Tuesday, April 5, 2011

(Video) An Asylum Anthem: "Shock Treatment" RHPS2

My Fellow Inmates,

Rockey Horror picture show #2: Showck treatment was a disaster of epic preportions that was rushed to the screen to try to ride the underground wave of popularity of the first

Sadly the script was weak, Barry Bostwick, Susan Sarandon, and the guy that played Dr. Scott backed away from it like it was the plague, and moving it from the 60's styling to 80's styling...

well, it was doomed to fail... Yet Asylum Still Loves The Movie...

The song "Shock Treatment" is one of my faves...

Notice that Riff Raff, Magenta and Columbia are still here, in new roles...

Richard O'Brien and Patricia Quinn are playing brother and sister Doctors "Mac" and "Nation: McKinley...

Mac and Nation... Machination... get it?

Groan

Tho the blind guy is Barry Humphries, who would go on later to Play Dame Edna...

You must see this film...







 With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.

 ~Rubberasylum

Bondage Story: I'm Curious Yellow #2

My Fellow Inmates,

After a day of Fluff in the asylum I figured you nay want something real...

So how about an update to the plight of the forced piss slave at the Asylum Party?

Hope you enjoy...

PS... This is a work of fiction, realize this, none of the family members here drugplay...

It does make for a mean thing to do to someone, and it was inspired from a scene that Bostoncuir played with a boy many years ago...



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I'm Curious Yellow Part 2


The acrid taste of the residue upon the gag turned my stomach at the thought of what I was to be used for. Yet the concept of such had me rock hard.

What was wrong with me?

Here I was, sealed in rubber head to toe, chained in place, unable to move even my head, with a funnel leading in to my mouth sitting at crotch height to anyone that wished to walk by.

...helpless and hard, how many times did my mother drop me on my head when I was a child?

I chastised myself for allowing this situation to befall me, yet I marveled at the concept of a journey I wasn't navigating. Just a passenger on a forced exploration, a stranger in a strange land.

I walked that thin line for a while, between curiosity and self chastising, when suddenly my internal dialog was cut short my a strange sound...

...a snicker...

...And it was coming from within the room...

I thrashed a bit against my bonds before falling to the the futility of it all. My eyes strained to scan the room for the source of the laugh, in my limited range of sight.

I determined that since I couldn't see anyone within the room, that it had to me coming from the cage in the corner...

...The Cage...

...The Dog...

I grunted in response, my heightened senses were at full alert, messaging the rest of my body that this was not a good thing, helpless, with an unseen attacker.

With a light squeak, the cage door opened, and black rubber ears and a muzzle emerged from within.

The dog was truly beautiful, head to toe latex, black boots, a harness; his hood actually had character, looking more like a real dog that some of the more common moulded ones I'd seen pictures of before on the internet.

But as with nature, some of the most beautiful things are some of the most dangerous, and I was unsure what Rottie had planned behind that mischievous look in his eyes.

I squealed in to the gag and tried to back away, as he approached, only causing my tethers to become taut.

He snickered as he leaned down in front of me, stared deep in to my eyes and woofed.

I was not able to hold his gaze, my brain told me to look down, as the shaking in my breathing, amplified by the hose and funnel I breathed though, belayed my fear at what was to happen.

Rottie reached up a paw and rubbed the side of my head before standing up and leaving the room.

I was actually surprised, and frankly kind of relieved to tell the truth, for I thought that I was to become the dog's playtoy while I waited for the main event to start, and who knew what that would have entailed.

...My relief was short lived, as the dog returned, arms full of stuff, snickering once again as he closed the door behind him.

He began setting stuff in front of me: a tackle-box of some sort, and 2 gallon jugs of water.

I pleaded the best I could, in to the gag, after seeing all that water.

It didn't take a great brain to figure out what his plan was there, or what the inevitable outcome of ingesting all that water while wearing a sealed rubber suit would be.

He just ignored me and opened up the tackle box. From within it's depths he pulled out a medicine bottle.

I began to thrash in my bonds once again, I did not drug play, and this was quickly becoming uncool.

The dog grabbed on to my chin and forced my eyes to look at the lable on the bottle: Lasix... Oh, fuck you!

I was aware of Lasix, it's a water pill, perfectly safe, but makes you pee like a racehorse.

I watched in horror as he crushed up one of the pills and dumped it in to the first water bottle. Closing the cap, Rottie shook it up and set it back down before me.

He reached in to the tacklebox once again and this time he brought out two large clamps. They looked like mini pipe clamps once would use for woodworking.

The dog grabbed firmly on to my left nipple through the thick material covering it.

I would have thought that he was unable to catch a hold of them, but as he tightened down the clamps upon them, I learned that the dry rubber against my nipples was quite happy to grab on, as the electrical current flowed though my body and mind.

He quickly clamped on the second before turning his attention back to the jug before me.

I watched as Rottie popped the cap, grabbed on to the funnel, and began to pour.

My mind told me to block the flow with my tongue, but I quickly found out that this was a lost cause as I actually wished to breathe as well, and as long as the water was in the hose I was without air.

I swallowed as fast as I could, and in the process if feeding me the gallon Rottie was nice enough to stop a few times so I could Take a breath or two.

Once the jug was empty he set it before me, and then left...

I heard the deadbolt pulled on the door this time...

I was left here to await the inevitable...

God, I had to pee...


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With that visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don't scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Video) A Furry Sodomy Song "Meet The Feebles"

My Fellow Inmates,

Hmmm... I got up this morning and realized I didn't do today's blogposts...

What to do?

What to do...

Go completely off the deep end on a video share day!!

As my readers go "... Oh.... Yay...Yawn..."

Bwahahaha!!

This is from the movie "Meet The Feebles" which was done by Peter Jackson of Lord of the Rings Fame.

I have actually found the film online and may post the whole thing as it's a very disturbing piece that tries to answer the question: What would happen if Quentin Tarantino and Jim Henson made a movie together...

Like a car wreck you can't look away from...

Enjoy..






... With that visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don't scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Masochism Tango

My Fellow Inmates...

Ahh, Tom Leher, a Harvard professor who left everything to follow a novelty music career...

You must check out some of the other videos by him when you get a chance, though only this one is appropriate to the Asylum...

More shall be posted as I think of them, and I keep thinking of them...

Enjoy





With that visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don't scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Kink Humor: The Only Gay Eskimo

My fellow inmates,

We seem to be in a public performance vibe today... So let's continue on this shall we?

I saw this first performed on Mad TV in the 90's...

It's very cute...

Enjoy...







With that visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don't scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Video) The Internet Is For Porn

My Fellow Inmates,

As we continue on our video share day we just can't forget Avenue Q

...No Truer words have ever been spoken...






With that visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don't scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Watersports Musical Comedy: Urinetown

My Fellow Inmates,

Ok, So perhaps it isn't about watersports...  But is is about PISS...

And watching Brigham Young University attempt a show about Piss is pretty funny...


It takes 40 minutes... Lets see if the Mormons can handle all the penis jokes...




 


With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.

~Rubberasylum
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