it's easy to tell that I'm enjoying every second of this experience.

I stayed like that for a good while, and then eventually had to be let out, always the bittersweet part of the scene - as I was pretty stiff by this point, but was still having a great time! As I was slowly released from all of the restraints and regained mobility, it was surprising even then just how restrained I was during that scene, and how much fun it had been.

A huge thanks as always to Mark and Dalton at the SBI, Pooka for letting me wear his amazing red catsuit, and, of course, my amazing Daddy Tony for an awesome scene, and an unforgettable day!!

There is a video of this entire scene of me in the red catsuit and the upright stocks - it should be up on the SeriousMaleBondage.com up very soon - check it out!

Mikey gets mummified and zapped!

2010-03-01T22:53:00.000-08:00

OK - confession time! I'm still working on the post I wanted to get up on Sunday - I'm having video issues and I'm trying to get it all sorted. In the meantime - wanted to scene recap a mummification scene that I did with Daddy Tony and the Serious Male Bondage guys, since they just posted it up on the site!

Dalton had showed me his 'gingerbread board' before - it looks like a big gingerbread cookie, but padded and has these metal legs that screw in so it's off the ground - perfect for mummification!

Daddy Tony is a big fan of mummification, and having done it only a couple of times myself, I am as well - since we had set it up, might as well use it, right?! Dalton brought out a box of duct tape and some rolls of pallet wrap, and off we went!

I stripped down and lay down on the board, surprised at how comfortable it was. My tailbone sat right at the point of the table between the legs, so my butt was slightly exposed, and there was a headrest that my head found very naturally.

Daddy Tony began wrapping me to the table at my left leg - I instantly started getting hard, which is usually the case as I start getting tied up. As my legs slowly lost their mobility and became secured to the board, I saw Dalton come up with his box of electro toys, that he and Daddy Tony had been discussing earlier. I was stuck at that point, so I just sighed and resigned myself to my amazing fate.

Daddy Tony was now wrapping my left arm, then my shoulder, then my upper chest. The wrap had been stored outside, so it was very cold, which would send small shockwaves of a chill sensation instantly through my skin as he wrapped each layer - almost like an internal 'you're fucked' meter - as the parts of my body felt that coldness, then slowly warmed back to normal - I knew that part was very secure and wouldn't be going anywhere soon.

Enjoying the restrictiveness I was already feeling, even with my right arm free, Daddy Tony secured my head to the board with wrap, leaving only my nose uncovered, which definitely got my attention, no question there!

Unable to speak at this point, I quickly found my right arm secured to the table, and was totally immobile at this point. Then Daddy Tony got the electrical tape out, and began to cover my eyes and mouth with it. The tape instantly added a new level of intensity to the restrictiveness of the wrap, and struggle as I may, as each layer of tape wound it's way down my neck, then both my arms, then sectioned down my chest, waist, thighs, and ankles, I found myself more and more helpless.

Once I was totally secured, I found myself starting to get a headache, from the pressure of the wrap/tape, which was very tightly holding my head down to a cut out padded circle. I held out as long as I could, but eventually had to have my head freed, which, once I was able to see again, I was quickly blindfolded again - I had a feeling of what was coming next...

Wartenberg wheels. Electrified Wartenberg wheels. Apparently wanting to test just how helpless I actually was, Daddy Tony started playing with Dalton's electro wheels, which are a total trip! It depends on how much surface area is touching the skin, how far apart they are, and where they are touching, but the sensations the wheels could produce varied from very dull and low feeling, to very intense and sharp.

I'm a total wuss when it comes to pain, and am also very vocal - which amazed me that they didn't gag me during the last part of the scene, given that I was making a lot of noise!!

Daddy Tony tormented me like crazy!! All over my cock and balls, usually putting the one on the top, and one on the bottom, sending the electricity right through my junk; on the soles of my feet, from the tops of the toes to the heels; and then criss-crossing them around the area of my dick, which - using the sharper points, creates a much more intense sensation!

After struggling so much, I found that my arms were getting a bit numb at this point, and I couldn't really feel my fingers very much any longer. It was growing late and we were tired as well - so they freed me from the gingerbread board - always so much faster getting out of a mummification than being put in it!!

Mark and Dalton have the full video and photo set on SeriousMaleBondage.com - a huge thanks to them and of course, Daddy Tony, for a really fun scene! Be warned, the second video has a TON of me whining and screaming, because I'm a giant wuss!!

-Mikey

Where'd Mikey go?

2010-02-27T19:28:00.001-08:00

Sorry everyone to have been such a stranger! I've been a little busy and sidetracked with work/life and stuff, but I'll have a fun update tomorrow, and then much more frequent updates after that, promise! :) WOOF!

-Mikey

Mr. S Darlex Two Legged Sleepsack - Product Review

2010-02-15T20:30:00.000-08:00

PRODUCT REVIEW:

While I have the item on loan from SeriousMaleBondage.com - I figured this would be a good time to review the Mr. S Darlex Two Legged Sleepsack, a feature I am going to start doing regularly!

My first thought on seeing the Darlex Two Legged Sleepsack, or 'walking sack' as we were lovingly referring to it as, was that it looks like a very heavy-duty spandex suit with no arms, and would be really easy to travel with, as it folds up really compactly - something I like to think of when buying gear. My other thought, being a bondage freak, was, "Will it hold me? It looks like it would be easy to get out of..."

It turns out, it is anything but! It's a full coverage suit, with the exception of the feet - something I found to be a bit of a disappointment. Adding the Mr. S Locking Bondage Socks or a pair of boots, however, does look quite nice with the walking sack.

The built-in hood feels very nice and snug - which I found a relief. I'm normally not a fan of attached hoods, as if the sizing is not exact, the hood won't sit right. The flexibility of the darlex, however, allowed the hood to move as I moved, ensuring that the two nose holes stayed right at my nose and didn't slide around.

As soon as the zipper closed, I tried to get out, thinking it would be a very easy task. The darlex is very flexible, just like spandex, but it doesn't stretch near as far, as it's a much heavier duty version. Not only that, but it takes an amazing amount of energy to stretch the fabric out. I stretched, wriggled, pushed, slid, tried anything I could to either pull my arm out of the internal sleeve, or grab a hold of my cock - both of which I found to be impossible.

They had already planned on me trying to raise my arm up out of the inner sleeve, and as such, designed it to go much higher up the arm. Combined with the fact that the Darlex doesn't stretch enough at the shoulder to allow enough room to slide your arm up, and you're stuck.

It was an interesting sensation to be able to walk around, yet not be able to lift my arms up from my side. Definitely the greatest feature of the walking sack is the cock hole, which leaves you totally vulnerable. With your hands in such close proximity to your dick, you'll try and try to reach for it, but the sack will make sure your hands stay right at your sides where they are supposed to.

I definitely like this item, especially for the fact that it's very restrictive, yet very portable. As mentioned in my previous post, we used the walking sack and then tied it to a chair - an amazingly effective combination! Other recommended uses:

Handicap for video games/quiz shows - see how well your boy does not being able to see and trying to use a game controller through the fabric!
Write a torment on the bottom of a plastic cup, then arrange them in a circle around your sub. Tell him where each one is as you place them down around him. Then spin him around 15 times quickly in a circle and tell him to walk forward (making sure he's not going to bump into anything - safety first!) - whichever cup he knocks over is the torment he receives!
Ensure a victory in a leg wrestling competition against your sub.
Strap your sub's legs together and push him feet first down a snowy hill like a luge

The Mr. S Darlex Two Legged Sleepsack is available at the Mr. S store, or online at Mr-S- Leather.com for $299 if you are interested!

ValenTies Day

2010-02-15T16:01:00.000-08:00

Normally I am very anti-valentines day, as it's really just an excuse for florists and chocolate shops to charge twice as much for something that's going to be consumed or die within a week. Bitter, party of one!

However, this year, Daddy Tony decided he was going to tie me up with red rope because of the holiday! Daddy Tony went to visit with Mark from SeriousMaleBondage.com earlier in the day to get some photo disks from the last set of adventures we had over there. They got to talking, and on the way out, Mark suggested Daddy Tony bring home a new toy he found at Mr. S to play with that evening - can I just say how much I love my life!?!

The new toy was a Darlex Two Legged Sleepsack, which was really cool looking - basically like a really strong spandex suit, with no arms, and internal sleeves. I slid my legs through, surprised at how strong the fabric grips against the skin, and then Daddy Tony helped put my arms inside the internal sleeves. The built-in hood then went over my head, and the up the zipper went on the back. I also put on my Mr. S Locking Bondage Socks.

I sat down in my computer chair, and Daddy Tony began roping me tightly to it - already having my hands secured at my side, as soon as the first loop of rope circled around me and tightened, I felt that helplessness feeling very intense and much faster than I had anticipated - the open crotch in the darlex sack also communicated to Daddy Tony that I was already enjoying things very much.

Once I was tied to the chair tightly on my upper body, thighs, and ankles - we realized how tricky rope can be against darlex fabric! It's very slippery, so unless the rope is tied to something and secured, it slides relatively easily, even when very tight, so I was able to free my legs a little bit - not entirely. Daddy Tony, of course, noticed this right away, and remedied the situation by tying my knees to the brace under the seat of the chair and locking my leather socks together! He also tied my balls down to the chair - now I was really stuck!

He tormented me a little bit, and we both agreed that the sack was fantastic - restrictive and yet very movable/breathable and quite comfortable. After tormenting me for a while, Daddy Tony treated me to the same scene we gave Padlock86 the other night, sans the electro.

He tied me tightly down to the cot in the leather sleepsack and my ultra padded leather hood, which we made sure to put on first this time!

He also tied the hood down to the cot tightly, and then tied my feet down inside the sack, immobilizing me at all points, which felt amazing!

Daddy Tony tormented the heck out of me! After an hour and a half of constant edging while tied and strapped down in the sack, almost three hours all together, Daddy Tony and I got impatient. We had discussed beforehand that, when he wanted me to cum, he was going to tell me in my ear that he wanted to make me shoot - and that I was to resist any way I could. We wanted to see how long I could last.

I heard in my ear, "I want you to shoot now, boy." and I screamed through my gag and hood, "NO!! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT!! SIR!!" I struggled and resisted as much as I could, but I couldn't move any part of my body, especially my cock away from his hand that was now getting rhythmically faster, and it felt incredible! I tried to ignore the pleasure and resist, I really did, but as that is a turn on for me, it's sort of a catch-22, and I didn't last more than a solid minute.

The real Valentines Day treat was that he didn't milk me afterward! That's one of his greatest pleasures; watching me thrash around like crazy those sensitive moments after an orgasm, as he jerks me off harder than he had been just previously been doing. I hate/love it as well - hate in the sense that it's a very intense sensation and my body is not sure if it wants to laugh or cry, and love in the sense that it reminds me I am not in control of what is happening, try as I might. This time, however, he decided to let me enjoy it, and it took several minutes to figure out what planet I was on afterward.

Definitely the best Valen'Ties' Day ever! I love you Daddy Tony! ARF!

-Mikey

Daddy Tony, Padlock86, and Mikey have a hang-out night!

2010-02-14T16:21:00.000-08:00

Friday after a long day, it's nice to come home and be able to relax! Our friend C was supposed to come over, but was unable to make it - but Padlock86 came over around 8 o'clock! Daddy Tony and I had ordered pizza, and were just relaxing - Padlock brought some gear over - 3 bags of it! I can sympathize, gear can be really bulky!! I usually can't visit anyone without traveling with less than two bags.

Padlock and I go far back, back from when I first moved here, yet we only got to play once. He was one of the last people to go in my Mr. S Leather Sleepsack/StraightJacket (a post for another time, trust me), and we had a very good time. When I had ordered my current sack, I ran into him on the street and promised him a ride once it was finished. It's been LONG overdue, and that was the plan for the evening. I was super excited!!

After catching up for a bit and discussing awesome websites and bondage porn, we started pulling out gear from our shelves and unpacking his bags. One bag was all rope of assorted lengths and colors; one bag was assorted gear, plugs, restraints, leather, and other fun toys; and the last was a case - his Eros-Tek 312.

I have one of these myself - and for those who don't know what they are, I'll be making a post on this subject here very soon. Just know they are a lot of fun *grin*

Padlock also brought one other awesome toy: his Goethals chastity belt. He wore this out to Powerhouse one evening a few weeks back - which was a lot of fun - because we would try and get him really hard on purpose, to frustrate him.

Daddy Tony and Padlock had been plotting behind my back to lock me in the Goethals belt while we played - I love surprises like that! The belt fit great, which is lucky, as they are custom fit for the owner, and sometimes just don't work well on others. It felt amazing as well, really snug - no way it was coming off, and I couldn't reach inside - very secure. The cock tube was large, which is good for me, especially when going into chastity as I instantly get hard trying to put anything on!

After locking me in the belt, Padlock put in his Mr. S Flexi Ball, and we zipped him up inside the leather sleepsack. After getting him all laced and strapped up tightly, we realized we didn't hood him... which is always much easier to do first. We improvised, and stood Padlock up on his feet in the sack! I held him up, while Daddy Tony secured our Ultra Padded Leather Hood, with my breathing gag I got at Mr. S, onto Padlock's head.

We put him nicely back on the cot, and then Daddy Tony began to tie him down tightly with red rope. I love this scene so very much - as I've said in previous posts, it's one that I've concocted in my head for many many years, and while it's not quite perfected, but it's amazing close, and it's fun to see it from the other side as well!

After we had Padlock secured to the cot, we put a blue band around his cock and balls as the top, and the electro ball as the bottom, and he was hooked up to line A. I set the box to Stroke, and we brought up it to a nice level. This is the part, at least for me, where I like to float a little bit. Just lie there, take everything in, relax, surrender to the experience. We let Padlock float for a little while - and then the torment began.

As I'm big into cum control, that's what I love to do to those that are tied up and I get to play with. So I tormented Padlock for a while with Daddy Tony, which was very frustrating, as I could play with him, but not myself. I really wanted to just play with it a little bit - however, rubbing the belt on the tube was almost worse, as my brain and cock expect to feel something, anything - yet no sensation is triggered, and they are left very confused and wanting!

I noticed Daddy Tony was moving stuff around, including my chair, and the next thing I know, he sneaks up behind me and shoves my sponge into my mouth, quickly securing it with duct tape! He then forces me to sit in the chair, and ties my hands securely behind my back, and then securing them to the chair so I couldn't move them at all.

He then secured my upper arms, my thighs, and my ankles to the chair, and topped it all off with a Mr. S Padded Blindfold, so that I could only listen to Padlock moan as Daddy Tony tormented him, and I could do nothing - not touch Padlock, not touch myself, just sitting, enjoying the sounds. Daddy Tony, because he is a sadistic bastard (SIR! *grin*), even made lube pumping sounds and jerking off motions on my cock, just to torment me further!

After being tormented for a while, I was freed, and we both decided that Padlock deserved a little release after being tormented for well over two hours.

I switched the 312 to Orgasm, and I gagged Padlock with a simple, yet effective leather gag, blindfolded him, and placed the hearing protection on him. Daddy Tony and I then teased Padlock until he couldn't hold back any further, and he did what the 312 had promised would happen.

After freeing Padlock, we hung out a bit more - had a beer and talked about the fun we just had. I changed into my neoprene singlet, and Padlock wanted to show Daddy Tony a frogtie, which I had never been in before.

Padlock is amazing with rope, no doubt about it! One of the challenges that rope presents is finding the right mix of aesthetics and comfort - one area too tight can mean a loss of circulation, and that can mean really bad things after too long. Padlock's frogtie was perfect, nothing too tight or too loose, really quite secure, and after seeing the pictures (hard to see what it looks like when it's on you!), it looked amazing!

I wriggled around on the floor for a while, which was really fun - and since I was no longer wearing the belt, they teased me a bit while I was helpless on the floor. Daddy Tony even picked me up at one point by the rope!

I love escape challenges, and Padlock then dared me to really get out of my bonds, which I took on with pleasure!

Finally getting enough slack in my wrists was the key, and then slowly, but surely, unwinding sections of rope off of my body until my upper arms were the only part that was still bound tightly behind me - those proved to be the trickiest to free, but I finally succeeded, and was free!

At this point, it was into the early hours of the morning, and all three of us were feeling very worn out. We decided to call it a night, and Padlock survived a night sleeping in the den with my 'short bus' cat.

After having coffee the next morning, we said our goodbyes and Daddy Tony and I set off to start our Saturday. What a fantastic start to the weekend! Thanks to Padlock for coming over and hanging out with us! ARF!!

-Mikey

Sunday, Feb 7th

2010-02-11T20:54:00.000-08:00

Bad Mikey!!

I promised you guys I would have the third update from Saturday up the other day, however, I got crazy busy and haven't finished it yet. :( I need to get faster at this stuff!

However, while I work on that one, I'm going to skip ahead to Sunday's recap, the following day - because the photos/and video are now posted on SeriousMaleBondage.com!! I noticed this morning that the sets from Sunday had gone up - I was so excited to look at them, as I've not seen them yet, but had an absolutely insane day, and just didn't have the time!

A quick note on pics/videos from this set: I did this as a shoot for the SeriousMaleBondage.com site - so I'll only post the preview pictures from the sets, as I wouldn't feel right posting that content for free. That being said, I HIGHLY encourage you to click through to the site (like you hadn't guessed this already) and if you don't have one, nab a membership - there is a ton of amazing bondage content, and the more memberships they get, the more crazy stuff they can make, and the more sets they can post - a win for everyone!

So without further adieu - here is Sunday, Feburary 7th in the life of Mikey :-D

Sunday started fairly normally, Daddy Tony had to work sadly, but I stayed here at the Den, played some video games, relaxed, and reflected on the amazing time I had just the previous day - a great way to start a Sunday, let me tell you.

Daddy Tony got home, and we left the Den around 3:00 to head up to Mark and Dalton's house - our friend Ken had already arrived there, and the three of them were ready and waiting for us to arrive. When we did, we moved the famous Serious Bondage chair into my Jeep (I can now say forever that the bondage chair has been in my Jeep - I love little things like this), and we headed down to SoMa.

SoMa, or South of Market, for those who don't know, is my favorite area in San Francisco. I've had a million memories there, some really happy, some really sad, but that's what makes it very special to me. SoMa is considered our 'leather' district, it's home to some of my most adored things: the Folsom and Up Your Alley (Dore) street fairs, Mr. S, Stompers Boots, PowerHouse, Chaps, The Eagle, and Wicked Grounds - our new kink coffee shop.

We parked across the street at Wicked Grounds, and unloaded the chair onto the sidewalk. I was wearing my BDU's and my combat boots, as I had just had my haircut in a high 'n tight, and Daddy Tony and I thought it would be fun to wear that out - like a captured solder *grin* Our good friends Pooka and Egoc met up with us here - I hadn't seen Egoc in such a long time, and it was really fun to see him again, although, I didn't get to interact with him for very long, however, before I found myself seated and straps being pulled over my arms and legs.

This is where the video on the SeriousMaleBondage.com starts - me getting strapped into the chair on the sidewalk, on a nice afternoon in SoMa. After Daddy Tony and Dalton made sure I was nice and secure in the chair, they began to wheel me down the sidewalk to go get some coffee at Wicked Grounds. They made sure to take the long way around the intersection too! I was wearing my Mr. S Leather Asylum Mask, which I had first tried on at Up Your Alley, and as soon as we tried it, Daddy Tony and I knew we had to get one. It's very much like wearing a hood, but one that's very easy to breath in, and feels like you should be able to shake off, but it's very secure - and it's great combined with a gag underneath, my favorite *grin*

So there I was, in my BDU's and boots, totally and completely immobilized by tons of leather straps, hooded with a leather hood, being wheeled across the street during the middle of the day in beautiful San Francisco. As I was masked, I couldn't see anything, which made the entire experience such a amazing and wild sensation. I was moving, and could feel motion, and yet, struggle as I may, I couldn't move an inch - my mind was having a hard enough time trying to figure this out, and then add in the random people walking by, and the cars in the intersection - not being able to see them, but hear them - was really cool. :)

We arrived at the coffee shop, Daddy Tony pulled up a table, and we sat in to have some coffee! Asked if I wanted regular or decaf, I scoffed, "Decaf?! NO! That's called 'why bother'!!" I ordered just a regular cup of coffee, and then thought carefully about that for a second... strapped into a chair, unable to move... do I really want a cup of scalding hot liquid to be lifted directly over my junk and poured into my mouth? "I'll have an ICED coffee!", I quickly corrected my order.

Hanging out in the coffee shop was amazingly fun - I had my mask taken off for a little while so I could have some coffee and look around - I got nothing but smiles and grins from people there, which really makes me appreciate the city that I live in. Where else could this happen and people wouldn't give it a second thought?!

A few sips of coffee, a quick glance, and suddenly I find myself wearing a gas mask, and being connected to the bubbler - which they then filled up with - you guessed it - my coffee!! What a delicious way to enjoy a coffee - each inhale took some effort because of the liquid, but it was filled with this wonderful coffee aroma that would fill my lungs and the mask, each inhale making it a little stronger than the last.

While hanging out and enjoying coffee, Daddy Tony, Pooka, Ken, and the rest of the group would come over and rub my hair, tickle me, hit me in my junk, and torment me in general, which is always a lot of fun!

I remember at some point, just sitting there, having traveled to that plane of existance that I go to when I am in total bondage, enjoying the coffee aroma with each slow breath, and wondering if this was all really happening to me, and it actually was - I snapped back into my body and gave a quick struggle - yup - I couldn't move an inch. It's real.

After enjoying our coffee, we decided that we would head up to Mr. S and see what sort of trouble we could find up there. Mr. S is hands-down my favorite store in the world. If they offered a line of credit, I would be in serious trouble. Down the street I was wheeled, this time wearing the gas mask, so I could see a little bit - mainly trees and the tops of buildings, as I was tilted at about a 45 degree angle!

We went into the store, where my friends Josh, Jen, and Patrick were working - I was wheeled up to the main desk in the middle of the store and set down there. It was funny, I was wearing my gas mask, so I recognized them, but they couldn't see who I was, so when my mask was taken off, they were like, "Oh, we know you!" Then it got fun!

Daddy Tony and I have been needed a new Fetters Front Buckle Gag for a while now, and so he of course asks Josh if they have any of the locking version in stock. Lucky for us, they have one left! So on that goes, nice and tight, and is quickly locked on.

Jen thinks something is missing, so she returns with two riding crops, one for her and one for Daddy Tony. It was really hot to have two people smacking me with crops, and not being able to stop them, try as I might! Those leather straps are very secure and unrelenting - they hold you down, they hold you still, and they remind you who's in charge if you try and escape - which is of course what I try and do, as I love that feeling *grin*

After being smacked around for a while by the two of them, I was blindfolded with an Ultra Blindfold, which are really effective and comfortable to wear. We took the opportunity to talk about the products I was wearing - and following that, Josh gave a whole demo of some new stuff that they have, which was fun to listen to and try and visualize what was happening all around me. I again floated off to that world that immobilization takes me to, and just had to soak in the entire experience - being all strapped up inside Mr. S, unable to speak, see, or move, and just relishing every second of it.

After the demos, Daddy Tony and I went up to pay for the new gag I was wearing - lucky my wallet wasn't in my back pocket - that would have been hard to get to! Daddy ended up buying me the gag as a present, because he's the greatest Daddy a pup could ask for!

We said our goodbyes and headed back outside - I was set on my back at the corner while Daddy Tony went to get the Jeep. Then came the melancholy moment where I was unstrapped - it's always so bittersweet for me, sort of the feeling you get right after opening all of the presents on Christmas morning.

After a quick wrap up, we said said farewell to Pooka, loaded the chair back into the Jeep, and headed back to the Serious Bondage Institute. We brought the chair back inside, and took a little while to decompress, we had a busy and exciting day!

A HUGE thanks to Mark and Dalton at SeriousMaleBondage.com for the amazing experience, and to Daddy Tony, Pooka, Egoc, Ken, J, and the fantastic staff and patrons at Wicked Grounds and Mr. S for a day I will never forget! Last plug - if you are interested in seeing the video and the full photo sets from the day, and there are a TON more, they are up at SeriousMaleBondage.com!

There's only one way to describe the day:

There is a part two - but I'll post that a little later on, I'm going to get all caught up this weekend, so stay tuned!

-Mikey

Saturday, Feb 6th - Part 2

2010-02-09T19:47:00.000-08:00

Before the group removed me from the deck stocks, fistmitts were placed on my hands and I was gagged with my sponge gag and it was secured with duct tape. Dale put on a pair of German goggles that had the eyes taped black so I couldn't see on top of it all. They lifted me out of the pit and directly into my sleepsack; in my wetsuit, fistmitts, blindfolded, and tightly gagged; lying on the bondage board. Daddy Tony proceeded to zip, lace, and strap it up nice and tight :-D

My favorite part of going in the sleepsack is the 'cinch up' - where Daddy Tony gets the sack all laced up to the top - and he manages to do this pressure push/pull on the cord - instantly increasing the tightness starting at the feet and going very quickly all the way up the body. My sleepsack is leather, with the 'leather' part on the inside, so it envelops you in this soft, amazing smelling leather so snugly around the body - you can't move, and when you try, you hear that delicious leather on leather rubbing sound... WOOF!

Now, if you remember from my last post - Daddy Tony had taken red and black markers and drew all over my face! While my head was in the stocks, he was telling me, "Hold still, or you are going to mess it all up!!", and asking for suggestions on what to write. Across my forehead, he had written 'Daddy's Little Fuckhole", drew a pig nose on my nostrils, and drew a big butt on the back of my head in red marker. "Oh great - in the hair - that's going to be easy to get out Daddy!", I thought! Then when my hands were locked in the stocks and sticking out of the deck, Daddy wrote in Sharpie bndgkid.blogspot.com on the back of one hand, and www.seriousmalebondage.com on the back of the other - sort of 'product placement' if you will! This was all while I was locked in the deck stocks, mind you - now I am in the sleepsack, gagged with duct tape. Daddy decides to draw a pair of lips on the gag, big pretty ones, apparently!

So, at this point, you may be wondering, "Mikey, you just described how Daddy Tony wrote all over your face and hands, but I don't see anything there!" That's because they were 'punking' me! They weren't actually using the marker on my face or hands, and at no point did I ever see them drawing on me with the markers, I was always blindfolded or masked in some way. This was why they put fistmitts on me before taking off my hood and bringing me out of the hole - I would have seen that there was nothing actually written on my hands, and then I would have caught wise. :)

The group was going to strap me down to the bondage board, but I started doing sit ups on the board, and next thing I know, Daddy Tony helped me stand up in the sleepsack on the deck! I was a little wobbly, so Daddy Tony picked me up all by himself, and carried me inside the house over his shoulder! That was a very cool feeling - being gagged and totally bound in leather, and being carried off somewhere. WOOF!

I was brought inside the kitchen, where I was then suspended by a bar in the ceiling, which was on a ball-bearing swivel. It was whisper quiet, and was amazingly smooth, not bumpy or jarring, very flowing. Once I was suspended upright, I was spun around and around and around - I said I was very resilient, but wow - that really makes you dizzy!!

After I spinning enough to make me sufficiently nauseous, we wanted to see what it would be like upside down!! So they flipped me over, and then spun me around just like before - was a totally different sensation! Where before it was like spinning around in circles really fast, I could sort of focus in and out of objects at certain times while spinning, which reduced the effect. Upside down, all the blood was rushing to my head, and I couldn't focus at all - everything was a total motion blur. Then they would spin me the opposite direction, things would even out for about 2 seconds, and then bam - motion blur.

The videos were shot with Daddy Tony's iPhone, which are a little small - sorry about the size! I'm still figuring out different ways to do the video clips and stuff, so it's a work in progress :-D

After doing the deck and the sleepsack, I needed a bit of a break, so they let me out of the sack so I could have some water and relax a bit. As soon as I was released, I asked to see my face, so I could figure out how long it was going to take to get all of that marker off - remember I was TOTALLY convinced that Daddy Tony had written all over me!! As soon as I saw the mirror - I had a total shock!! Everyone was so excited to see my reaction, we forgot to get picture or a video - but trust me, it was a good one!! They totally bondage punk'd me!!

Part 3 is coming hopefully later tonight - if not, then tomorrow morning - stay tuned!

Saturday, Feb 6th - Part 1

2010-02-07T12:49:00.000-08:00

I honestly don't know how I get into the situations I do, but whatever it was I did, I need to figure it out and do it a thousand times more! I sat down to recap Saturday in a blog post, and after writing for what felt like ages, I realized that this is going to have to come in waves, sort of like edging - because you don't want to blow your whole wad right away!

After a few e-mails back and forth this week, Daddy Tony and I had plans to visit Mark and Dalton over at the Serious Bondage Institute, along with my friends (I am using letters until clearing with them on name usage) Pooka and B. Mark and Dalton had a visitor, J, already visiting from out of town, so we were going to just see what sort of trouble we could cook up.

After all my harping about it, if you haven't been to Serious Male Bondage yet, then I am mad at you and we need to have a talk. Please go there immediately and see the receptionist - tell her that Mikey sent you and that you are in trouble. *grin*

After I took forever to gather up gear (we had 3 bags of it!), we finally got going and arrived at 1:00 - Pooka, B and J were already there, and the 7 of us (Myself, Daddy Tony, Mark, Dalton, J, Pooka, and B) decided to go up and get some coffee for a little energy boost.

Things outside were still a bit damp from an earlier rain, but the sun was out now and it felt really nice outside. To that end, Mark invited Daddy Tony and I to go check out the back deck - which, if you've ever been to the original Serious Bondage website in the past, you'll know immediately what's awesome about the back deck. I had told Daddy Tony about it before, but was thrilled to see it in person. There in the flooring of the deck, were two wrist holes, and a neck hole, just like a set of stocks. The planks come up, which reveal a deep concrete pit, complete with mounted restraint points.

It was still wet down there from the rain earlier, but I had to jump in just to say I had been in it - I could hear my own breathing echoing off of the walls, and could only imagine how intense it would feel to be totally chained up down there, with the lid closed *grin*

Since the sun was shining though, we decided that we should take advantage of it and play with the deck stocks! I got to be the lucky one to go inside - woo hoo!! - so I threw on my wetsuit and we put a deck chair down in the pit. I sat on it, and my head was right at the perfect level for the deck - so on went the neck stock. Now, as I did, one would think - they are just planks over a pit, what's to stop me from just standing up? That's where the brackets on the sides come in, two metal bars slide through, and then padlock on either side - making it impossible to remove the planks.

The sun was out in full force now, so Daddy Tony gave me his sunglasses to help with the glare - looking back at the photo I look a little like Max Headroom, LOL.

Dalton had a pair of German goggles which are blacked out with tape, so those were put on me, and now I can't move or see anything at all - when someone mentions they should get a Sharpie and write stuff on my face! Mark thinks this is a great idea, so he goes inside and retrieves a red and black marker, and Daddy Tony begins writing on my face - I couldn't believe it!! First it was funny little things, then he drew a pig nose on me, followed quickly by a giant butt on the back of my head, and other various doodles. I couldn't believe it - I just kept dreading the shower I was going to have to take to get all that marker off my face before Monday!

Now, because I couldn't see what was going on outside, this is what I understood to be going on. Little did I know that they were all totally in on this big joke, as he wasn't actually using a sharpie pen - but it definitely fooled me perfectly!!

After being Daddy Tony's art canvas for a while, they took off the goggles and quickly replaced it with a gas mask - which was then hooked up to a bubbler. No, that's not a smoking lamp, it's just a cylinder tube with a smaller tube inside of it - so that when hooked up to a breathing tube, water draws up the center tube, and bubbles out and over the top - creating a cool sound, as well as adding a level of intensity to breathing, which is really awesome. You go to breath in, but it takes about 1-2 seconds before the air draws through the bubbler and hose, so you have to suck in a little harder, it's a very cool sensation.

After Pooka used me for a foot rest for a little bit, my hands were secured in the stocks, which added a new level of intensity to things. He then put my leather asylum hood on me, and left me to listen to the conversation of the group as they drank coffee.

After a while, and to round out the headgear collection, Daddy Tony brought out my ultra-padded leather hood and strapped it tightly on my head - I had my breathing tube gag in, so I look like a little alien stuck in the deck! Pooka took the opportunity to use me as a foot rest again, which was quite hot *grin*

What happened next? To be continuned....

Why the Den?

2010-02-04T23:29:00.000-08:00

I decided to call my blog 'Mikey's Bondage Den' because our chill space, Daddy Tony and I, is nicknamed 'The Den'. I've had a name for my dwelling ever since I moved into a house in Seattle called the 'Greenhouse' - namely because it was green colored, but for other reasons as well - we had a compost pile and there was a lot of incense, let's put it that way. My last place was called 'The Burrow', as it was very enclosed and nest like, with a very low ceiling and a lot of wood.

The room that is The Den now, originally was Daddy Tony's playroom, there are still pictures of it on his Recon profile - and then he moved to LA. The room sat vacant and became a storeroom/utility room. When he moved back to SF, he moved into and it became his bedroom. When we met, I moved in with him and this was our main bedroom/living room. I loved it, because it was really cozy and inviting, so I started calling it The Den, and the name stuck. We've since moved into a room upstairs, and this is now our playroom/media room.

After coming home from work and walking in, The Den looked a bit in disarray - video games, straps, rope, duct tape, controllers, cables, and clothes were strewn about everywhere - I've been told my living areas make people think of kinky frat houses. :-D After our fun last night, it was to be expected.

We had to pack away the gear for Christmas, and haven't had much chance to set it all back up - so tonight that was our task - make it 'The Den' again, and I'd say we accomplished our goal. We brought out all the gear and found homes for it where we normally play - it had been looking a little plain back there, and that's no fun! It looks much nicer now I think, plus it's nice to have everything out at an arms reach! At least, some things.... Take a look:

Video from singlet/hogtie

2010-02-04T16:04:00.000-08:00

So here is the video of me struggling to get out of the hogtie from last evening - Daddy Tony was untying me, and had untied my wrists; then I was left to get out the rest of the way. :)

I did eventually get out, it took about 5 more minutes from that point. :) We had a fun night, hehe!

Ahh Wednesday...

2010-02-04T00:48:00.000-08:00

My apologies for not updating in a few days - I'm still reeling a bit from last weekend *grin*

Daddy Tony and I have been busy with work and stuff this week, but decided that tonight would be a good play night, so after Daddy cooked dinner, and I did the dishes (which is how we do things, because I am a horrible cook!), we unloaded the gear chests and decided to play around :)

I ended up hogtied in my wrestling singlet - Daddy Tony put me in fistmitts and leather socks, then hogtied me nice and tight on the cot - tying down my thighs, feet, and wrists :-D I couldn't lift up at all, which was very nice, and the fistmitts stopped me from attempting to untie the rope, not that I think I could have done this, heh.

After struggling for a few minutes, Daddy Tony untied the main part of my wrists, however, my feet and hands were still all tied together, and I was determined to get out of it myself! I'm gagged with the mouth stuffer and duct tape, by the way.

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We have a computer chair that we've both been wondering lately if it would work for bondage, so we decided to try it out! I put on my camos and my combat boots, and Daddy Tony gagged me again, tied my head down to the chair, tied my wrists down, my chest, my upper arms, my waist, my knees, and tied my boots apart at the bottom - try as I might, I couldn't get away - which is just how I like it :-D

He also made sure I couldn't get out by wrapping my fingers in duct tape, so I couldn't use them at all. He left me gagged, but took off my head bondage, and put my asylum hood on me - which combined with the gag felt very very good :)

Did that seriously just happen?!

2010-02-01T02:27:00.000-08:00

I'm exhausted! I was tired when I got up this morning, but knew I had a busy day ahead, but I didn't really realize how busy, but AMAZING it was actually going to be! I'll start with last evening - Daddy Tony and I decided to go out to Powerhouse and hang out with our 'pack' - had a fantastic night, my friend Padlock86 got tied up at the bar and put in a muzzle by my friend P, which was very fun to watch!

My friend Dustin is in town, whom I have not seen for about 5 years now, and he was going to try and join us, but ended up elsewhere (we'll get to that part in a minute). We stayed out until about 12:30, then wandered home and crashed.

Woke up today, hung around for the morning, and then Daddy Tony unfortunately had to work :( I dropped him off, and then met up with my friend Tim for some coffee and conversation at our kink coffee shop, Wicked Grounds. It was really fun, had some really interesting conversation with him about bondage, why things turn us on the way they do, different experiences that we've both had - I'm really looking forward to having a longer conversation with him next time, and him meeting Daddy Tony also!

After this, I went to the Eagle Beer Bust to hang out with the 'pack' again :) A really fun time - I stayed away from the beer and was a really good boy, because Daddy wasn't there, hehe :) Had some good kinky talk with my awesome buddies - decided to wear my rubber wrestling singlet, my camo pants, a t-shirt, and my knee-high Wesco boots. :)

I was trying to eat a chip in that last picture - a little hard to tell from that angle. My friend Dustin was ALSO supposed to come out to Beer Bust with me, but called me around 3:30 and said he wasn't going to make it - but he had a good excuse!

Quick history on Dustin - awesome guy and I've known him for, gosh, at least 5 years, probably more. :) He's from Toronto, and was with me the first time I ever went to Mr. S here in San Francisco! I lived in Spokane at the time, and was down visiting my friend N, while Dustin was in town. Of course, at Mr. S, you don't just look at the stuff, especially if it's a slow day :-D

Dustin ended up in the bondage vest, and then got blindfolded and gagged with tape, while I ended up gagged, blindfolded, and tied up in a shoulder to wrist restraint :) We had a blast that trip - I'll be posting pics from it here soon :)

Dustin met up with Mark from Serious Male Bondage last evening for dinner, and ended up strapped up in the bondage chair, which I posted pictures from their site a while back here. No wonder he couldn't make it out to Powerhouse, and who can blame him! When he had called me at the beer bust, it was because Mark had offered to strap him up in the sleepsack and suspend him, and again, that's an easy decision!! :-D

We decided that I would pick up Daddy Tony from work, and then we'd pick him up at Mark's house and grab some dinner before Dustin had to call it an early night. I'm glad that didn't work out.

We got to Mark's house, and Dustin was still glowing from getting tied up earlier - we met Mark and Dale, both really awesome guys, and we looked at the pictures of Dustin all tied up from earlier - they were WAY hot - I just love that site, the bondage is so incredible, and to meet the guys behind it was a real honor for me. They showed us around, including the back room where they shoot most of the photos - and in the corner was that amazing bondage chair.

Seeing it in person was more intense than I had anticipated - it was very intimidating! It looks very sturdy and unrelenting, with a mass of buckles and straps all over - I was mesmerized. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. They wanted to do one last scene with Dustin before he had to leave, and so they were setting up the table stocks - which looked so cool!! I'm a big fan of stocks, and these ones have had so much thought put into them to maximize the effectiveness of them, I just couldn't contain my glee :-D

Mark then asked if we wanted to participate, to which I was like, "YESPLEASE." Having been previously informed of my obsession with that bondage chair (I kid you not, it was an item on the 'list of things I have to try before I die'), he suggested that maybe I could get strapped up in the chair, and just be an item in the background while Dustin was put in the table stocks! I almost danced when he said this. Daddy Tony said he thought that was a fantastic idea, and next thing I knew, I was in my rubber singlet (Dale loaned me a pair of shorts - thanks Dale!) and being fastened into a chair that I had dreamed about for so long.

Each strap, as it was buckled, added a new layer to the experience - and what I love most about it was all of the thought that had been put into it. This chair is not some 'oh let's bolt these straps on the chair and be done with it', each and every strap had a specific, distinct purpose. TWO straps on the thighs, upper and lower, so that you can't get that 'scootch' wiggle room that would be there with less. Bicep straps that circle around and buckle in the front, so if you try and lean forward, it pulls your arms back. Fist mitts that then padlock to the hands of the chair, so you can't even pull your hand up. Wrist straps that are a little higher than normal, since the hands are locked down - keeps the entire arm held down much better. Once I was all strapped in, Dale secured my head, not only at the top, but from the sides, so that I couldn't move my head at all. All of these intense straps, and not one pressure point, not one spot that was giving me trouble.

I really have no words to describe the overall feeling, but it was beyond incredible. I was then blindfolded, and left to listen to Dustin be secured to the table in the stocks. Daddy Tony came over and tickled me a few times, which was really hot, because I thrash a lot when that happens, but couldn't barely move at all when he did it - helps my brain really understand just how helpless I really am.

Daddy Tony got the tough job of being the vibrator tormentor - rough!! I was in the chair and he turned on the massager right next to my ear - and then just waved it around me - didn't even touch me with it yet, but I could swear I could feel it - knowing it was on and could be pressed anywhere at any moment, that anticipation was really awesome :) Got teased a little bit, but then after Dustin was secured to the table, Daddy Tony turned his attention to Dustin, and I was left to listen to the sounds coming from Dustin's gas mask covered mask as he was tormented and helpless. The energy coming from him was very very intense - I swear I felt him cum. It was really hot to be trapped there, struggling totally in vain, left to listen to all of that. WOOF!

After that, Daddy Tony turned his attention to me, and needless to say, he tormented me like crazy with that handheld massager! After I exploded, I was slowly unstrapped - the saddest part of the whole day. I could have sat there for 2 more hours and been content. I was thinking to myself, "Oooh, you just shot, how hot would it be if they turned off the lights and left the room right now..." :)

As they took off the bishop's head harness that I was wearing, I had what can only be described as 'afterglow':

We wrapped up and then decided to go grab some dinner down the street - had some great conversations with the group, and then Dustin had to head to his hotel and the real world, as did Daddy Tony and I. We said our goodbyes, but I'm really hopeful that won't be the last time we see Mark and Dale :-D

I need everyone out there now to do me a favor - if you have not been already, now that you're at the end of my post - go check out Serious Male Bondage - that link even opens in a new window for you! Awesome! It's my favorite website ever, especially having met the two guys behind it, go there, if you like what you see, get a membership - I promise you won't be disappointed!

I am still reeling, and this post needs a lot of work, but had to make sure I got my thoughts down while they were still fresh in my head! Now I'm off to bed - I'm going to sleep GOOD tonight!! Huge thanks again to Daddy Tony, Dustin, Mark, Dale, Tim, and the Pack for an AWESOME day!!

Another sleepsack video - heed warning!!

2010-01-30T20:22:00.000-08:00

Daddy Tony and I debated about this, and eventually concluded that it was OK to share this with you all :) After all, it's not like you can't find pictures of my dick on the internet already, heh! I'd love your feedback though - what does everyone think? Appropriate or not?

Be warned, you can see my junk in this video, but we both thought it was really hot how my dick was jumping around all by itself, because of the electricity from the plug :)

Not safe for work! Link is from XTube, also. :)

Mikey Sleepsack - Part 2

2010-01-29T09:00:00.001-08:00

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We did the sleepsack scene again with a couple of tweaks and additions:

Red rope this time, tightly tied to the cot in the leather sleepsack.

Video from Sleepsack Part 2

2010-01-27T02:13:00.000-08:00

So the times when I a make a noise in this video, it is because any time I would involuntarily flex my butt, the electricity would get immediately much more intense, and then cause it to flex more, sort of like a waterfall effect. It was amazing though, to have the lights and sounds from the Nova Pro synchronized to the plug at the same time.

I couple of times I realized I couldn't see the lights anymore, couldn't feel the plug, and couldn't even really feel much of anything - everything sort of melted into an altered state - and I'd feel a sudden hand on my cock, or feel a vibration on the floor, and I'd sort of 'snap' back into my body, unable to move, speak, hear, or see. :-D

Also - sorry for the sideways thumbnail - this was taken on Daddy Tony's iPhone, but the video plays right-side up, promise!

Sleepsack: The Return

2010-01-27T02:00:00.000-08:00

So last night Daddy Tony promised to put me in the sleepsack again and add the few additions that I had listed last week.

This is a scene that I've sort of had planned out in my head for almost 10 years now, and it's finally actually happening!! I can only describe what was the best bondage scene I've had to date in detail below for you:

I'm not a 'butt stuff' person - I've tried, believe me. However, I find that the Mr. S World's Most Comfortable Butt Plug is quite nice, and a medium, like most everything else, is the perfect size for me.

After I got the plug in and adjusted, I crawled into the sack, sliding both my arms into the internal leather sleeves, and Daddy Tony slowly zipped me up. If you've ever been in a Mr. S sleepsack, you know that this alone is very restricting - I could probably get out with just the zipper closed up, but it would take me a while and a lot of effort.

Daddy Tony started lacing up the sleepsack, which is one of my favorite parts because he does it so well - he'll get it laced up to the top without any tension whatsoever, and then is able to do this awesome one-two pull that cinches the leather so tightly against my skin, I go from being able to move my arm a little bit from side to side, to only being able to slide my fingers up and down the leather against my thigh. I am normally gagged for this moment, but this time I wasn't (yet), so the sound I make when he did this was exponentially louder this time, heh.

Then the straps, which add these very specific areas of tightness to the sack, which feels very restrictive and fantastic. Daddy decided on red rope this time to tie the sack down to the cot - and after doing so using the outer suspension rings of the sack, I was very secured and couldn't move an inch, which is just how I love to be.

Now that I was tied down and covered in leather, with my plug firmly in reminding me that I was really not in control at this point (which was very hot), Daddy shoved my sponge mouth stuffer gag in my mouth, and secured it with black duct tape covering my face all the way down my chin.

The thing I love about that gag (again - thanks Strait-Acting!) is that because it's a sponge, if you try to open your mouth to say a word, the sponge expands, and fills the space up really quickly. It's amazingly effective. He then put my ear buds in my ears, covered them with my sound protection ear guards which isolate any outside noise. He then put the Nova Pro 100 glasses on me.

A Nova Pro 100 is a light/sound stimulation machine that plays audio frequencies that match light patterns to stimulate in different ways. They have programs that help you relax, give you more energy, even sexual ones. The first program I did was about 12 minutes long, and played a variety of tones, more in the low end of the spectrum, and the lights and sound would change in some way about every 6 seconds or so.

We had tested and pre-wired the electrical stuff, as neither I or Daddy are still figuring out all the equipment. I had never tried this before, and wasn't even sure it would work the way I wanted it to, but after some trial and error, I figured it out no problem.

Did I mention before that my medium size world's most comfortable plug from Mr. S is electric? Because that's important. I also have an Eros-Tek 312 Electro Stim unit, which is something I haven't played much with - but we're working on that :)

We hooked up the Nova Pro to the Eros-Tek 312, so that the audio from the Nova Pro would regulate the electricity flowing into the butt plug - thus making it all one unit: light, sound, and electricity. It was amazing - the total immobilization, coupled with having all of my other senses controlled was indescribable!

Daddy then tied my cock and balls up with a parachute cord, and then tied it down to the sack really tightly - then proceeded to torment me with his lubed up hand for the next hour or so, bringing me right to the edge, and then suddenly stopping - sometimes leaving me for a couple of minutes, sometimes then slowly keeping me right there for an extended period of time. Torture of the most amazing kind.

He untied my balls at this point, and gave them a rest, meanwhile, a new program had started on the Nova Pro, this time with much higher frequencies and faster lights - which sent the plug into a frenzy of vibrations and buzzing, each 6 seconds changing to something of a different type of intensity. With the earbuds in, the volume of the Nova Pro at max, and the sound protection on, I can't hear anything at all, except the tones from the machine.

After this program ended, Daddy Tony re-tied my balls up with a small rope, this time felt tighter than the first - and the torment continued - hovering at the edge of the most amazing orgasm ever, but not being able to crest the peak, for another hour and a half. At this point, Daddy finally let me shoot, during which every muscle in my body strained against the leather and rope holding it down. It was beyond words. :-D

Random!

2010-01-25T18:24:00.000-08:00

One thing I love about the internet is how permanent and random it is!

One of the blogs I read is Dudes in Trouble, and he usually updates with pics and stuff which are from the internet - top quality stuff!

The update from yesterday are his JO Pics of the Week - which are always very good, but when I saw the pictures, I was like, "Hang on... I know that picture!" This was from the top of the post yesterday:

That's me in the black with my friend Brandon's boot in my junk! :) I actually can't find this photo set, and thought it was lost, and then suddenly a pic turns up from it! I think that's totally cool :)

This was from a scene in Seattle a looong time back - I'm going to estimate the year as 2004 probably. Was at a play party at my friend Master Z's house, and of course, boys end up getting tied up!

To that end, pics or videos on my blog - if you want to cross-post them, I am TOTALLY cool with that. :) I just ask that you use the photos that have the blog address on them so that people know where they came from. If you want ones without the logo, just shoot me an e-mail - I'm all about sharing!! Busy night planned tonight (non-bondage -sad!) but I'll have some good updates coming this week - I can feel it!!

Change of plans :)

2010-01-24T20:40:00.000-08:00

So, instead of putting me in the sleepsack, today we had our friend J come over, and we put him in it instead :) Same sort of scene, but I think he totally had a blast :-D I know I did - tormenting the crap out of him!

Here's a quick pic of me putting my hood on him - more to come, but Daddy Tony just made pork and I'm starving - didn't realize how hungry I was!

Lazy Sunday

2010-01-24T11:21:00.000-08:00

Had fun last night at the Mr. Hayes Valley Leather contest :) Here's a pic of me before we left for the night (that's Daddy Tony in the background peering over my shoulder, hehe)

Had a very fun night at the contest - drank a little too much, LOL - but had a great time nonetheless. :)

Having a lazy day today - going to hopefully do some playing later on - I really want to do that sleepsack scene again - there's just a couple of tweaks I want to change this time around:

Add a ball stretcher or tie them down
Secure the feet a little more
Turn up the volume and light intensity of the Nova Pro
Add my ErosTek 312 into the mix w/ an electric plug

And then in there's just one last piece that's missing - a leather posture collar that we can use to tie the neck/head down with :) Then it'll be an absolute masterpiece :-D

I'm still working on the layout of this blog, and I'm not totally content with how it is now, so there will be a lot of changes coming down the pike. :)

Lastly - here's some more random web pics of some hot bondage - no real theme this time, just some fun pics :)

Pics from my sleepsack scene

2010-01-23T01:03:00.000-08:00

So Daddy Tony and I had our sleepsack sensory deprivation scene tonight - videos are below - hopefully they work!

Here's some pics from the evening as well :)

Mikey tied down in leather sleepsack

2010-01-23T00:27:00.001-08:00

Daddy Tony put me in my leather sleepsack (the suede part is on the outside, the leather is on the inside against my skin), laced it up tight, strapped up every strap, then tied it down tightly to the cot with hemp rope.

He then put a mouth stuffer in my mouth (a sponge) and secured it tightly with lots of duct tape.

Mikey in sleepsack and sensory deprivation

2010-01-23T00:16:00.001-08:00

My amazing Daddy Tony had me tightly secured to the cot - I was strapped up tightly in my leather sleepsack, tied down tightly with hemp rope, and had my mouth tightly stuffed with a sponge and covered in duct tape.

He then put my iPod earbuds in my ears, covered them with my sound isolation muffs, and put my Nova Pro 100 glasses on me. The Nova Pro 100 is a machine that plays oscillating sounds and flashes lights in certain patterns - it's quite awesome.

To be totally immobile like that, and have every part of me controlled, what I could say, hear, see, and move, was just incredible :) I'm still glowing!

There WAS one bad part to the scene, however - that it had to end!!

Web Pics I

2010-01-22T13:53:00.000-08:00

So I'm feeling on the up and up finally, and I can tell because I'm getting really horny and wanting that scene, hehe :-D So in that spirit - I'm going to start posting some of my favorite pictures from my random internet collection. Standard disclaimer here: if a pic I post belongs to you, just shoot me an e-mail or a comment and I'll take it down immediately :)

I'm going with a sleepsack theme this time, cause that's what I'm itching for, hehehe :-D Hopefully some pics of that to follow!

Strep Throat + Bondage != Compatable

2010-01-21T13:06:00.000-08:00

So in retrospect, I'm really glad that Daddy Tony and I didn't try for the sensory deprivation scene last night, as I went to the doctor today and found out I have strep throat! Ugg!!

The last thing I want to do is sweat out a bunch of sick in my leather sleepsack - no good! So, lots of rest, liquids, and stuff until I'm better - and THEN scene time!! I need some hospital bed restraints, then Daddy could FORCE me to get better!!

SAD!!

2010-01-20T22:14:00.000-08:00

I was super excited tonight to do a scene with my Daddy Tony - we had it all planned out, and then I had to go and get sick! My throat started hurting early on this evening, but I was trying not to think of it and didn't say anything for a little while, in the hopes that I was just crazy - but now it's really hurting and I have a full on cold. :( UGG!!

We were going to do a sensory scene tonight:

Leather sleepsack, strapped or wrapped down to the cot
Gagged with mouth stuffing (which I got the idea from from Strait-Acting's blog - was REALLY looking forward to trying this!!) and lots of duct-tape
My Nova Pro 100 Glasses
The white-noise from the Nova Pro box with earbuds
Hearing protection over that to close it all up

Stupid being sick....

But, as Daddy said, "It's not going anywhere, pup!! You'll feel better soon enough!" *grin*

Serious Male Bondage

2010-01-20T14:34:00.000-08:00

So it's only 3 weeks into the new year, and I've already found my nomination for greatest web site this year, hell of all time!!

SeriousMaleBondage.Com

I have to be honest, I almost passed out when I saw this chair, because of the rush of blood from my brain to my cock so quickly. And the rest of the pictures are just as amazing! If you are looking for good bondage porn, go there immediately - do not pass go or whatever.

This website is so long overdue!! They actually get it - they don't think bondage is two loops of rope wrapped around some model's wrists!!

I'm going to post a sample video from them once I figure out more about embedding and formatting with Blogger - anyone have any good tips/tricks/advice?

San Francisco Leather Ball - I'm going to say 2003?

2010-01-20T14:25:00.000-08:00

I was living in Seattle, and had come down to San Francisco to visit a friend of mine :) We went to the SF Fetish Ball, it was down by the Dolby Digital headquarters, I can't remember the name of the building for the life of me.

I had contacted Barry at Mr. S before leaving on my trip, and offered my services to help setup or teardown, if needed, which he said would be much appreciated! I had only been to Mr. S a couple of times, but remember falling in love the second I walked through the door :-D

So my friend and I assisted the staff at Mr. S with moving boxes from the upstairs to the truck, setting stuff up at the playspace, etc. when Barry realizes that we forgot something back at the shop. I went with him to help, of course!

We got upstairs, and he said, "I need to get a couple things ready, you'll just stay here." backing me up inside the standing padded cell, and closing the door. It was pitch black, and I sat there, up against the soft walls, and just jerked off, amazed at where I was.

I had one other treat - Barry asked what I was planning on wearing, and to be honest, I don't even remember now. He told me that I'd be wearing a Quintana Roo wetsuit with a crotch hole cut out of it, and a metal chastity seed pod. Ooh, I almost shot right there :)

The gear was sadly back at the Ball, which had started at this point, so we hurried back. I can't tell you how bizarre it feels to have people stare at you like a freak, wearing a baseball jersey, jeans, and sneakers - when they are all in latex, leather, and awesome head pieces/masks. :) Too fun!

I got upstairs, got changed, met back up with my friend, had a couple of drinks, and then ended up tying him up to the sling they had there. :) After that, Barry put me in the shoulder to wrist restraints, and that's how I stayed the rest of the night!

The only pics I have of the night are below:

Was an awesome night - to be sure! I actually wore the seed pod home that evening, and I hadn't shot a load in 37 days. The reason for this is actually because my roommates and I were trying to do the 40 Days/40 Nights bet, and see who lost first, hehe.

I went back to Mr. S the next day to have them take the pod off, but they had other ideas. Before I realized what was going on, I was inside the hanging strap cage next to the handcuff wall, hands cuffed behind me, and Barry and his boyfriend Beau are teasing the crap out of me. :-D

They knew my bet was going on, but I totally didn't care at this point, and after what felt like forever, I finally begged to shoot, which they obliged. I just remember cumming and cumming and cumming, and when my body stopped writhing around, I heard all of this clapping and applause! I was like, "WTF?! I thought it was just Barry and Beau around me!" - which it was, but the staff and some customers had gathered around the CCTV and watched me shoot on the security camera that was conveniently pointed at the strap cage. :)

What a fun trip that was!!

Hold on!

2010-01-20T13:48:00.000-08:00

Yay blogging again! I used to be a blogging addict, but you know - things get busy, etc. :)

So basically I'm just going to start my blog up again - no promises, I'm not going to swear that I'll update every day, or that anything on here will be any GOOD... cause the second I make those promises - out the window they go!

However, taking some ideas from my favorite sites/blogs (which I'll setup my links page to point to, of course!), I am going to discuss

Scenes that I do
Porn that I like
Post old/new pics of scenes I've done
Get drunk and post nonsense/ramble aimlessly

I even broke out my old hard drive, which has a bunch of my pics on it, which I'll start posting.

So that's it! I've got a lot to setup, so it'll be slow going at first, but check back!