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Jamie Lawless Buttroped & Rose Red

Putting together our photo archive for the relaunch—an endless but enjoyable job—I came across this session I did with Jamie Lawless, one of many. This time I put him in a position I don't think I ever repeated with anyone else, though I definitely want to, one of these days. It's great for strapping.

Dangerous Games - 2

Here's the conclusion of the story I posted on Tuesday, with another illustration by the artist Sean.

 

I’d left my home a few days early to spend some time in Kansas City before heading back to college. It was late afternoon and I figured I’d get a motel after dinner. The Windjammer hadn’t opened yet, so I trotted down to Taps which had a restaurant. I hung out after eating, but the crowd was boring. The Windjammer was open by then and I popped in for a few bourbon-and-waters (I’d graduated up from beer). It was still early and just a dozen or so locals sat around the bar. In well-worn jeans that displayed my basket nicely, a sleeveless flannel shirt and cowboy boots, I propped myself against the wall for all to see and appreciate.

Dangerous Games - 1

I published this excellent story in Issue 42 of Bound & Gagged. Since it concentrates on two very different experiences, I'm going to post it here in two parts, the first today, the second on Thursday.

 

MEMPHIS, TN. My very first bondage experience happened in the first grade when a group of us children found some rope on the playground during lunch. I can’t remember all the specific details, but I’m sure I’m the one who said, “Let’s play Cowboys and Indians!” I soon found myself sitting on the ground with my hands loosely tied behind my back around the tether ball pole. The seed had been planted…

 

As I got older, I was fascinated with the male chest and spent many hours watching old Tarzan movies, Batman or Star Trek episodes where a bare-chested William Shatner was often restrained or forced to wear some futuristic collar.

Bondage by Mr. Lee

Well over a year ago the incomparable bondage master Mr. Lee sent me a bunch of photos of Cody in bondage, which I just realized I never posted here. So let me correct that omission now.

Slave Training Center

From my experience and the accounts I've received over the years, I'd say the slave/Master fantasy is shared by a large number of men into bondage. Being transformed into a nameless, self-consciousless, personality-less creature whose sole desire and purpose in life is to be abused by and exist for the pleasure of a dominant man whom they revere as a god, seems to be the ne plus ultra of many guys' aspirations—at least until they cum, after which most wipe themselves off and go back to being themselves, often drifting off to sleep in the process. 

 

Here's one man's description [from Issue 41 of Bound & Gagged] of his ideal Slave Training Center. How many of you would like to be trained there, too? How many of you would add to, improve on or in any way change this Slave Training Center to better fit your own fantasies? How many of you may actually live in real life, day-to-day Master/slave relationships? Please write me about them.

 

I have read about a place where slaves are trained. Candidates for this training are instructed to apply and fill out an extensive questionnaire regarding their fantasies, limits, experience at being a slave, health/medical histories etc. In other words, a center where a responsible/professional atmosphere has been established for the rigorous training of boys/slaves/scumbags such as myself.

Ryan Wagner Boxed and Bound

Ryan Wagner, who would go on to make a name for himself as a favorite Falcon Films bottom, was one of the sweetest, nicest kids who ever came to get tied up for us. He was passionate about becoming a porn star, but loved bondage, and could think of nothing he wanted more than to get tied up on film. How could I disoblige? He made a special trip to New York from his home in the midwest, in a caravan of cars which contained many of his friends, who just came along for the ride.

Grease-Monkey Bound and Spanked

Being very much a man of my time, I always enjoy stories about straight guys who let themselves have their gay moments when young, without guilt or self-recriminations. I wasn't at all like that myself as I painfully fled my homosexuality. Younger men nowadays don't seem to have the kind of problems I had, for the most part. The reminiscence here appeared in Issue 41 [July/August 1994].

 

BOSS SPANKS GREASE MONKEY’S BUTT FOR STEALING FROM TILL

 

CONCORD, MA. I can’t mention my name, since I’m married and more or less straight but still enjoy your stories and photos of goodlooking men all tied up. Do you get many letters from straight fans? Count me as one more. Now I prefer to tie up and fuck girls, but ten years ago I ended up tied up and fucked myself, and not by a girl!

Jeof Pierson Ties Up Michael O'Neill

Here's another little bondage session wonderful Jeof Pierson did in the 3-square-foot space we had for bondage at IML. Jeof tied up and abused a delightful guy named Michael O'Neill. I hope to be seeing lots more of them both when we relaunch B&G. 

If You Ever Doubted You Were Sane…

In the early years of Bound & Gagged, large numbers of readers told me that until the magazine came along they thought they were alone with their perverse desires to be tied up and to tie up their fellow men, to the point where many had seriously considered suicide.

 

Let us all, therefore, be reassurred by an article in yesterday’s Huffington Post reporting that a study in the May Issue of the Journal of Sexual Medicine found that people involved in BDSM scored better on certain indicators of mental health than those who only do vanilla sex.

 

“Despite past assumptions that BDSM proclivities might be correlated with previous abuse, rape or mental disorders …BDSM-friendly participants were found to be less neurotic, more open, more aware of and sensitive to rejection, more secure in their relationships and have better overall well-being.”

 

This is great! For the full article, click here.

Tickle Madness

I'm busy these days dumping stories into our archive, so that all we've ever published will be available to members when we relaunch in the fall. During IML, since we we couldn't have bound guys stripped naked and had to abuse them somehow when we had them tied up, there was a fair amount of tickling going on, which seemed to give the guys who got tickled almost as much pleasure as it did the guys doing it and watching. Here's a nice tickling story I just came across from Issue 40 (May/June 1994).

 

YOUNG MAN TIED TO BEDSPRINGS & STUDIED FOR HOTSPOTS

 

 

SAN FRANCISCO. When I was a kid of eight or nine, I remember being turned on to other guys being tied up and tortured while playing cowboys and indians. Somehow, tying each other up always seemed to be part of all the games

Bound & Gagged T-Shirts for Sale!

We brought a bunch of Bound & Gagged T-Shirts to IML to give to the guys who tied and got tied up at our stand. The shirts were such a success on the floor that I decided to check our inventory and try my luck selling them here. 

Jarrod Locke in Bondage

Here's one demo we did at our IML stand that I haven't put up yet—I'll be putting up more. Our hapless victim here was Jarrod Locke. Don't you wish you were in his place?