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Eric Tide's Bondage Memoirs - Joshua 8

Eric Tide has lived perhaps the most active bondage life of anyone who’s ever written to me. He started sending me his memoirs in 2010, when he described his introduction to bondage at the age of six by a neighbor boy. He went on from there, over the next four and a half years, to recount his experiences in high school as the bdsm slave of his best friend Logan, and Logan’s younger brother Dylan. That particular slave/masters relationship went on for many years, continuing well beyond high school.

 

At a certain point Eric decided he had written enough about Logan and Dylan, and stopped, much to the dismay of many readers. Then, despite my whining and wheedling, he sent me nothing for posting for a year and a half. Finally, early this year, he told me that while he didn’t want to write more about the brothers, he would tell me about another bondage/sm relationship he had had, beginning in his late twenties, with a boy barely out of his teens, named Joshua.

Ken Blake Hogtied

To get things back on track, here's a nice set of photos of Ken Blake, hogtied. Ken was a favorite victim of mine.

Picking up where I left off…

Summer's over, and it's time I returned from my lengthy non-vacation. I have a new laptop—my old one died quietly in mid-July (infect infestation, the doctors said) and the stork didn't bring the new one until late August for reasons too uninteresting to relate here. Our lovely Irish Setter Lola had surgery on a torn ACL on the first of September and is now a little over three weeks into recovery, which means short walks and big obstacles in the way of piles of uninviting stuff on easy chairs, couches and bed, to keep her from jumping onto these things. She and I remain in the city since she can't do the stairs in the Pennsylvania house, which Lee visits regularly so it won't look neglected to potential buyers. In other words, the house is still up for sale. No one even came to look between April and early September, when we suddenly had three viewings in four days. The first viewers thought the house too big, the second thought the property too small, and the third thought both house and property fine but the house too close to the road (which maybe gets three or four cars driving past all night). So it goes. And the world keeps turning. And an unscrupulous loud-mouthed reality show know-nothing is running for president. I've never cared for Hillary, but God knows she's better than Trump, and we have to vote for her, not only because we don't want his small pudgy fingers presidentially close to the button, but because the next president will choose the next Supreme Court justices. 

 

I continue to discover unpublished stories, some of which I don't remember ever having read, and published stories I've enjoyed rereading. I'll start posting those soon. This coming week I'll also post a new chapter of Joshua by Eric Tide. And of course, as always, I'll eagerly post any true accounts of bondage adventures you may send me, together with your thoughts about the bondage experience and your photos (if accompanied by model releases and legal photo IDs). Come on, guys, you must have tied somebody up or been tied up yourselves at least once over the past three or four months. Write me about it. As you well know, whatever you write me will be posted anonymously, unless you ask to be identified.