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Eric Tide's Bondage Memoirs - 40

 

 

Chapter 40:

 

Challenge

 

 

The mid-August heat was unbearable. Inside the old Miller barn, the air was hot and muggy. Sweat trickled down my cheeks, but since my arms were chained above my head I couldn’t adequately wipe my face dry. The best I could do was clear away the sweat with my biceps once in awhile, but they were dripping, too.

 

I was beginning to wonder if Logan and Dylan had forgotten about me. It was late afternoon, a good three or four hours since they had left me. I had been kept prisoner in that wretched place for almost a full day now, not exactly the way I had hoped to spend one of my last two Saturdays before school started back. My throat was parched, and I was hungry. My nagging headache was now splitting my skull in two.

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Entry 13

 

Pre-Cum Challenges

 

i thought i'd explain the unique challenges of pre-cumming when locked up in a CB 2000 chastity device.

 

i haven’t cum in four weeks—so long. So the pre-cum flows easily. Well, dribbles, is more like it. Especially when i watch S/m porn, look at photos of slaves tied up, being whipped, hooded, gagged or locked in chains or a cage.

 

Which i try to do often.

 

i also pre-cum when i communicate with my Master—either in person, writing Him or reading His emails. Or when i clean for Him. Or suck Him.

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Entry 12

 

Waiting, Horned up, for SIR

 

With SIR being gone for two weeks and my being chaste for four weeks now, i am going absolutely crazy! So i debated doing something to try and get some relief during his absence.

 

i thought about hiring a man to tie me up and put me away for awhile. i even contacted a masseur off Craigslist and asked him if he’d be willing. He was. We talked about my spending some time hogtied in his dark closet.

Eric Tide's Bondage Memoirs - 39

 

Chapter 39

 

Prisoner

 

In his hands, Logan held a flashlight taken from his truck's glove compartment. He switched it on so that he could see inside the barn, which was dark as midnight after he had closed and latched the door. He located the lantern hanging on a nail in the wall and switched it on, but it provided barely enough light for me to see. 

 

Logan strolled to the center of the barn where I dangled by my wrists from a rope in terrible anguish. I swung like a slow pendulum after my feet had slipped from the brick on which I had stood. My toenails barely scraped dirt. He beamed the bright flashlight directly on my face, which stung my eyes like crazy and made me squint. He grabbed my chin between his fingers and stared into my eyes. Terrified and half blind, I could still see his wicked smile through teary eyes. He patted me on the face in ridicule.

Some Words from Eric Tide

I expected Chapter 39 to come on the heels of Chapter 38 since, on sending that chapter, Eric wrote: This is a bit short compared to most of my chapters, but as I was writing about the events of the weekend, it seemed to grow longer and longer. I split it up into two chapters, and this is the first of those. I am still completing the next chapter, which is probably long enough to split into two parts.”

 

Then, a few days later, I received the following email from Eric which I asked and was granted permission to post. I think it will clarify a number of things for those of you who have been following his memoirs as eagerly as I.

 

I have changed my original plan since I sent that last chapter. Chapter 38 begins the story of an adventure that I have decided to describe in detail. It will take several chapters to describe the events that took place over several days towards the end of the summer before my senior year in high school.

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Entry 11

 

How it All Began

 

Okay, i can't believe i am going to write about this: This must show how incredibly horny i am after all these weeks of chastity!

 

But it might have been the start of my desire to serve, to be of use, to be abused. To show my respect and submission to other males who are cuter, better, smarter, more athletic and more like a man than me.

Carlos Morales After the Fight Club

Having posted the fight club part of this session, I might as well continue it, with pictures of Carlos taking the consequences for having lost his fight. Or won it.

 

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If you consider the email exchanges I posted the other day as an entry, the following would be Entry 10 from Chastity Slave. Sorry if this one reads like self promotion. Apart from the email correspondence we had when Chastity Slave ordered these videos, which started our correspondence originally, I have not directed any of these entries.

 

Entry 10

Tormenting Myself

i have been chaste for more than three weeks now. i am going insane! And my Keyholder is in Europe for two weeks. So no physical contact with Him. No sucking Him. No being tied up by Him. No doing chores for Him—none of that in my future at least two weeks... 

Although, i do love my email exchanges with Him. And am grateful He takes time out of his busy schedule to write His slave.

Eric Tide's Bondage Memoirs - 38

 

Eric warned me a long time ago that however bad I thought some of the things Logan and Dylan had done to him, they were nothing compared to stuff that would come later. This is the beginning, I suspect, of the stuff that would come later. It brings a new element into Eric’s story, increasing the bondage and pain activities and compounding them with frightening psychological ones. It’s strong stuff, so be forewarned. And always remember: Eric survived these things without serious physical damage; you, or someone you tried them on, might not be so lucky. Don’t try them. — BW

Chapter 38:

The Old Miller Place

It was three o’clock Friday afternoon when Logan led me out the back door of the garage to my car, placed me in the front passenger seat and closed the door. My hands were bound behind me. I wore only cutoff blue jeans and briefs, both soaked with sweat after four hours of grueling labor in the brutal August heat. I was drained of energy. My back and shoulders were reddened by the sun, and the sting was noticeable. The soles of my feet burned from a terrible whipping.

Boy on a Keg

I've had plaintive requests for more photos featuring this boy on a keg from a reader who tells me he himself has been a good boy, so is deserving of them. I actually didn't think we had any more since I posted the first two keg pics almost exactly two years ago, but as Lee and I have been going through the photo archives for our long-awaited relaunch, we came upon a bunch more. 

 

 

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Over the last few days I've received the following emails from chastity boy:

 

Wednesday morning: Holy crap...! SIR is leaving for two weeks on Friday! i just asked Him if He's going to mail the keys back or wants me locked up the whole time He's gone...?

 

Wednesday afternoon: i have not heard back from him today about if i stay locked up while He’s away... (of course, what does He have to lose, so i’m expecting no release). Unless He says He wants to release me for safety reasons. Soooo horny…

Fight Club, Continued

Carlos Morales continues to get more and more badly beaten up, or has he already thrown in the towel?

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Entry 7

Pleasing my Master

 

Today, i want to tell you about the simple pleasure Master let me have by serving Him. By giving Him pleasure. All about Him.

 

He summoned me over after work. i parked and texted Him, He led me in and i stripped. He pulled my head into His crotch. It was wonderful!

Fight Club

Here's a great gallery from one of our online editions, featuring the phenomenal Carlos Morales who was, understandably, a great favorite of editor Sean Van Sant, and pretty much everyone else.