All material featured on this blog is of adult content.

All participants featured on this blog are over the age of legal consent (18 years old+).

All activities featured on this blog are engaged in by mutual consent by all parties.

All material featured on this blog is considered sexual fantasy.

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Fun With Rope...

My partner got the rope out yesterday and was just messing about with it.  Once he got started though, I was well and truly screwed...

The end product was amazing.  I was totally immobile, could only move a small amount and even that was futile.  I was just a canvas ready for his torments, which came thick and fast. Not that I was complaining you understand...

Sunday, 29 January 2012

Jewel Pouch

I bought this lovely little item a few months ago from Fetters:

This particularly devilish, nasty device can be locked around the cock and balls.  The internal spikes might not do much to start with, perhaps dig into your ball sack skin, but should that or anything else make you aroused, you'll be feeling those spikes digging in all over your cock too!  So far I've not experimented with this pouch, or found anyone who has been able to actually wear it.  It really needs a pain pig, who will lap up wearing it for a few hours!

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Bearbound - Camoso

Just a little mid week treat to perk you all up.

Hope you all enjoyed that.  Now back to whatever you were doing. 

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Bondage Interlude - Round 2

So, another post from me whilst in the middle of a play session.  This tying up business is hard work and I needed a break!  Anyway, currently have a hairy beary guy tied up on the bed.  He's roped spread eagled, blindfolded, bit gagged and has some pegs on his cock, balls, nipples and tummy.  He's lying very still, trying not to provoke a sensation from the pegs which are biting his skin.  Unfortunately I've found a weak spot on his feet, which are very sensitive to tickling.  And when I do, he wriggles like mad, making the pegs move and causing him pain.  I told him to use all his self control not to wriggle when I tickle him, but he seems to be failing miserably...

Gas masks

The first time I ever played in a gas mask was when I met my current partner for the very first time.  I had a rubber Russian one (well I think it was Russian!) amongst my gear but for some reason had never used it.  I think it had to do with the fact I'm Asthmatic and worried using a gas mask would bring on an attack.  Touch wood, but in 4 years I've never had an Asthma attack whilst playing, and lets hope it stays that way.  Anyway I digress, but I did find a pic of me from that night:

Since then, gas masks feature fairly regularly in our play, especially as my partner has a thing for using them for a bit of forced smoking (something I'll never partake in because of, you guessed it - my Asthma).  My favourite though, is when I'm put into a gas mask, a hose is attached and the other end of the hose is stuffed into a smelly shoe/trainer and/or smelly sock.  I really get off on that.

Something I would like to possibly try is putting duct tape around the mouth and then put the mask on with or without hose.  Not sure how practical or safe doing this would be.  Has anyone tried it?  And if so, did it work?

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Ultimate Strongman

I love the strongman shows.  So many hot, beefy men you just want to get your hands on. Personally I'd take any or all of these guys:

I especially like this round of the competition, probably because of the harness:

But if I had my way, they'd be all wrapped up nice and snug in this:

What fun it would be to see how a strongman deals with meters and meters of chain wrapped around his skin and muscle.  Whilst he's struggling, stuff a nice gag in his mouth and blindfold him, so all you hear is grunting and the clanking of chain.  Nice.

Friday, 20 January 2012

A Few Days At The Seaside - Pt 1

Here is another true story from skinric.  Hope you all enjoy it.

A Few Days By The Seaside - Pt 1

It had been a hard week and a half for Ric doing the final details of the design work for this job. His neck was all stiff from the long hours in front of the computer screen. But it had gon quicker and more easily than had expected because of the peace and quiet of the small holiday cottage that had been offered by the client as a base to work from. However the cottage was remote and apart from the couple of visits to the village shop for bread and milk Ric was getting cabin fever from lack of contact and a serious lack of sex. One handed reading of stories on the internet went only so far.

Wednesday mid morning and the job was completed except for the final checking and the printer was running out the pages as Ric was wondering whereabouts there might be some fun for later. The weather was sunny and clear and the sea was only 20miles away, so Ric decided to spend the afternoon on the beach and perhaps get a swim in as well. Flask for tea, book and couple of towels loaded into the van and he set off, leaving the printer to finish off the plots and he would check then through tomorrow or Friday.

The nearest coastal town was Aberaeron, a small, neat Victorian seaside town with small terraced cottages and an unusual double harbour. Parking was easy but not close to the sea because the whole seafront was fenced off as a large gang were rebuilding the sea defenses. Vans, diggers, cabins and wire fencing from end to end and a motley selection of labourers not working particularly hard.

Ric got himself a sandwich and a bottle of milk for lunch and began to stroll along the sea-fence line watching the crew settling down to their lunches. There was some good scenery, some rough looking lads and plenty of tattoos and piercings all wrapped up in filthy clothing and boots. Ric was scruffy himself in just a pair of old oil-stained overalls, well worn steelie rigger boots and a dirty baseball cap. Just where the sea wall meets the harbour entrance there were three builders vans and sitting at the back of the last one a young heavily tattooed skinhead shouted to Ric “Where have you come from? haven’t seen you here before, you bit late if youre looking for work cause we’ve only got three more weeks”

Ric explained he wasn’t on this site or looking for work, thanks, but just taking an afternoon off to stroll around. A conversation started, Ric joined the lad who turned out to be called Steve at the rear of his van and finished off his sarnies and milk. They talked of tattoos, they both had lots, labouring and then to suggestions about what fun might be had that evening and finally Steve asked if Ric was up for some abuse, which if only he knew was a silly question to which the only answer was going to be a loud definitive YES. Steve suggested playing that evening to which Ric eagerly agreed, then Steve turned the screw a bit expressing a concern that Ric might not return, so to prevent this he wanted to secure him in the van for the afternoon so all would be ready as soon as Steve finished work.

Pug, one of the other labourers, ambled by and before Ric had realised what might happen Pug pounced and between him and Steve got a cock gag and handcuffs fitted in seconds and not long after that the cuffs were padlocked to one of the securing rings n the back of the van, the door slammed shut and Steve and Pug went back to work. The van wasn’t entirely dark inside, some light came in through the doors that didn’t quite fit anymore, enough light for him to try to find the least uncomfortable position and avoid the broken bricks and stones. Ric could hear the tide coming in and some of the site’s noise, thinking that it would have been good to have had that swim.  There were a few vehicle noises but nothing else till what seemed like an hour later the door was opened. Steve climbed in, removed the gag, pissed and replaced the gag and left without saying a word. Pug did the same half an hour later, his was particularly pungent as his lunch was predominantly stout.

Steve returned to his van at the end of the day, released Ric, removed the gag and the cuffs  and outlined what he was thinking of for the rest of the day and evening’s entertainment. First was food:  a visit to the chippie on the harbourside for supper, then Steve was planning on a couple of pints with some of the other guys in the nearest pub and he pointed out that as Ric would be getting all his beer second hand he didn’t need to be with them drinking, so  Ric should be secured for the evening. Steve would be back at closing time to sleep in the hammock in the van for the night, using or abuseing  Ric if needed during the night. So off they went to the fish shop with a couple of the other guys from the site and tucked into sizeable portions of cod, chips and peas. During the meal and in a roundabout way Steve discovered that Ric didn’t have any really fixed commitments for Thursday or Friday and he was already thinking of keeping Ric for the rest of the week, perhaps till the end of the shift at Saturday lunchtime, but didn’t say anything leaving Ric to assume that he would be released in the morning.

Supper eaten Ric was taken back to the van and with some heavy rope was secured wrist and ankles stretched out along one side of the van on the floor. A simple piss gag and funnel were fitted so that Ric was available whenever Steve needed relief, so much more civilised than pissing in the street by the van. Steve then unzipped the front of Ric’s overalls and roped tightly round Ric’s cock and balls securing the other end to the side of the van, making any movement very limited and potentially painful. Steve said he was off to the pub for the rest of the evening with the lads and promised to bring some beer back for his victim.

From Ric’s viewpoint he was seriously aroused, the bondage was secure and resisted all his attempts to escape, and this young thug was going to humiliate and abuse him later. He had no thoughts about the next few days, thinking only about the evening and his good fortune at meeting Steve earlier. Closing time approached and Steve and a few of the other lads decided it was time for bed, left the pub and were ambling back to the seafront to the van and the various bed and breakfast houses. Steve climbed into his hammock without saying anything to Ric and all was set for a nights sleep.

Steve seemed to sleep soundly but Ric only got short doses till he moved and the pain of the rope round his balls brought him back awake in an instant. He was also woken several times when all of a sudden his mouth was filling up with what Steve needed to unload!  Just after the second filling Ric said he needed to go, Steve just grunted and said “well go then, I don’t care if you lie in it all night” So Ric did and did, and suffered a little more when his damp overalls turned colder, but that was part of the deal and it made Ric seriously horny that this young fit skin didn’t give a fuck about Ric’s situation so long as he was there for him when he needed it, and if he was frustrated or uncomfortable so much the better.

The small alarm clock went off at six o’clock and slowly Steve rolled out of the hammock, had a good stretch and scratch of his balls, used the funnel again and then got dressed. No washing or shaving, just stepped into his boots and demanded that they were licked clean, which Ric struggled to achieve as the bondage was so restrictive, but did get both boots licked clear of dust, sand and mud then Steve left for work without saying anything else. Ric had been expecting release and was begining to feel a little worried, but on the plus side he was still seriously horny and Steve seemed to be rational.

The van was opened again a little after eight o’clock and Steve was munching on a bacon and egg baggette for his breakfast. After downing his tea Steve’s next concern was getting a blow job, or more accurately getting the chance to fuck this piece-of-shite’s face before the main work of the day started. Ric’s arms were released from the floor of the van and refastened so that Ric was sitting with his arms stretched above his head, tightly. The gag was removed and Steve had his way. Pug appeared halfway through this and thought that he might like some of the same, he was much more brutal than Steve and it was more than facefucking, a case of face rape.

Ric continued to find this whole thing very arousing, having no choice but to be used and abused whatever way these two wanted. When both were satisfied Pug produced a bacon baggette for Ric and fed it to him bite by bite during which Steve repeated some of Ric’s comments from last night’s supper and confirmed that Ric had nothing he had to do that day, so, checking that Ric’s cock was in agreement Steve said that clearly Ric needed more of the same, so he was going to continue to be the guest of this nice comfortable van for the rest of the day, but with a little more restraint so that there would be no risk of Ric “falling over or out of the van!  Ric was left in the sitting position and the ropes holding his ankles together were loosened and refastened this time keeping his legs as far apart as possible. His overalls were opened and some vicious tit clamps were applied, Ric yelped at that which was perfect timing as Steve then reinserted the gag with the funnel attached. The two labourers locked and left the van...

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Hard Time - Pt 1

Faced with the choice of jail or some hard time at the Academymen centre, this criminal thinks some hard time will be a piece of cake.  In the first part of this clip, the criminal is roughed up, gagged with duct tape, strung up and threatened with a gun and taser.   Unfortunately for him, Officer Ironhorse is in charge and is gonna make his night hell.  The criminal has no option other than to take it or face ever dire consequences!

Tuesday, 17 January 2012


I do like boots.  I never used to, until I was forced to lick a pair whilst in bondage.  I quite enjoyed it and something definitely stirred below once my tongue felt the leather.  I currently have two pairs (one pair of DM's like in the first picture, and one pair of black steel toecaps) but don't really have anything to wear them with.  Still, I guess you don't need clothes as boots can look good on their own!

Sunday, 15 January 2012

Metal Wish List

I think you can never have enough metal.  It's become an addiction of sorts for me, and I've held off buying any new pieces because me and my partner are currently exploding out of our flat with all the bondage gear we already have.  But I do have my eyes on the following, once we've up sized and got more space:

Lets hope I can find lots of volunteers (besides myself!) who would like to be locked up in them for a while.

Thursday, 12 January 2012

Switch Games Part 2 - Prisoner Subdued

Now it was time for revenge!  I was now at the mercy of Uniformbondagesubguy!  This Prisoner definitely got his comeuppance.  Check out the pics...

Prisoner caught and cuffed....
Then put in a rubber face mask...

Then put in SJ and roped up...
Blindfold, gagged and not going anywhere...

Tape gagged...
Tied to a chair...

Then rubber hooded...
Prisoner ready for transport...

Switch Games Part 1 - Cop In Trouble

I had the pleasure of meeting and playing with Uniformbondagesubguy last night.  We had chatted before hand and decided to do a little role play.  He was the Cop and I was the Prisoner.  We each took turns tying each other up, and had a loose idea on what was happening.  In these pics the Cop stumbles upon an escaped Prisoner whilst investigating a disturbance and gets more than he bargained for...

The Cop turns his back for a second...
Ends up gagged and blindfolded...

And put in heavy duty restraint...
Then heavy duty padlocked gagged...

Dental gag, SJ & Roped to the chair...
Big stuffer gag to keep the Cop quiet...

Sensory Deprivation Hood...
The Cop ain't going anywhere!

Monday, 9 January 2012


I must admit, I've tried electro play in the past and it really didn't do much for me at all.  It always started out well, and I would get waves of pleasure through the pads as they shocked my balls, but somewhere along the line one of my balls would starting fighting back, and the pleasure would turn to stinging pain.  This in itself isn't a bad thing, and I know loads of guys would probably get off on it, but all it did for me was turn me off.  For me, seeing pics like the ones posted below, was more a fantasy for me than reality.

But then I had a play session on Saturday (see 'For The First Time...' blog post) which totally turned my view and experience of electro on it's head.

I was tied to this bench:

And then had this electro box used on me:

The whole electro play part of the session was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life. As far as I was aware (and told afterwards) I had one pad placed on my perineum and a crocodile clip was attached to the ring on my metal chastity device.  Over the next however long (I had no sense of time at this point) the electro came in so many patterns, waves, and intensities, I was seeing stars.  My endorphins were all over the shop, my senses were hard wired - really, I can't explain how amazing it was.  Funnily enough I didn't cum, although I was close a few times.  I just think the whole thing went beyond cumming to be honest.  

Afterwards I was trying to process exactly what had happened because it blew my mind, especially after having so many bad electro sessions in the past!  I definitely need to get me one of these boxes but they are 400 quid - ouch!  These boxes are considered the Ferrari of the electro box world, so the price tag is understandable.  I would need a second session to evaluate if it was fluke or not but I'm tentatively converted to electro, well this box at least!

Saturday, 7 January 2012


Okay, so not technically bondage of sorts, but still, it must be a fight for the guy in the middle to get out.  Would he even want to though?

I'll use my imagination on this one and hope that his wrists are secured behind his back and his ankles are tied together so he can't escape.  I'll say it again though, would he even want to?  Not sure I would!  Smothered by tummies is such fun!