Delusions From A Padded Cell

Rubberasylum.net is now launched.

2011-09-06T21:57:00.001-07:00

My fellow inmates,

We have now launched, please update all links to Rubberasylum.net

You shall be redirected now :)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

The New Asylum Site Shall Launch Soon

2011-09-03T09:59:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

After an amazing showing of support from awesome people who underhand and share my vision of a for community by community site, the first section of Rubberasylum.net is almost done.

There have been many changes, such as the ability to add new writers, a podcast, and more...

We shall launch soon, and trust me, it's really starting to look good, I am quite excited.

As for the story contest, the deadline is 9/30. Please continue to submit your stories. I have a few beclouded that shall be posted on the new site instead

I look forward to seeing everyone in our new home hopefully by the end of next week.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

The Story Contest Is Still On! Latex Jock Up For Grabs!!

2011-08-24T10:09:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Just because Asylum is working on the new website, please do not think that anything going on here has been forgotten about. The story contest goes until 9/30/11 and so far we have 3 entries...

Basically this means if you can write and like rubber gear then you are giving it away to the three authors who have submitted their stories so far.

So Write, and fight for it, it could be yours... remember the story must include bondage, that is the kicker...

SUBMIT HERE

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Imagine Being Stifled, Imagine The Gay SoneAge

2011-08-23T10:03:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

No, Im not talking a show where Barney takes Fred and Dino at the same time... I am talking a world where people like me are no longer allowed to speak in an open forum... No longer allowed to post random kinky pix...

No Longer allowed to be who we are publically... Major steps for our community such as Stonewall completly negated in a pile of votes made in a room thats deviod of our voices and oppinions.

Is this fair? is it right? What kind of fantasy world do I live in? Can it happen?

Hell yes....

Look, I realize at this moment that the concept of Michelle Bachmann is fantastically silly, but lightning strikes happen, and this would be a destructive strike to all of us no matter what part of the comminity you live in. Her antigay adgenda is so disturbing, that if the absolute unlikly happened, and she found herself in power, life as we know it would change...

You think Clinton's law off good intentions "Don't ask Don't tell" has taken forever to finally see its end as the tool for witchhunts in the military, baby you havent seen nothing yet.

Imagine a pile of similar laws going in to place... This cant happen? Think again.

If the conservitives were to gain power with this abortion of a human as their leader, toting around her "Cured" Gay husband... I shutter to think...

I know many of my readers are younger. I know many of you don't give a shit about politics, and trust me, I am there with you. Yet if there was ever a time to be scared of a potential proposition, it is now.

As I build the new site things like this are on my mind. I am building for a community that hypothetically could not be allowed to speak anymore.

Don't let this happen, not without telling them that this is our Fucking lives, stay out of it.

VOTE!

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

The Padded Cell Is Packing Up Shop....

2011-08-20T09:27:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Like all good scenes, everything must come to an end....

WELL FUCK THAT I SAY!!!!

We are only going to get bigger and better!

I proudly announce the creation of a site I have been talking about for a long time: For community, buy comminity...

WWW.RUBBERASYLUM.NET

Thats right, for community by community. The server space has been donated, artwork has been donated by Rod/Bloodweiser. New Header being donated by Rubbergator.

What is the point? What shall it offer?

Completely fucking free! PERIOD!
The best content provided by some of the hottest kinksters around
A Community store featuring the best gear from manufacturers around the globe. With product reviews, and in use pix of the gear
Videos, oh god we must have the videos
No Shame policy. We are community, get your kink on the way you see it

I began the build last night, and already it is looking amazing, you will love this. We are having live support donated my Damoosepup as well to support its build. More details to come as the build continues...

I am excited

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Reader Contribution: Sleepsack and Drysuit Bondage By Rubbergator

2011-08-19T08:52:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Yes, yes... I know some of you were hoping to tune in today and hear me bits about the witchhunts on FA ay the moment... I shall, but frankly this is a lot more entertaining.

You see, Rubbergator, who has been a contribtor of ours before, nudged me last night with a new pile of pix from a scene he did last weekend, adn after viewing these, I could so handle being the boy in the sleepsack... for hours and hours and hours...

"I want up, I'm bored, tired, sore, and soaked in sweat"

"Aww, thats cute, let me inflate that gag a bit more."

WOOF!

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Contest Entry: "A Pup's Fantasy" by ErrorWolf

2011-08-17T10:31:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Here is the next entry in to the story contest:

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A Pup’s Fantasy
by ErrorWolf
　
[1] Prep
Before your arrival I start by taking all my clothes off leaving just my furry body standing alone in a cheap motel room, nipples erect in the cool air, as a more southerly part also grows erect at the mere thought of what I hope is going to finally happen.

The instruction had been simple yet strange, rent a room, put a key in a pack of cigars and leave them just to the left of the front door of the library, pick up the plastic wrap that would be there, then return to the room to prepare.

Fondling myself lightly, I unzip my gear bag and start laying stuff out. On top is the popup kennel I have never used, granted it is soft sided with zippered door so it can’t be too secure, but if I were mitted and locked even its zipper would defeat me… that brought me to the next item, my leather pup hood with blindfold, yes, locked in the cage like a good little pup, can’t even use my teeth to open it, hands blunted to paws, struggle as much as you want, only Master can let you out now… I realize, almost too late, that while envisioning this scenario I had continued stroking myself, nearly to the point of no return, wouldn’t do to rob Master of his spunk now would it.

Continuing to unpack, with both hands now, I pull out my rubber shorty suit with full access zipper, my wresting boots, real dog paw mitts that happen to fit my fists, socks for padding, the collection of collars and cuffs which I set on the night stand along with the ring of locks and keys.

Next out was my favorite piece of gear, a full, heavy gage, lace up, dip-molded latex hood with only a mouth hole. It was so great because once you tightened it up it applied a wonderful level of compression while blocking out all light and muffling sound, the closest I had ever come to the longed-for sensory deprivation experience. Oh to be isolated from my world, with my Master as the only tie to reality, to be so totally his that I can’t even perceive anything else but his touch.

Finally I remove my pup tail plug and a double egg vibrator, not sure what Master will want to do with my tail I will just leave them out for him. From a side compartment I remove some lube, condoms, and a brown glass bottle. From the other side I take out a latex bed sheet which I use to cover the other bed, and a clear rubber sleep sac with 3 zip heads which goes on top of the sheet, just a subtle hint of what I’d like done.

Leaving the bag still half full of gear, I grab a bottle of lube and start slicking up my torso, concentrating on my arms and legs I linger just a bit on my still hard rod, stoking it in anticipation of Master’s care. Picking up the suit, I wipe lube all over the inside, testing the smooth, slippery material on my dick by wrapping it with the arm hole and slowly rubbing, to verify that it was lubed enough of course.

Passing the test, I stick one leg in, then the other, pulling the suit up to my waist. I gasp slightly as the cold latex contacts my more sensitive parts, but, as it always does, the rubber goes from cold to warm, feeling as though it were my second skin. Touching the smooth shiny black surface feels warm, like a perfect hairless layer that is as much a part of me as my very own flesh, seeming alien yet comfortable, bizarre yet right, as if it actually were alive, covering me in its warm, firm embrace.

Pulling the top of the suit over my shoulders I fish the zippers from the back, leaving two of the heads at my crotch, and zipping up the rest of the way to my neck. I twist and move as the suit finds its place on my body, settling in to complete the transformation, making me momentarily long for a full suit, until I rub the crotch and forget everything again, only able to think of the feeling of the rubber under my hand and the slick insides causing a whole range of sensations on my very eager cock.

Before I get myself into trouble again, I open the zipper to let my cock out and grab one of the little leashes, installing it at the base behind my balls, I yipe as the clip catches a little flesh, but it didn’t break the skin so it’s fine. Sitting on the bed I put the boots on, lacing them up firmly and wrapping the velcro covers. I clip two more collars onto my ankles and lock two choker chains over the boots to make sure they aren’t going anywhere, plus the boots keep the chains from hurting my ankles if they are used for tie-down points.

Reaching into the bag I grab the knee pads and put them on. Almost done, what am I forgetting? I move the mitts, socks, plastic wrap, wrist collars, brown bottle, and duck tape to the other bed with the hoods. I dig in the bag and pull out a bottle of liquor, pouring a good size amount into a hotel cup I down it and cough as I accidentally inhale the strong fumes.

Putting the bottle and cup on the night stand, I kneel on the rubber sheet facing the door and don the rubber mask, lacing it up tight I’m taken to that wonderful place of rubber bliss, as I rub by chest, latex is all I can feel, touching me from all corners.

Pressing on, lest I get distracted again, I slide the leather hood over the rubber one. Buckling the built-in collar on, realizing I forgot the lock for the hood, I feel my way to the stand and grab a medium lock and snap it into place with a click that is very loud and final in the hoods. I also reach down to the floor to find my clothes and pick up a sock, wetting it from the brown bottle, I stuff it into the pup hood’s muzzle so it will stand out correctly, and zip it closed.

As my head spins in the utter darkness from the aromas that now taint my every breath, I drift off to a very happy place for a moment, dreaming of what’s to cum, wishing I could stay in this state all the time I was a pup, wishing I could always stay a pup, just wanting to please my Master and lay at his feet. To be told I am his "Good Boy".

Turning back around toward the direction I think the door was in, I feel around for a sock and pull it on, placing my knuckles in the heel and rolling the toe end into my palm for padding and spacing. Finally I clumsily wrap my sock-paw with plastic wrap, put a band of duct tape at the wrist to make sure it won’t go anywhere, and slip the rubber bottomed dog mitts over the whole mess securing it with a collar. I then wonder if I should have laid out a choker chain to lock onto the wrists too, but there was no way I could have handled putting it together one handed and one pawed. If Master wants to add it he can when he gets here, then he get to set the locks too.

Having done all the preparations I can by myself, I get comfortable on all fours, only humping the sheet below me a little, still facing what I hope is the door, to await my Masters arrival like a good pup.

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With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(PIX): SBI: Full Coverage Rubber Bondage

2011-08-16T09:35:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

You must love it when my friends at SBI share with us all the new things that they are up to over there before anyone else can see it. Well this one is right up Asylum's alley. Forced to breathe through mysterious liquids in a bubbler bottle, the poor boy is at the Top's mercy...

Click on the pix to see more

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Contest Story Entry: "Our First Meeting" by Slashpup (Puppy, Bondage)

2011-08-14T14:27:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Here is our sencond entry in to the Asylum Contest for the devil dog rubber Jock. This is a first person perspective on going to play with a Sir...

Its "Our First Meeting" by Slashpup

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I meet you at the Airport; you have had a long flight to Nashville from Miami. You wore camouflage shorts with a sexy jock, white crew socks and your smelliest skater sneakers, and a tight black shirt showing your muscles. As we walk to its truck you grab the back of my collar and remind me that I walk a step behind you and to the right, where I belong. As we get to the truck I open your door first then go to the drivers’ side and we start on our way to the house.

We enter the house and you say hello to Chris and we go to the living room where you take a seat on the couch, Chris sits in the chair and I take a seat on the floor at your feet where I belong, looking at your sneakers and white socks longing to touch, sniff, feel, and taste it. We talk for a little bit Chris knows full well why you are here and it is all about you and I. Filling the need for me to be a boy/pup. But you have plans for him as well but neither of us knows that for now.

You take me to the play room and have me strip naked so that all I’m wearing is the evil cb6000 that you have locked on me yet again. You put on the leather suspension restraints and hook me to the cross so that I can not get away from your prying hands. You inspect my body touching and feeling anything and everything you want to touch and feel. Slapping my ass from time to time reminding me how fucked I am now that you are here and completely at your mercy. You take rope and secure me to the cross using the rope cleats, now I’m unable to move anything but my head. You take off one of your socks that you have been wearing for a week and stuff it in my mouth and tape it in place. You securely attach a hood and make sure it is locked on and finally the blindfold puts me in total darkness. As my salvia makes your sock wetter the taste gets worse as time goes on. You turn off the light shut the door turn the heat on and leave me to wait until you are ready to deal with me.

You go back to the living room ask Chris if he minds that you pour yourself a drink from the bar. You get one for him and for yourself and head out back to smoke a cigar. While out there you and he talk about your plans for me during your week stay with us letting him know you have plans for him as well but strictly just for play as he needs it too. Clearing up any possible misunderstandings and rules seeing to it there will be no jealousy and no problems with you using me.

When you return you see my body glistening in sweat from the heat. You leave me hooded, blindfolded and gagged but take me down off the cross have me climb into the giant pup bed on the floor. You have me lay on my back and shove the butt plug tail in and proceed to put the humbler on me so that you can be sure I can’t stand. As I join you both in the living room I get to cool down from the intense heat you had turned on, laying at your feet as you watch TV drink your drinks and converse. You strap your sneaker to my face, covering the nose holes of the hood, forcing it to smell you. You tell me to stay where I am and you take Chris to the bedroom and tie him down spread eagle on the bed naked and work him over getting him hot and horny. You blindfold him with a bandana and gag him with your other sock and strap your other sneaker to his face. You come get me and remove the sneaker, blindfold, hood and gag and have me crawl on all fours to the bedroom were Chris is tied horny and waiting for attention. You help me onto the bed and force me to suck him off but tell me not to let him cum until you allow. As I’m on the bed sucking him off you remove the plug and grab a dildo and start fucking me with it. Knowing I can’t touch myself, I focus’s on Chris and you fucking my hole as I service my husband. You tell me to get him off and as you fuck me harder and harder with the dildo I suck more and more. Chris moaning into your sock gag, he’s getting closer and closer to shooting his load. I feel his body tensing up; seeing from the corner of my eye his toes curling slightly. He gets quiet; I switch to jerking him off by hand wanting to see the orgasm. With all the might of his body he releases his load in an eruption of orgasmic lust and the overflowing fountain of cum spraying over his head landing on the pillow and wall. The most intense orgasm ever seen by man has just taken place, at my hand.

As Chris calms down from his orgasm you take me to the sling re-gag me with that now wet nasty sock of yours, my cock straining in the confines of the cock cage, testing the plastics hardness and durability. Securing me to the sling, throw on a condom and fuck me hard and rough, telling me I am nothing but a toy and play thing for you while you’re here. Slapping my ass, pulling my hair, talking dirty to me until you are close to cumming, you pull out remove the condom and shoot onto a dirty sock of mine that has been worn for a few days. You remove the saliva soaked sock gag and stick the new sock with your fresh cum on it in my mouth and secure it with even more tape forcing it to taste your wonderful man juice. You tell me, I’m not allowed to swallow it and must savor the taste as my reward for servitude. I swirl it around my mouth as best I can with the sock in there and delighting in the joy I get from being allowed to taste you. You untie me, and allow me to swallow the semen, leaving the gag in, you have me get dressed and we all leave for dinner not letting me get off and keeping me locked, straining and totally frustrated for you.

Part 2:

We arrive at the restaurant and you remove the gag from my mouth before exiting the car. At dinner Chris orders and then you order for both yourself and me without asking me what I wish to have. You order my drink, water, and for my meal a salt and pepper steak. You look to me and tell me that there are rules for eating at a restaurant. You are the last to start eating and you will never order for yourself or even voice what you want. Pups don’t decide what they eat, they eat what is put in front of them. As the food is delivered I remember the rules, I’m the last to start eating as you take your sweet time to start eating yourself Sir. Talking with Chris who has already started, you delay, knowing I can’t eat until you have taken a bite. As we finish the bill comes to the table. I stay behind to pay the bill as you two head out, I hurry to sign the check and rush out to catch up not to keep you waiting. On our way home Chris drives with you in the passenger seat. I stays quiet the whole way home trying to maintain composure being as I’m the only one to not have gotten off yet, and with you here I no longer hold the key to gain even the slightest bit of relief from the cock cage.

We get home and you and Chris head to the living room to relax. Having a big meal you are both a bit tired and need to relax a bit before anything else starts. Meanwhile I head to the bedroom to change into my uniform, nothing but the jock strap holding back the cb600 socks and sneakers. I meet you both in the living room sitting at your feet. I remove your sneakers and inhale deeply as I get the nod of approval to do so from you. I remove your socks and again get the nod of approval and sniff it deeply. I take the sock and willingly place it in my mouth no tape needed. I start massaging your feet paying attention to every last part of the foot making it feel as good as I knows how. I use a little baby oil to help the friction decrease a little bit and intensify the sensation of the hands running over your foot. You and Chris continue to converse as if I’m not even there. Invisible to you both I’m just another object in the room. With you and Chris both fully digested you’re ready again the festivities start for the evening.

You take me to the play room again and put me on my knees and place the pup tail in my hole filling it good! You tape the gag in place due to the nature of the next event. You put me on the cross face out this time, put the nipple clamps on and use 2 small pieces of duct tape to secure them to my chest knowing how painful it will be to remove it. You then add cloths pins to my arms, chest, sides, and legs. The pain reaches intolerable and I start to scream into the gag and you remove the last 2 pegs from each area to make it slightly more tolerable. You let me marinate with the pain and turn to Chris who has been helping you torture me, and ask him if he wants to be tied down again. He said yes and you take him to the bedroom and once again tie him down spread eagle and you leave me in a darkened room with my thoughts and pain. As you return to the bedroom and play with Chris you continually edge him. Letting him recuperate from the edging, you come back to me flicking the cloths pins making me scream in pain. You tell me that when you are done edging Chris you might come back and release it from the cross. I moan into the gag in disbelief that I may be there for an hour like that!

You return to tease and edge Chris to no end and meanwhile my level of pain is increasing exponentially. I am starting to moan louder and louder until you come in to see me. You slap me lightly but hard enough to get the point across. You tell me to keep quiet or it’ll be longer! So I quiet down and as you leave you shut the door tightly. As you go back to the bedroom across the hall you close the bedroom door as well. The sound barriers will make the next part more delightful for you. Your attention is completely on Chris now, telling him the next time I make a noise they can hear you will let him cum, not telling him that you told me moments before to not make another sound, A mind fuck, to the best degree. Chris begins to moan in pleasure and frustration, as you tease him and starts begging for release knowing that he won’t find any help until I make noise again. He starts yelling my name and you gag him with a sock and tape so he can’t ask me to make noise. Meanwhile my pain continuing to increase has me wanting to not only make noise but to scream in agony. Knowing better this time, I choose to remain silent if you come back to the playroom mad at me it may not be a light slap to the face; it might be a punch to the gut or chest and not a light one. I hear moans from Chris feeling his pain though my ears knowing the frustrating hell he’s going through being teased over and over again with no release. At the risk of being beaten, I can’t stand to hear my husband moan and groan anymore, I had to get your attention to give him a break. I start moaning into my gag as loud as I can.

You think you hear me but aren’t sure and Chris is moaning as well making it harder to hear me anyway. As the pain reaches intolerable levels, I screams in pain and you both hear me clearly and you honor your word and bring Chris to orgasm. As he explodes for the second time in the night, you are in no rush to release me and you come in turn the light on offending my eyes and to get the full effect you look me in the eye kiss me lightly and remove every cloths pin in reverse order in rapid succession until you have nothing but the clamps left. I’m literally screaming hanging by restrained hands on the cross from the extremely painful torture that removing the cloths pins caused. You peal the tape back SLOWLY, screaming into the gag as it rips hairs and the clamps themselves from my nipples as the tape is finally removed you are kind enough to give it a hit of poppers and quickly, press your fingers into its nipples intensifying the pain and I again screams into the gag, preying the neighbors can’t hear it and call the cops.

You allow simmer down while still attached to the cross hanging as a bag of bones with no energy left to keep myself up on my feet. I hang from the suspension cuffs overwhelmed by the pain I have just been though. You leave to untie Chris and clean him and yourself up. As you and he are in the bathroom Chris starts the shower to clean up for the night as bedtime is rapidly approaching. You come in to see me withered from the intense pain of the past hour. You look at me dead in the eye and tell me how proud you are of it enduring the pain as well as it did. That single comment gave me an extra surge of energy and springs my cock to attention. You notice this and remove my aching cock from the confines of the plastic cell. You rub my cock, it feels so good as it is touched for the first time in weeks. You bring me to the edge of orgasm in seconds. Having no stimulation and no relief it takes hardly anything to bring me close to orgasm. You stop immediately not letting me have the pending orgasm so close to finally getting to blow its load…. I beg you to let it cum, begging you telling you that it would do absolutely anything to get to cum. knowing I mean it you look me in the eyes again and ask me if it truly feels that I deserve it. I tell you yes and that I really would do anything to get to cum and you matter-of-factly say you’ll do anything I want anyway pup. And while that is true you know I have been good and that I so desperately need the release.

You begin stroking it again. I throw its head back in pleasure begging the whole time for you to let me cum. You laugh evilly and tell me, I have 30 seconds to cum and you grip slightly harder and pick up the pace and as I reach orgasm you lighten your grip and slow down and as it reaches the 30 second mark I explode all over. The release of weeks of chastity results in an orgasm covering your hand my chest the cross and the floor below. You gather up as much of the cum as you can in a glass and quickly remove my gag feeding it to me, again tell me to savor the taste and not swallow until you tell me to. As it lingers in my mouth my cock twitches from finally getting the release it so desperately needed. You tell me to swallow and I drink it all down not letting a drop fall from my lips. You release me from the cross, and guide me to the shower, joining you. Knowing how proud you are of me I muster up the last bit of energy I have and wash you tenderly exploring your sexy body in every inch every crevasse I can find. We finish washing and when out I dry you off and you go to the bedroom to get ready for bed. You call me to the playroom and reattach the cb6000 and my leather collar and I moan in displeasure and hang my head. You lift my chin and look me in the eye and talk softly, you need this control don’t you? I respond in a whisper yes Sir I do. You lock it in place and guide me to the bedroom where Chris has laid out my sleeping bag and a soft mat for my bed.

You attach the tie down to its collar put the leather ankle restraints on my hind paws and clip them together fasten my pup mitts on my wrist locking them in place, and as you to lay in bed, I crawl into my sleeping bag, leashed to the foot of the bed, we all fall asleep.
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This is the second entry and we already have a third in line as well that shall be posted soon. Remember the deadline is 9/30/11 for your stories to be concidered for the prize. I shall update the story contest tab to include both of these today

Hope you enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over. What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep. ~Rubberasylum

A Bondage Table Lighning Strike: Rifton Restraint Table Part 2

2011-08-13T00:42:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Before you read this post I want you to view the post from June 3rd:

http://delusionsfromapaddedcell.blogspot.com/2011/06/spotlight-on-gear-rifton-restraint.html?zx=37f5199e546f25bb

It is about the Rifton Restraint table that I was pissed that Nastrus emailed me about Three minutes before the auction ended. It was a government auction, so there was no way I could register in time I lost it at 80.00 final bid and I was mad...

Don't get me wrong, Natrus is an awesome guy, the timing was the maddening part, he found it too late for me to get it...

So today I am at work and I receive a text picture from wetsuitjay of something he ran in to at a thrift store:

I was at work, mind you. I texted back "OH MY GOD THAT'S THE TABLE!!!"

The problem is that it was way too wide to fit in his car, and he was two hours away from home, where the truck was. It was 1pm when he messaged me this. I asked how much do they want?

He replied "25.00"

I said to him, please do not make the trip if you cant fit it in the car, as much as I want it. That was the last I heard on this, I went back to work, bummed that I missed this table twice...

Six hours later I receive a text with this picture:

The caption says: "It is home"

Wetsuitjay drove all the way home, and fought traffic back, a five hour round trip, to get this table for me....

The problem, it doesn't fit in the playroom...

We now have a choice, take over the whole downstairs of the house, or build a second playroom in our summer home on Whidbey Island...

That is the logical choice, This is the start of the "Asylum North" facility.

We have no choice now, it must begin. On twitter it was suggested that this was the perfect casting table, to keep a plaster casted boy hostage since it can be stood up or laid down with a simple turn of the crank mechanism

I love this idea! here is to the creation of the new playroom, and its first piece :-)

Now before you say it, yes, for some odd reason, WetsuitJay and I have been having amazing luck in the thrift stores recently. A few days ago, we found a viking dry suit and today we found this vintage table. Don't ask why, I don't know. Yet I cant argue it. its a wonderful thing, and WetsuitJay is a wonderful man to waste a day getting this great item for me.

I am blessed

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Yiff! The Bondage Furs #7: Digital Dragon

2011-08-12T08:51:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Though we have received a few more entries in to the story contest, we are going to take a small side trip to show the new video. Before you say it, yes I need a new editing program, its in the works, until then just deal with the odd random screen refresh...

In This one poor Digi is shrinkwrapped to the bondage table and tormented by five others... Yet in the end he cums twice, its a shame the camera wasnt on for his next two cums after that...

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Story Contest Entry: Dinner Out by Sparky (Rubber, Puppy)

2011-08-11T09:12:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Here is the first Entry in the Asylum Story Contest. Its Called "Dinner Out" and is a rubber puppy story by Sparky
Enjoy

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Apollo sat nervously in the back seat of the car, absentmindedly stroking his moulded puppy paws against the smooth black latex rubber suit hugging his body, each movement of rubber against rubber eliciting a quiet squeak. Master and his mate were in the front seat arguing about some banal detail their jobs while Master piloted the aging luxury car to the restaurant. Their conversation was all boring computer stuff, none of it making much sense to Apollo. Not that he really care about it anyway; the pup's mind was preoccupied with the events of the last 6 hours and the evening to come.

It felt like his entire life had changed when he landed in Seattle that morning. After collecting his bags he met Master in the arrivals section of the airport and had been whisked northward to a 1970's rambler just south of downtown. Master had been very sociable and nice on the trip to his house chatting and asking how Apollo was doing, seeming like an old friend. Once they arrived at Master's house though though, everything changed. Upon walking in the door the Master was greeted enthusiastically by a tan 70lb pit bull. Master bent to greet the dog, scratching its back before straightening to turn to Apollo.

"Get in there, strip and get your suit on." The Master's words were spoken gruffly as he gestured to the door immediately to the right of the entryway before continuing, "I expect you ready in five minutes." Master strode off to the other end of the house without looking back.

5 minutes?! That was crazy. Apollo opened the door and stepped into the room, the pit bull pushing inside the moment Apollo's hand opened the door. The room was clearly purpose designed for the dog. Two large kennels were lined up along the back wall, with a four gleaming metal dog bowls neatly arranged beside them. Two of the bowls were filled with water, the others completely empty. Putting down his suitcases, Apollo dived into the hard backed one that had his gear. Pulling out the stretchy rubber suit he dug, looking for his talc. Where was the Talc? Oh no! Quickly checking in the other case he confirmed that he had left it at home. Pawing through the two cupboards in the room revealed dog food, various medicines, brushes, and other dog paraphernalia, but no talc, or even anything close to it.

"Damnit!" The boy quickly started kicking off his shoes and pulling off his clothes. Once naked he flopped down on the floor and started wriggling into the legs of the mass of rubber. There were traces of talc in the suit from when he had last used the suit, but not nearly enough to make getting into it an easy task, much less possible in a five minute time frame. On his back, Apollo struggled to get his legs wedged into the tight material. The pit bull started nosing at the rubber, then sniffing and licking his face making matters even worse.

Apollo looked up, startled as the door to the mud room slammed open. Master strode in, his jeans and t-shirt exchanged for black leather pants, a tight white undershirt, and a pair of riding boots. He was carrying a black duffel bag, which he calmly set down on a short table near to the door before looking down at the struggling boy. Apollo tried to read Master's eyes and flat facial expression, but was unable to tell if he was disappointed, angry, or even amused by his failure to meet the imposed 5-minute deadline.

"Sky, crate." The firm tone resulted in an immediate response from the pit bull. The dog quickly and directly walked to the leftmost of the two crates and turned around in it to lay down, watching Master and the new pup. Master knelt and without a word gripped at the rubberized suit, expert hands efficiently tugging it up section by section, helping the pup finish putting it on. Feet quickly popped out the ankles of the suit, joined in short order by hands emerging out of the wrist holes. Once the suit was formed to his body and zipped up Master stood, moving over to the duffel bag. Unzipping it, the man opened it and looked inside before turning back to the boy. Apollo fidgeted slightly, rubber squeaking softly with every movement.

"Apollo, are you ready for this? Really ready?" Master's tone was even. Master's eyes locked with the boy's, bright blue orbs piercing into Apollo's own blue eyes. Apollo took a deep breath. This was it. This was what he'd thought about for so many years. This was his chance to really be a master's puppy.

"Yes, sir!" Apollo's response erupted from his mouth cheerfully. Prancing around on all fours in his gear at home was fun, but Apollo had always wanted an audience, wanted a master, wanted to show someone how good of a pup he could be.

"Once I put this collar on your neck you are a dog until I remove it. I know I sent you a list of my rules before you accepted my invitation, but seeing how new you are, I will repeat them /one/ last time." Master's words came smoothly, tone even other than a slightly menacing emphasis on the number. "Dogs do not talk; dogs bark, although not excessively. Dogs will remain firmly planted on the ground by all 4 legs. Dogs will obey all commands immediately and without hesitation. Do you understand?"

Apollo nodded, thrilling a little at hearing these restrictions voiced by the master. He had read the email before he left again and again, practically memorizing the instructions within.

The Master reached into the black bag and withdrew a square wooden box. Creaking it open by the hinge it revealed a thick rubber collar nestled in the velvet interior. The collar had two black anodized rings embedded in it, about 30 degrees apart. The back of the collar had two embedded halves of a clasp with metal rings which looked designed to accept a small padlock. After showing off the collar the master put it and the box back on the table before pulling out several objects. First he pulled out a pair of paw-gloves, moulded from matte-black rubber, each with an adjustable wrist and more loops for padlocks. Next came two shiny rubberized boots. The boots looked like normal galoshes at the base, but the material continued tightly up the shins, capped with embedded knee-pads formed into foot paws. Master handed the boots to Apollo and gestured down at his feet.

Sitting down to put on the boots Apollo realized why Master had asked for such detailed measurements of various parts of his body. Clearly the boots fit perfectly, foot paws fitting neatly over his knees. Rocking forward onto his knees he was pleased to see how the paw pads cushioned his knees, a comfortable improvement from his countless hours of prancing around on all 4's on carpet and hardwoods back at home when Mom and Dad were not around.

Master knelt before him, and wordlessly put the paws on his hands, first the left, then the right. The paws forced his human fingers to ball up into a fist, the tightly formed rubber distributing weight around his whole hands. Once they were snugly fit, master pulled the straps on the wrists tight, then stood to fish around in the bag some more. He withdrew three padlocks, each of which he popped open from a key fished from the pocket of the jeans. After replacing the key the master picked up the collar and turned back to Apollo.

"The last word you will say until I decide we are done is your safe word. Repeat it now for me, then I will collar you. Remember, all you have to do is say it again to end it all immediately, but if you do it's over. We don't begin again, and you go home right away." Master held out the collar, waiting for a response before wrapping it around the slender boy's neck.

"Here goes nothing," thought Apollo as lifted his chin before proudly saying "Free-dive."

Master's hands moved forwards, pulling the collar up against Apollo's neck. His fingers deftly closed the clasp, letting the rubber settle around the pup's neck. The rubber was tight against his neck, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable or restrict breathing. Master turned, grabbing all three padlocks to place them on the collar and two paws before pointing at the ground.

"Apollo, sit."

The pup immediately crouched down onto his haunches. Obeying the command sent a thrill through his spine. When the Master's lips crept up into a smile at his prompt response the pup beamed. This was happening. This was real!

"Sky, come." Master pointed next to Apollo, and the pit bull obediently fell in line with his more-human counterpart, automatically sitting. Master reached down to pat both dogs before him, scratching at their ears momentarily before turning and walking out of the room, calling "Sky, Apollo, heel" behind him.

Sky immediately bounded forward, following a step behind Master. Apollo froze momentarily, not used to such nonchalant orders, before taking his cue from the tan pit bull and crawling forward, trying to catch up on his hands and knees. Walking was awkward at first for Apollo. When he had practiced at home he had always walked on the palms of his hands, but the gloves forced him onto his fists. With the tight support the gloves offered his wrists he could immediately see that this would put much less strain on his wrists in the long term, although at the expense of having to re-learn to walk. The boots on the other hand were perfectly natural. The hardwood floors he was trundling down felt soft against the cushioned knee pads.

Master lead the duo out the back door into a large yard with impeccably manicured grass. The lawn was fenced in by a tall wooden fence providing privacy on the warm summer day. After verbally releasing them he spent a short while playing with both dogs, tossing a few balls for them, and playing tug-of-war with the pit bull. Apollo's still-awkward prancing made it impossible for him to beat Sky to the thrown balls, and he had little interest in playing with the filthy rope toy. A wave of relief crossed over him when Master walked back inside and returned with a fresh, new rope toy. Master dangled it in Apollo's face temptingly.

The new rubber pup reflexively raised a hand to grab at the rope. Immediately he realized how futile that would be, with his hands bound tightly into fists, thumb encased tightly to the fist. Apollo put the paw back down, opting to grab at the rope awkwardly with his mouth. The dog made it look so easy, yet Apollo found himself struggling to get a good grip with his mouth. As Master played with both dogs Apollo slowly got used to the paws, becoming more agile on them, dragging at his feet less as he romped.

Abruptly Master went into training mode, barking orders at both dogs, giving gentle corrections to both. While Sky's training revolved mostly around rehashes of basic obedience and seemed mostly a show for the new pup in the pack, Apollo was receiving pointers on walking and instructions to straighten his back while standing.

The patio door opened and a thin, tall man with a long beard walked out and kissed Master, who dropped the rope to embrace him. The tall man looked down at Apollo disapprovingly. Master had warned that his mate wasn't into puppy play, and the glare the pup was receiving from him made it clear that he thought Apollo looked ridiculous. The boy's ears burnt red, gripped by the sudden realization that he DID look ridiculous. Refusing to be deterred the pup grabbed the rope with his teeth before crawling forward with the toy. Nudging it into the Master's mates leg. Nuzzling him with the toy edged his look of disapproval into an outright sneer. Apollo lowered his back, flattening to the ground; the pup felt completely unsure of how to react.

As the mate stepped back inside shaking his head, Apollo's head hung low. He was startled by Master's hand rubbing the back of his neck.

"Good boy, ignore him. You are here for _my_ pleasure, not his." Master's tone was even, his enunciation of the word 'my' growling yet precise, implying a sense of ownership.

Apollo nuzzled into the master's hand, flushing from the praise. The master and two pups played and trained for a short while before he sent both dogs to the kennels. Master disappeared for half an hour or so, returning dressed in a sharp gray suit with a light blue shirt. He carried a leather pup hood with a laced back.

"Apollo, Sit." The Master pointed at the ground in front of him. Apollo eagerly crawled out of the crate and scrambled over to hunch down on all fours in front of Master. The man bent down to show the pup the hood. The hood was designed to cover most of the pup's head, completely enclosing him other than two holes for his eyes. The muzzle was slightly shorter than most hoods Apollo had seen online, and was split into an upper and lower half. The insides of the muzzle were soft plastic, with slight indentations at the tip of the muzzle, giving an impression of teeth. After giving the pup a chance to inspect the hood, he gently lifted it onto his head, then walked around behind Apollo to tighten the laces and tie them behind the pup's head snugly. Returning to Apollo's front, Master looked down, checking to make sure his eye's and mouth were properly aligned.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Yes!"

The master's hand darted down, snagging the side of Apollo's neck sharply. While the blow didn't really hurt, it certainly startled the pup.

"Remember the rules, boy. Dog's don't talk. Next time you disobey it's going to hurt. Now are you comfortable?"

"Rrrruf!" Apollo nodded vigorously.

"Go take a look in the mirror, pup." Master gestured to the living room. Apollo pranced off, enjoying the feeling of the hood closed tightly about his head. Much like his rubber body suit, the hood was like a second skin, the short muzzle visible at the bottom of his field of motion. Seeing the floor length mirror by the door, presumably for the master to check his attire before leaving the house, he crawled over, shaking his head this way and that to see how it looked. Opening his mouth Apollo was surprised to see the bottom jaw move with his mouth. Experimentally he opened and closed his mouth, looking at the muzzle from different angles in the mirror, getting a feel for how it moved. He quickly discovered he had to exaggerate the movements of his jaw to fully articulate the muzzle on his face.

"Apollo, sit."

The pup had been so engrossed in his experimentation that he hadn't heard Master come into the living room behind him. Master's words startled him, making him almost fall over as he turned to the voice. Scrabbling over he quickly assumed a sitting position before the master. Master was holding a plate, holding something Apollo couldn't see from his position. He bent down, putting the plate in front of the pup, revealing several 1-inch cubes of bread soaked in water.

"Apollo, I want you to eat these, one at a time. Don't make a mess."

The pup looked down at the plate in front of him. Carefully planning out his moves, not wanting to displease Master. He bent down, trying to gauge distance between the tip of the muzzle and the plate before gingerly opening his mouth wide to envelop one of the cubes before closing his mouth slightly to trap it, then tilting back his head and re-opening his mouth to roll the cube from the muzzle into his human mouth. The move almost worked, but he got the angle wrong and the bread rolled out the side, just missing his mouth, and landing wetly on the carpet. Master looked down with disapproval as Apollo dove for the cube, picking it up and actually getting it in his mouth this time. He chewed twice, swallowing the soggy bread before beaming up at the master.

"Gooood boy Apollo. You figured that one out fast. Now get the other two." Master pointed back down at the plate. The rubberized puppy eagerly and deftly picked up one, then the other, swallowing them almost without chewing. Looking up he saw the master beaming back, his hands on his hips, chest puffed out proudly. One of his hands reached down to pat the pup as he called "Honey, time for dinner." He turned to the pup and finished, "time for a show. Don't disappoint me."

They had been in the car for 15 minutes now, traffic heavy on a Friday night. Apollo wasn't really sure what to expect from the evening. Heck, Apollo wasn't sure what to expect from anything this weekend.

The car pulled up to the stately restaurant on Lake Union, coming to a stop in front of the door. The smartly dressed valet opened the front passenger door first, letting Master's mate step out before opening Apollo's door. Apollo caught a stare from the valet, and realized how much he must stick out in a fancy joint like this. Clambering out, he got down on all fours and waited for Master to come around and click his leash back onto the collar. Looking up he caught an embarrassed look from Master's mate, before the mate looked away, clearly mortified to be involved in the whole event. The trio marched forward through the glass doors, Apollo struggling to keep up with the brisk pace of the humans striding comfortably on two legs..

The Maître De greeted the trio warmly until her eyes dropped to see Apollo on all fours, rubberized skin gleaming in the dim, tasteful lighting. Her eyes narrowed, posture stiffening. Master reached forward to shake her hand. She looked down at her hand after he broke the grip and seemed momentarily surprised, before a look of resignation flashed across her eyes. Face quickly resuming her bright smile, she asked about a reservation, which Master confirmed. Taking one last quick look at what Master had left in her hand she made a subtle gesture and a server appeared before them.

"Table 14, in the back".

The server looked at Apollo uncomfortably before grabbing a few menus and leading the trio back through the restaurant to a table in the corner. As they passed through tables set with crisp white linens, silence fell around them. Apollo looked around, catching glares from diners dressed in expensive clothing. Their looks pierced through his rubber like needles. Lowering his head he followed Master, glad that the puppy hood was hiding not only his identity, but his fiery red ears, burning with embarrassment.

The table was in a corner, boxed in by massive windows looking out on Lake Union. Apollo couldn't see the lake from his vantage point on all fours, but could see the sky, slowly fading to a brilliant orange from the setting sun. Looking around he caught more stares. Although Apollo's shame was immense and growing, he could tell that he wasn't the only one who was uncomfortable. Every one of the high-class diners was clearly crawling in their skin at the sight of a rubber puppy invading their fine dining experience. The nerve!

Unable to get comfortable with so many eyes staring at his humiliating state, Apollo opted to crouch down by Master, trying to take up as little space as he could manage. Masters hand briefly reached down to stroke at his puppy hood before picking up his menu to peruse it. No sooner had he put it down then a waiter dressed in a sharp black uniform materialized to take their order, glaring down at the cowering puppy, worried that Apollo's mere presence would mean less tips from his other tables. Master gestured for his mate to order first before he placed the order for himself and for Apollo.

"Two of your 16oz Fliet Mignon medium rare. One Oscar style, one dry. I'll have a glass of the 2005 Beringer Private Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon, and a bowl of water for the pup."

Looking up, Apollo could see the waiter bristle at the last bit, but he quickly regained composure and strode off purposefully. The pup was impressed by how quickly the wine and bowl appeared. When the bowl was set in front of him he wondered how much of it was for show - while the hood was clearly designed to allow him to eat, drinking while in the hood didn't seem possible, nor had Master provided any training on how to drink while wearing it. The rubber pup opted to not try to drink, and settled on maintaining his crouch, resting his head against Master's thigh, feeling the leather hood slide smoothly against the cloth pant leg of his suit.

His eyes wandering, Apollo was pleased to see that most of the fellow diners had resumed their meals, conversations re-starting. He still caught haughty glances from time to time, but his initial embarrassment was slowly fading, being replaced with a sense of pride. Apollo _was_ a puppy. Apollo was finally living his dream of so many years. He really hoped he was pleasing Master.

Master and his mate's conversation continued. The pair talked about some of their social circles before the conversation once again trended to boring business topics. Apollo didn't care, the pup wasn't there to talk, he was there to be a good boy, privileged to have been brought along. He passed the time by looking around, taking in the details of the restaurant. Still lit by the sunset, he could make out a good 15 tables from this vantage point, each dressed in identical linens, neatly arranged with the tablecloth centered perfectly on each one. The chairs surrounding each table were made of stately hardwood. A short oil lamp adorned each table, and as the sun was setting Apollo could see one of the bus boys making his way around the dining room lighting each one.

The steaks arrived at the table, the waiter maneuvering around the puppy taking up much of the narrow channel between tables. The waiter seemed unsure of what to do with Apollo's steak, but quickly put it on the table next to Master when he snapped and pointed next to the plate in front of him. After being invited to cut into their steaks to check that they were properly cooked the waiter vanished. Apollo watched the master cut into his own steak, biting into the neatly sliced piece dripping with Bearnaise. A satisfied smile crept across his face before he turned to the pup.

"Apollo, Sit. Stay."

Obediently the pup sat up, getting down on his haunches. He watched as Master deliberately sliced into the 2nd steak, neatly cutting it into bite-sized pieces and arranging them on the plate before bending down to put the plate on the floor in front of Apollo.

"Apollo, OK"

Released from his wait, Apollo looked down at the steak oozing juicy blood onto the plate in front of him. It smelled delicious, making the pup's mouth water. He looked around, realizing that again, all eyes were on him. Everyone in the restaurant seemed fixated on his next move. Apollo's ears again burnt red. He was uncomfortable. Everyone was uncomfortable. Looking up he saw Master looking down at him, smiling. Master gave an encouraging pat on his head.

"Go ahead boy, you have earned a treat."

Those words were all the invitation Apollo needed. If this made master happy it was enough for him. The pup he bent down, carefully clasping at one of the slices of meat with the puppy muzzle, then tilting his head back to let it roll into his mouth. The steak was perfectly cooked and seasoned, practically falling apart in his mouth as he chewed, each bite making the muzzle crack open and closed. Each bite echoed in his head, the restaurant devoid of other noise. All eyes were on the rubberized boy chewing his steak on all fours. Conversation had stopped. Drinking had stopped. This must be what Master meant when he'd mentioned that he liked putting on a show.

Getting into it, Apollo swallowed, and bent to maneuver another bite into his mouth. Wagging his butt like a tail he chewed with gusto, enjoying the salty meat. He was a lucky dog; not just any pup got steak, much less such a fine hunk of meat like this. He almost felt a little bad for Sky being left at home, deprived of this amazing meal.

The salty steak was making Apollo thirsty. The pup really wished that there was a way he could drink from the bowl of water sitting next to the plate of steak. Hopefully Master would remove the hood when they got home so he could lap up some water in the pup room.

Once the meal was finished, Master handed the waiter a credit card, and sat swirling the last dregs of his glass of wine. He was practically beaming with pride every time his gaze met with Apollo's. As they left the dining room, Apollo himself beamed with pride. The stares from other guests fueling pride rather than shame. He had pleased his master. He had done well.

The stately green Audi was pulled around by the Valet and Apollo clambered into the back seat. Master got behind the wheel, cooing at the pup, praising him for such good behavior, and promising that he would receive a reward when they got home. The rubber pup beamed, content. He had become the puppy he had always wanted to be, and a damn good one at that.

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Thats the first story, Hopefully a lot more to come soon, remember, now that the gloves have been thrown down, Sparktography qualifies for the prize.

I look forward to seeing those others who step up to the plate :)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

The First Asylum Story Contest: DDR Rubber Prize!!

2011-08-08T00:20:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

You are looking at a Devil Dog Rubber Latex Jock... Yup, Devil Dog Rubber, as in Made by Bodisama. These are no longer available, and there by are quite rare.

So Why am I showing you this? Because it can be yours... How you ask?

I am Launching the very first ever Asylum Story contest, and this is the first prize.

Here are the Rules:

1) The Story must be original, yup, you must sit down and write it. Period. If we find out that its ever been posted anywhere else you shall be disqualified.

2) It must include bondage. Sorry to all you non bondage people, but this is a bondage site... Soooo....

3) The story can be Rubber, leather, or furry. The audience to this site consists of all three. Just realize that the vote for the winner shall be in the hands of the readers, so hedge your bets accordingly. Basically if you write a scat story I wouldn't bank on winning

4) The contest opens now. A special tab has been created for the rules and for the story postings. All entries will get a day on the main page then filed with the others in the contest tab. The contest is open from 8/08/11 -9/31/11

5) You can submit as many stories as you wish, but all must be original

6) On October 1st we will open the voting for 7 days. Voting will be by email only, this shall fix the issue of stuffing a ballot box with a poll on a site that doesn't require login to track. All emails shall be tallied, all duplicates deleted. You can vote for more than one story, but must do so in the same email.

7) All stories shall remain on the padded cell website in the contest history, and we shall retain usage rights, but the original authors have the right to post them elsewhere as they choose.

8) Stories can be submitted through email to the Asylum by clicking the "Contact Us" Link at the top righthand side of the page

Or...

CLICK HERE

Good luck to all, May this be the first of many contests, and may the best story end up rubbered

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Gear Review: The Mr S Leather Sleepsack

2011-08-06T07:35:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

(Click On Pix To Go To Product)

Ok, lets be honest here, There isnt much more of an amazing, cadillac piece than you can get that the Mr.S leather sleepsack... What did I pay for mine you ask? I think it was about 2300.00 once I was all said and done... so is it worth it?

The Bag offers an amazing amount of options, as long as you opt for all that you can opt for on it... Yes, this means you must spend a fortune to get it... how are you going to do that, you ask? stay tuned and I will tell you how I bought one on a 10.00 an hour job...

My bag that I bought, I wanted everything I could add: shoulder and foot suspention, internal arm zips, inside out so the leather is on the inside, extra belt set, and spiked tit flaps.

The first problem was that they were not able to add tit flaps and shoulder suspention on the same bag because they occupied the same spots. This was fine to me, I prefered the thought of the suspention option so I went with that instead.

Now one interesting thing you may not think about when ordering a sleepsack is the internal arm zips. If you read on Mr S's website, they are intended for solo play in the sack. With cords tied through a system of d rings and then to the zipper to allow yourself in and out. I tried this once, and it scared even me... This is not a good Idea at all! Period, if something goes wrong you are done, you will not get out!

But... With that said. They have come in sooo handy, espcially if you are a gear player. Try stuffing a boy in thick padded mitts and motorcycle leathers in to a sleepsack where they have to work their arms down the sleeves. It you suceed without having to remove the mits its still a pain in the ass. Here they just set their arms in the right spot, zip them in, and they are stuck.

Now, lets talk about the inside out option. Mikey (bndgkid) probably said it best. Unless you want your sleepsack to look like a Pollock painiting... Ok look, when they put the leather on the inside, which feels great, this means there is suede on the outside. Have you ever had a suede jacket you spilled something on? Not pretty. Your bag will show years of battle scars that will never come out if you allow anyone to cum in it... Granted if you are hanging it on the wall in the livingroom as a conversation piece for your family thanksgiving, then perhaps you are ok with this...

So what do you do? Well there are 3 choices, leave the suede on the inside, cough up the extra 650.00 to do leather on the inside and outside (I just bought 128 sq feet of leather for leatherpanther and the total cost for 2 full pelts was 600.00 so be carefull of cost vs what you get), or you can just enjoy years of abstract art :)

Oh, those rivets... yes, that was something I actually addressed with Skeeter while she was fixing a catsuit of mine at IML. Whats wrong with them? They rust. I asked her why they dont use stainless in their sacks. She told me that stainless costs more and that it would raise the price of the sack. Let me be the first to call horseshit. A sleepsack is less than one pelt of leather. If I bought a pelt for 300.00 I guarentee Mr S pays less. This means their base model sleepsack at 1695.00, even if they argue that its a full pelt, is 1395.00 in labor and profit. Can you really justify that non rusting rivits would eat in to the bottom line?

I was also told that its not really a problem unless you sweat alot. Well with how we play here, boys stay in the sack for as long as I wish... so yes, they are going to sweat. Its an easilly solved issue, and yes the gear is awesome, but one little detail is not going to break the bottom line. Though it is cute to see a boy get out with rust polka dots all over his body :P

You must get the belt set, yup its required unless you like torn off D-rings and rivets. Also you need the padded leg cusion, as the sack squeezes the knees and the ankes together in a way that without it you shall have pain quickly.

Dont get me wrong this is the holy grail of toys, I am aware of that, and yes you need one. But if I am going to do reviews I need to be honest and find the good and the bad.

Oh, and as for how I got one while working a 10.00 an hour job way back when... I took a loan against my 401k and placed a 4000.00 order at Mr. S. I am not saying you should do this, I was young and at the time it seemed a great idea... though that loan is now paid off and I have a sleepsack :-D

Rating 5/5 (of course)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) And Here You Thought You Were Extreme: Shark Tooth Corsetry

2011-08-05T13:01:00.001-07:00

My fellow inmates,

This was sent to me by a friend on twitter (thank you furkitfox) it is an artists comment on the brutal practice of corsetry that was standard in human history...

From the outside it looks like a normal corset...

But once you look in to the business end, you shall notice that it's lines with thousands of shark teeth...

I need one of these as a visual aid for those truly mouthy boys... I think a few hours in the corset will change your attitude...

Hehehe

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) Gumby and the Spiked Rubber Sleepsack

2011-08-04T08:39:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Many years ago I was scrolling through the serious bondage website, when I ran across something that absolutly took by breath away...

A Special Thank you to Serious Bondage for allowing us use of these images. Please click on any pic to view their site...

I was actually chatting with James (Bodisama) at the time that I found this picture set, and I chuckle as I still have the archived chat message saying "My God James You Have To See This!"

What you are looking at is Gumby's spiked inflatable sleepsack. I have tried to have it duplicated a few times over the years but every manufacturer says the same thing: "Its only a matter of time, its a danger to itself"

On the inside of this beast, spikes line all surfaces surounding the body, even on the interior of the sleepsack arm sleeves... Oh yes, and if you look back at the first picture, I beleive you shall find that is a spiked hole for your cock as well.

I love the fingersleeves, hand spread open so its at maximum mercy to the points soon to be embeded in your flesh...

Warning boys, to all those who dont like those cootie ridden ichy Gurls, one is about to appear!

You can see the spikes all over the arm and even on the back to the right of the sleeve

AHH! There she is!!! (Puts one hand over eyes, and swings wildly with the other)

When playing with intense pain sensory deperation and the feeling of absolute loss of control can be very important to find the right headspaces.

Ahhh, you can feel them digging in to your back already cant you? Whats that? Got an itch?

Every spike on the inside is being pushed firmly into its host, including the inflateable pouch on the front. Setting the body on fire with unrelenting racking pain from all directions most likely takes the brain to places that most of us can only imagine.

It is a truly beautiful piece, and I would Love to keep the owner, Gumby, sealed inside of it for as long as he could take it.... then perhaps a bit longer :)

Though as much as I am not sure I could handle the challenge, a nervous little voice inside my head wants to experiance this as well.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) SMB: Bondage Fun On The Back Yard Deck

2011-08-02T09:33:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

...And yes, I do realize to the geekier in our group, from my title it looks like I am posting pictures of Princess Peach topping Mario... but no, once again here we are talking "Serious Male Bondage"...

The Asylum has been given a preview of some upcoming content from the site...

As always, you can click a pic to go there.

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

A Note From Asylum: Peoples Passings In Our Community

2011-07-31T17:18:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I just got off the phone with Squirm from Rubberzone who, over the last few years, seemes to have taken on the burden of the bearer of bad news in our community. It was through him that I received the gut wrenching calls about Bodisama's passing and that of Mike from Idaho, who were both playmates of mine.

It seems another member of our community has passed, and out of respect I shall not mention his name now, but it seems that the issue was not play related.

It does though remind me of the blight of recent tragities that have taken their toll in our community, that I do have a responsibility, considering how many people read my blog, of reminding everyone that no matter what, no cum is worth your life.

Details of many recent ones include self play, self breath play, Ethyl Cloride, and yes even Nitrous.

I know many out there dont have outlets, and want to experiance. I beg of you, stay with the fantasy, always keep one hand untied.

The people you read out here like me, Ruffstuff, Sparky, Metalbond, and many more, are all very experianced players. The boys that come to us and the tops we play with, we trust with our well being and yes even our lives, nothing comes without risks in this scene.

Yet these are still safe calculated risks by people who know what they are doing.

Please take care, we are a small comunity to start with. There is no need for any of us to let a simple miscalculated step in the heat of passion make it any smaller.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) Reader Contribution: RbrKat

2011-07-30T14:21:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I finnaly cornered this kinky kitty to share with us. Though I have heard from some readers that they dont understand the "Whole Furfetish thing", one should also remember that whatever is one part of us is thot the whole thing...

No great symphony has ever been played with only one note.

I think this kinkster proves this very well. He has been kind to share with us a lot of pictures, so here is the first group now.

Enjoy.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Rubber, Leather & Gear: 2 Tops & 4 Boys in Bondage

2011-07-29T16:13:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Ok, this was a fun one to make. The day after the party Coyotoy, Digital Dragon, Bad Husky Butt, and Rexpup all crawled in to gear in the playroom and awaited attention from WetsuitJay and I

This was definitely one of the best parties that we have had in a long time

I hope you enjoy the video as much as we enjoyed making it :-)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) Reader Contribution: Think Pink! Latexbunny

2011-07-29T09:15:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I love people that Kink outside the box, and Latexbunny is somone, someday I want to meet, if for no other reason than to have a drink with this guy. We have featured his pictures before on here, but the reason I like this set is how often do you really see pink latex on a boy?

I think itr looks good, but I'll let you decide for yourselves...

Kink on :)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Picture For Yourself, A Dead Dog

2011-07-27T10:53:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

At our last party, 2 weeks ago, I laid down because I had a brewing headache. A dog that was there, Rufus, laid next to me to keep me company, and before you knew it, headache or not, torments upon him began.

In the process of wrestling the dog decided to bite me...

This picture was taken this morning...

The dog is going to die...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Mikey & Daddy Tony from SBI Move in to Asylum's World

2011-07-26T20:13:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I am sure that you all have checked out the link on the side here to Serious Male bondage, if you haven't, do it now... And here is why.

Mikey and Daddy Tony who have been working with them for a while are now moving back to my area, and shall be renting a house from WetsuitJay and I.

Why is this good news? Oh, because these two are kinky in all the right ways...

I can't wait to see the playspaces they put in to the house, and they have 2300 sq feet to play with that is covered in all sorts of wonderfully kinkable nooks and crannies.

Though I did tell Daddy Tony yesterday that if he puts in a padded cell, as the landlord I shall be required to come and test it for "Structural Integrity" :-)

Make sure you check out all their kinky photoshoots on Serous Male bondage, and I look forward to the images and videos that may come from my interactions with these two in the future as well.

Life is good.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Things To Do While The Dog Is Trapped In Leather

2011-07-24T12:22:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

So the dog still has two and a half more hours before I even pay attention to him, so what to do, what to do....

Well lets search out on the net shall we?

Last night while over at my former Sir's home, Mitch Mitchell, I ran in to the boys that run HappyFrosh.com

(CLICK HERE TO GO TO SITE)

I must say, I have known Happyfrosh's boyfriend for years, but this was the first time I had met Happyfrosh himself. Anyone that reads my blog knows that I am a huge proponent of down to earth and supportive people in our community.

These two are both very pretty boys who are the nicest two guys you shall ever meet, and they are kinky to boot. I shall be adding them in to my blogroll, and I welcome you to check out his writings on his site. They are quite interesting and horny.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Why Furries Should Not Play Drums: "Furry Wipeout"

2011-07-23T10:17:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Perhaps Silly, yet still funny...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) The Horny Fox Counting Game 2: Asylum's Turn

2011-07-23T08:51:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

If you have not seen the original "Horny Fox Counting Game" you need to go to x-tube now and watch it. I had seen it many years ago, and then got the opportunity to make aquaintances with Coyotoy and Redfoxxix

Coyo has now become one of my favorite playmates, and on his last visit I told him to bring Fuzzfox, as it was my turn to play the game...

Here is how it played out...

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Rubber Bondage Boys #3

2011-07-22T10:42:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Its always a blast tieing up Rottie, the poor thing takes so much abuse and feeds back in spades.

For this scene he once again finds himself helpless at the end of the paddle and the bat...

Sadly the paddle was broken over a boy's butt at this last weekend's party, so this shall be once of its last appearances

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Straightjacket, Medical Restraints, Electro, & Rubber

2011-07-21T09:10:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Lets not mince words here. Nightcat is a pain slut. anyone that watched the video that was posted showing his birthday spankings knows this.

So when I got the chance to get him on electro, I was just happy to oblidge...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over. What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep. ~Rubberasylum

Lots of Videos and More...

2011-07-20T14:25:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I was looking on my computer the other day and realized I have about 20 backed up unedited videos.

So the plan for tonight is to start cranking them out to free up space on the computer. First new one should be tomorrow.

We now have a registered website for the webcomic:

www.Darkoneswebcomic.com

Right now it points to nothing, but bookmark it and stay tuned, and you should see it up and growing soon.

As for the book, though I was gung-ho at the getgo life has stepped in an parties, videos, and forgetting my laptop at home has caused me to slow down on the work on that a bit. Though I am still looking for an artist to do page inkwork and cover design.

Lots of projects, the plate she overfloweth, and on top of it all I am now trying to organize an end of year playparty with a guest list of over 100 for my 35th birthday...

Though it all makes me remember one thing, many years ago, when I was writing my novel that now is getting parted out to other projects such as the webcomic.

I told myself that my goal was to be published by 35...

Though an unrealistic deadline in the mind of a then 27 year old dreamer...

It appears the webcomic shall meet that wish, only to spawn new projects like this book, and who knows what else.

Hugs and Snugs to all, and thank you to all of the wonderful people and influences that have made the past few years so fantastic.

Though I may like to step on toes and post what it is that I want in this little corner of me me me, I appreciate all those that appreciate me back.

Lots of fun to come

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) P&F Playparty/Gearnight Part 2

2011-07-19T09:13:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

As the 3 days wained on, the party continued...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) P&F Gearnight/Playparty #4 Part 1

2011-07-17T14:58:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

We are still playing, here is what happened last night....

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Remaking the Horny Fox Counting Game

2011-07-16T13:10:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Tonight marks the 4th Pervs and Furs Playparty/Gearnight. To start off the day Fuzz Fox and I remade the classic "Horny Fox Counting Game" Video...

Stay Tuned...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Music Video) "You Like German Sparkle Party?"

2011-07-16T08:48:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This is so bad yet so good... You must love the germans

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Getting Spicy in the Grocery Store

2011-07-14T12:26:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This picture was sent by a follower. I think its fantastic. We shall chalk this up to: "Things to do when you are bored"

Just wonderful :)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Niko in Rubber and Medical Restraints

2011-07-13T09:23:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Niko came over and brought his rubber gear, Using all the medical restraints I immobilised him, tickle tortured him, and took him past cum.

He is a fun boy, cant wait to have him back

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Searching for an artist

2011-07-12T11:20:00.001-07:00

My fellow inmates,

Since asylum is writing a kink novel that's an homage to a book series we all grew up with, I am now looking for an artist...

What do I need?

Well think about the books you used to read as kids. At the base of some of the pages would be line drawings of objects mentioned within the book.

This is what I want. I will require 20-50 drawings. It's will be things like: Gasmask, handcuffs, etc...

There may even be an opportunity to do the cover.

Interested? Or know someone who is?

Email me.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Asylum Kidnaped! Ransom is a gift certificate to Mr S!!

2011-07-11T09:03:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Soo... I have now been asked, where the hell are you and why haven't you been posting to your blog?

Well, I promise it is all good news. You see, asylum is bow writing a book as well as authoring the webcomic.

A book? What kind?

Well kinky of course. I already have the publisher from the webcomic, rabbit valley, and they are interested in the idea I have come up with.

So what is it?

Well at this point I don't want to say too much as it's a good idea and I would hate for someone to beat me to the punch on it.

Let's just say it may ruin your childhood

As for the webcomic, I had a meeting with the publisher and artist yesterday, and we are now in the layout phase for the launch. The character models are being drawn now as well. And the website is being set up and designed.

All fun times, and lots of stuff for you all to enjoy in the future, but that means lots of work here...

Though I am just cruising along on this book... I am so exited, and trust me, you haven't seen a book in print like this in our communities... The intention is for it to be a whole series, You will love it... That I promise.

Ok, back to work...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

When Kink Tattoos Go Wrong

2011-07-07T09:19:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I only have one thing to say about this tat...

"No, dear, just... No."

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Rubber, Leather, Bondage & Anthropomorphs: A Dark Ones Update

2011-07-06T13:06:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I am happy to announce that Lykanthrope has joined the Project as our artist.

You can view his work on his FA page here:

http://www.furaffinity.net/user/lykanthrope/

The project is moving forward and I should expect that you shall see the rise begin within the next few months....

The world grows darker with each passing day...

...In an unassuming house, in an unassuming neighborhood, Anthony Kane Locks a collar around the neck of his partner who is bound in head to toe latex, completely unaware of their pending fate...

Stay tuned...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pix) Niko in the Cage In Medical Restraints

2011-07-06T00:19:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Yes, a Video Is Comming soon...

Niko came over and got geared up in rubber for an afternoon of imbobilazation and frustration, for hours he was tormented, while in sesory dep.

He could barly move

He stayed hard the whole time, and I think The pictues speak for themselves,

He is an awesome boy to play with and I cant wait to have him back for round two...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlite On: Bob Bassett Leather Dog Suit.

2011-07-05T16:19:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

First I must thank Snoopy for sharing this today. It is a beautiful suit Made by an expert craftsman.

I would love for Rotty to have this.

Like it? Interested? This amazing suit shall run you 2500.00

Better start eating less kibble...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

A Roadmap To The World Of Kink

2011-07-02T11:54:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates, this was shared today on twitter and I thought it was fantastic.

Where are you going to visit in this happy land?

Friends don't let friends cross the mountains...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) A Lady Gaga Preformance, Before She was Lasy Gaga

2011-06-29T09:06:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

She was Just Stefani Germanotta...

And a camera was fortunatly running durring a talent show at NYU.

Captured deeply within the young voice is the preformer that has swept the world, and become a rallying cry to many shadow communities.

The True Birth of Mother Monster

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Bondage Video) Wetsuit Bondage Torment

2011-06-27T09:40:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This is a vintage Asylum Video that was pulled by xtube very quickly back in the day before many had a chance to see it.

It was pulled because I used the word "Torture" and that is an xtube no-no word...

This video was taken at a friend's home where WetsuitJay and I were using their equiptment, and you can see at the end of the vid he finds and utilizes a weak pount in the Rubber mits attached to the chair when he really needs to...

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Spanking Video) Happy Bloody Birthday Nightcat

2011-06-25T13:26:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

On Nightcat's birthday, yours truly had the opportunity to dole out the paddling to nightcat.

Of course I was goaded and challenged to hit harder and harder.

Though dark and loud we had a great time ;)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Kinky Wierd Al "Preform This Way" Lady GaGa Spoof

2011-06-25T11:09:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Ok, I absolutly love this... I guess he still has it,

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On Manufacturer: "Wild Gasmasks"

2011-06-25T09:39:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Is it honestly necessary for me to say anything more after that picture? Shouldnt I end now?

I mean.... Damn.

The Site is called Wild Gasmasks... and they make some truly amazing creations

(Click On Any Picture To Go To Site)

And yes, they Are functioning Gasmasks.

I welcome you to check this mout, and the owners: Kat and Stego, are awesome friendly people as well.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Gear Hoarders: Buried Alive

2011-06-24T14:40:00.001-07:00

My fellow inmates,

Ok, so I took a nice picture for this one, the other side of the room at the moment is a mountain of gear, the bed in the back is a mountain of gear, WetsuitJay and My bedrooms both have gear in them...

And yet this morning I caught myself telling him when we take a roadtrip over the 4th of July, if this antique store still had that pair of fox motocross boots...

"Don't worry, we can put them on eBay if nothing else"

Yet we never do. This is a sickness...

You shall be seeing us on the discovery channel soon with people digging through the stacks...

"...Look at this, there is a brand new set of football pads here and... Wait a second, why is it sticky?"

We love our gear, and living in Seattle and being the fact we hit thriftstores, yard sales and estate sales all the time, it's here, its everywhere.

At one of the parties someone popped their head in to the playroom and said "Wow, somone had a lot of money to spend."

Actually we don't. We are just good at picking up a piece here and a piece there at awesome prices.

And yes, logic dictates that there comes a point that we should stop. A friend even said to me at one point "My god, don't you have enough gear?"

Yet I ask, is there such a thing?

I have decided that I shall be redecorating my room in gear, it puts it all at hand and it will look good to, get some of the stuff out of the playroom.

It appears that we shall have a winter project of setting up a playroom at our home on the Island. Call it the Asylum North
:-p

It's not that we are trying to keep up with the Kardashians...

Wait, does Kim Kardashian have a playroom? Ok, I think I just puked a little.

It's coming down to necessity. Lord knows we are not going to stop buying gear, just open any closet in our home and you shall find more...

And to think, 3 years ago my personal collection could have barely covered the floor of a hallway closet...

We are in big trouble :-)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Thoughts On Kink During Pride

2011-06-23T12:40:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Often I think about what I do, and the energy that I put in to it. I share everything about myself and about our lives in hopes to make a place on the net that can give a connection to those that need it.

I do realize by sharing all my kinks, and yes I do mean all, even the ones that most of us keep buried inside, that I paint a bullseye on my back for those that are looking to jeer and sneer, and yes I have heard it.

So then that little voice, that we all have inside, pops up and asks... Why?

Is this worth it? Is pride in who you are, and an open attitude worth the idiots who wander by to toss the nasty comments to make themselves feel better?

Do people appreciate all the work I put in to all of this and do they enjoy following my pathways even if they don't understand why I am exploring deeply in to the world of kinks?

Is the Rubber & Leather community shaking their heads over me kinking furry?

And does the furry community appreciate my presence or think that by me bringing the sexual aspect that lives in the shadows to the forefront and out in the limelight that I am more a blight than a welcome member?

You know the answer I come up with?

I don't give a fuck.

Yep, that's it... I created this site for me, for my friends and for the people that understand and appreciate.

Like TV you have the right to change the channel and you don't have to read me.

Right now I have a reader that has been posting negative comments anonymously, and since it only just cropped up recently logic dictates it's the same person.

Though this still means even if they hate me they are still tuning in to read the posts.

The interesting thing about the need to try to make someone else Feel bad about themselves is that the drive to do so is usually filed by the need to feel superior to someone else.

The problem with this concept is that feeling of superiority is only fleeting and now you have left doubt with another in your wake.

Self doubt is a parasite, you don't cure yourself by giving it to another.

I have, on my bed, when people are not visiting, a sleeping bag that is nice and stinky. I love it, I have a strong smell fetish, and there are even a few boys I play with that get this as well.

This morning WetsuitJay, who doesn't get my smell fetish, was curled up with me right up against that bag...

Was it enjoyable to him? No.

But he loves me and gets that small silly details such as treating an odd kink of mine as everyday common place makes our home a safe-haven for both of us to be able to have what makes us happy.

Do I expect you to relate to absolutely every post I put up?

Absolutely not, but I didn't start this blog kissing peoples asses.

What I do expect is that you see a safe place where life is about us. Who we are even deeper than the main stream fetish.

Albert Einstein said "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

And though i may be insane, I am not that crazy

If you don't like it, don't read it.

Don't forget that most likely you are gay, probably kinky, and potentially furry...

Normal does not describe us. Be fucking proud of who we are, who you are.

I don't know about you, but I know that I am odd, yet I wouldn't want it any other way.

Pride, it's an awesome thing.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Asylum's Partner's New Site: Wetsuitjay

2011-06-23T08:54:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Over the years you have all heard me talk about my partner, WetsuitJay. Many have searched for him, yet not much info has been found...

Yesterday he corrected that by opening his own site:

(Click On Pictures to go to site)

He is as feisty as I, and as proud of who he is as I. His kinks are as varied and different as mine, which is what makes us such a great mix. I welcome you to check out his new blog, and hopefully we shall see it gow in to the great spot mine has become as well.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On A Perv: HeavyGear

2011-06-22T08:01:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Each week I am trying to spotlight a new perve that strikes my fancy. This week I wish to show the beautifl pix of Heavy Gear.

Between Rubber Leather Spandex and Sportsgear he seems to be a varied as I am in interests.

Check him out:

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Yiff: The Bondage Furs #6: Mojave

2011-06-21T15:02:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

People have asked me what happened to the video stream that went with the picture of the trussed up coyote from many moths ago.

Since the Camera didn't catch the end of the scene I never edited it.

With some prodding by others i sat down last night and edited what we had.

I hope you enjoy...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) A SuperHero's Funeral: Lycra and Religion "The Superman Song"

2011-06-20T08:30:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I Hate to say, but this song gets me every time. I love his voice, and when he hits the center of the song:

"I Tarzan You Jane..."

Just wonderful...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: Gear: Victims Casualty Hypothermia Bag

2011-06-19T12:56:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I have always loved gear that you cant get out of from inside, and being Medical only makes this one more horney for yours truly:

It has all sorts of Tie Down... Uh, carrying handles... and a portal at the crotch for access... Really?

Specs:

* The interior and exterior fabrics are waterproof.

* The bottom is 1000-denier cordora and the lining and top are 200 denier oxford nylon.

* Color is black on the bottom portion and the lining.

* The top comes in international orange or black.

* The insulation used is our L-12oz

* The zippers throughout are #10 YKK zippers

* The top half of the bag separates completely from the bottom half to easily place a victim and for sanitization washing after use.

* The zippers can be opened from either end and either side depending where it is necessary to provide service to the victim.

* There is a zipper in the middle of the foot/leg area to expose a portion of either leg, if that is all that is required.

* A pocket panel can be opened at waist level for mid section access.

* Each arm has an access point that does not require opening the zipper.

* For head trauma, individual sides or for the full head access can be exposed.

* A chest pocket is located inside the bag for necessary additional heaters.

* 8 man carry feature provides adequate space on either side of the bag for on foot extractions.

* Adjustable rescue litter straps run length and width on the underside of the bag.

Weight is approximately 8 pounds

Compression stuff sack is 11" x 23" (uncompressed).

Cost is 300.00

I WANT IT!!! :-D

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Sex Amusement Park: I Want To Ride The "Gimp House"

2011-06-19T09:07:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

LEGEND:

The Tunnel of Love
The Money Shot
The Gimp House
The Last Fuck Saloon
The Enchanted Furry Forrest
Sex Information Booth
And Condom Sales

This is most definitly my kind of Amusement park. Created by a San Francisco Advertising agency for "AIDES" a French safe sex ad campaign, the amusement park is a humerous look at human behavior...

"The Safer You Play, The Longer You Stay"

Thank you to Furry News Netwoork for bringing this to my attention.

http://www.furrynewsnetwork.com/

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Kinking Ebay Part 1

2011-06-18T12:32:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Selling something? Man up and gear up we want to see it...

Kinking Ebay is like Kinking Craigslist, its all about the cool gear and the men that wear it...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) The Panic Over Frog Penis....

2011-06-18T10:55:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Welcome to the insanity of our world...

...and yes, I am sure most of you are aware that I am talking about Crazy Frog. Love him or hate him he is an animated anatomically correct frog...

Of of course people can not handle it.

I attempted to find an unedited copy of the original crazy frog Axel F video without going through the torrent system for it, and the only one I could come up with was ultra grainy and not embedable.

So, I show you now, the lesser of two evils, the two options that are available on Youtube are the blured version (Shown Here) and Vevo that completly castrated the poor guy (yes they went in and had it removed from the video)

Its a fucking penis people, get over it.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: Squarepeg Puppy Tail (and a cute puppy)

2011-06-18T09:05:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

(CLICK ON PICTURES TO GO TO SITE)

This posting is more of an excuse, to profile the adorable pup that they used the in squarepeg tail shoot, besides the fact that is is also a neat tail...

Look, I can be tacky as well...

"Look at this product..."

*Cums on puppy's back*

Wash rince repeat...

Yadda yadda yadda.... buy buy buy.... hump hump hump...

Yes, we all know that Mr. S. has awesome puppy gear... So now lets focus on the dog... whats the price on that? is there any monthy specials or discounts? Can I use a coupon?

Its always good to end on a picture of a puppybutt... Adorable puppies have the right gear...

Nuff Said...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(New Bondage Video) Rubber Bondage Boys 2

2011-06-17T14:31:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

After a long Hiatus here is the first new video in two months.

Now that everything is squared away with the computer, expect to see a lot more soon

In this video Keef is in full rubber and a Devil Dog Rubber gasmask hood...

Enjoy...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Achievement Unlocked: Fucktard!!

2011-06-17T11:20:00.001-07:00

My Fellow inmates,

Right now I am kicking myself, as I deleted my first negative comment posted by an Anonymous source, calling yours truly a Fucktard...

My first critic!!! Yay!!!

Fucktard... I like the sound of that, and I have decided I'm taking it back!

You hear that world??!! I'm no longer an asshole! I'm now a Fucktard!!!

Achievement Unlocked! Bam! Promoted!

Ill even make everyone a deal, In the future I will leave up the negative comments as well if you have the balls to post them non anonymously

Bwahahaha!!!

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Bondage in The Morning, New Video in the Afternoon

2011-06-17T08:58:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Last night I stayed up late editing some of my backed up videos. I finally broke down and bought a video editor and so now we have some standardization (Yes, the hopes for Premier fell through, my brand new computer wasn't strong enough)

So now after a long hiatus (Between projects and other external factors I haven't posted a vid in two months) Asylum has a new video that will be premiering this afternoon.

This video stars Keef in full rubber, and of course with those poor dangly bits just hanging there I had to hit... a few times... once or twice

So I Stayed up late last night installing the new editing program and editing the video. Then this morning at 6:55am, WetsuitJay poked his head in to my room (Yes if you don't know we sleep in separate bedrooms as I snore and he likes to sleep on a rock...)

It actually works out very well, opens up a spot next to me in my bed for boys to sleep in bondage...

Anyway, WetsuitJay woke me up and dragged me down to the playroom where I was stuck in a wetsuit, gagged, placed in the rescue vest, and strapped down...

For the next hour he took me to the edge, and then stopped...

He placed the Milker on me, and let it go until it popped off, over and over... laughing at my growing frustration...

And when I finally came, he grabbed on and kept going, ignoring my grunts in to the gag...

God I love this man...

Stay tuned for the video this afternoon, we now are just waiting on x-tube for the upload...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: An Interesting Rubber Shop: "Rubbermagic"

2011-06-16T09:19:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

(Click on pic to go to site)

Though the name sounds like a product that would come on an infomercial at 1am in the morning, The rubbermagic shop definatly is anything but common...

Though I have never ordered from them, they offer everything with the upgradeable option of locking zippsliders (zipper actually locks)

In my mind they are interesting enout to warrent a look, and their hazmat suits are completely customizable. you can pick the mask you want on it and more...

Check them out.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Bad Ideas In Kink #1: The Fursuit Blowtorch

2011-06-15T15:29:00.001-07:00

"I realized the scene had gone south when Fuzzpaws asked me if I was in to pain play..."

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Gear Just Found In The Wild: Motocross

2011-06-15T12:12:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

One must love gear in the wild, this was just located by WetsuitJay, has now been added to our collection, and shall look awesome over a black latex catsuit...

Awesome

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) When Furs Go Bad "Bad Touch" Bloodhound Gang

2011-06-15T11:15:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates...

Though open faced, the suits in the "bad touch" video was one of my first notions that perhaps I wasn't so odd with some of my more guarded and out there interests...

Besides, it's a great song and video...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Serious Male Bondage: Chained to Bondage Table

2011-06-15T08:30:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This video comes from Serious Male Bondage:

A boy in full rubber is chained to a bondage table to struggle...

Check out the site to see much more:

(CLICK HERE TO GO TO SITE)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

The Webcomic & The Search For An Artist....

2011-06-14T14:52:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

A few weeks ago, I announced a joint venture between Asylum and Rabbit Valley Comics.

The concept is to do a webcomic written from the twisted mind of yours truly.

So people have now been asking, what's going on with this? What's it about? When shall we see it?

Well at this time the script for the first part of the story has been accepted and the search for an artist is on...

Search for an artist?

Wait a second... In the furry community that shouldn't be that hard right?

Well it seems that the subject matter of Asylum's imagination is making it a bit more difficult to find someone to sign on...

Why is this? What's it about?

The comic is called "The Dark Ones"

It's set in the future where the current political climate has completely destroyed the middle class...

Life is about survival, misery is the norm and escapism is in high demand, be it substances, suiting, or sex...

...Or a mixture between the three...

If life wasn't hard enough, an ancient battle of good versus evil is in the process of arising once more.

Rubber, leather, and furry all intertwined.

In a world of life and death, they all fight to feel alive...

It is based loosely upon the "Murrcon" story posted here on this site.

We currently have an artist interested, yet nothing has been decided as of this point...

I sit here and type away at part two... Eagerly awaiting news of who shall take my brutal little tale in to the visual plain...

And I am just fucking excited...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Reader Contribution: LatexBunny Part 3

2011-06-14T12:00:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

One Thing That Asylum Hates to do, as you all know, is to pigionhole himself in to areas of life that people consider Mainstream.

Leather and latex can only be black?

Fuck that...

I adore Latexbunny as his gear is as colorful as he is...

Lots more to cum, but for now please enjoy his bathtub shoot ;-)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight on Gear: Dainese KTM Racing Leathers

2011-06-14T09:13:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Many Horney fantasies start with finding that perfect beautiful piece of gear for sale on the internet, and getting jumped as you go to try it on at the sellers home...

These leathers would be on that list of great gear to get jumped in...

Though I am not so sure about the sellers hair :-P

Oh well, its all about the gear, right?

Enjoy...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Rubber, Bondage, Rope, and lots of Straps...

2011-06-13T12:00:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

After a long play Hiatus, Asylum drags Rottie downstairs...

Immobilizes him...

...And just let the torment begin...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Furry Feature Film Trailer: Bitter Lake

2011-06-13T08:45:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

With my recent coverage of the "Lets Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits" Feature film that will be shot in Seattle, I was amazed to see a traler for a film premeiring at Eurofurence where very nice fursuits were utilized.

This one suprisingly looks like it could be entertaining...

I await to see what comes of it

Bitter Lake - Official trailer from EZwolf on Vimeo.

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: A New Member to the Asylum: Rubbellion Rubber

2011-06-12T15:36:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I am proud to add a latex manufacturer whose creations have been seen by all of us...

I am talking Jeffrey Gent of Rebellion rubber.

What has he created? you ask....

(CLICK ANY PICTURE OR HERE TO GO TO SITE)

I think Most Notably would be "Silk Spectre" from the movie "The Wachmen"

"Sqweegel", the rubber clad killer in CSI...

Then there is always the iconic photoshoot from "Nip Tuck" with the lace-up catsuit...

He Has Clothed The Likes Of "Bruno" (Sasha Baron Cohen)...

Joaquin Phoenix...

Brittney:

Joan Jett:

...And Yes, Even Paris Hilton...

His designs are enticing, showing a skilled hand that knows how to fashion rubber and gear.

...But what makes Rubbellion shine is not just the skill, but the fact that they will take on custom designs and make what you are looking for.

YES KIDS THEY DO BONDAGE GEAR....

This is not a circuit boy house, though they are happy to make gear for you as well. I invite you to visit their site, and explore the sections on how they operate, and view their gear.

They are just now growing, Hoods and Straightjackets soon.

Did you know Rubbellion also owns the Devil Dog Rubber line as well?

This is an exciting company to keep your eyes on, and if you are looking for a creation, contact him...

On that note, for all the rubber furs... He has already recreated the Catwoman suit from batman returns for the Metropolitan Museum of Art... Something tells me he would be thrilled to bring your squeeky fursona to life...

Click any picture or here to go to site

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Sexualizing Music: Mae West "Great Balls Of Fire"

2011-06-10T11:57:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates...

You had to respect Mae, she acted out in ways that upper class women were not supposed to act in those days...

Not allowed to...

She thrilled many, and pissed off many more who thought she should realize her place as a woman of her era...

Basically she is a gal after my own heart.

Her version of great balls of fire changes it's meaning 100%

And whoever put together this video mixed pix of her and many pretty boys...

Enjoy

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Spotlight on Gear: Simpson Dragster Masks

2011-06-10T09:04:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

As always, Asylum is on the lookout for unusual and kinky gear.

The Simpson Dragster Masks unfortunately are rare and expensive, but damn are they horny...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Rubbellion Rubber Blog: Great Sqweegel footage from Level 26

2011-06-09T09:27:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

White Latex, such a beautiful thing... If you can pull it off that is.

I have always wanted a white rubber suit, as understandably the institutional aspect of it all is a major point in what we do here...

In fact, I did try, many years ago, to have the bondage suit from "Carpe Noctem Pt 1" made....

To basically devastatingly disastrous results... That can be a story for later...

Though it did all inevitably turn out for the best as that disaster is the reason that Bodisama created the Aquala Bondage suit for us...

And what an amazing piece...

So why do I bring this all up? Well at this point I am assuming we are all aware of the character Sqweegel from CSI...

The Latex clad killer. His suits are created by Rubbellion Rubber, and they do an awesome job.

Now how many have seen the white Sqweegel from "Level 42"?

I invite you to take a look, and watch the video...

He very well may surpass even I in the twisted category :-D

Rubbellion Rubber Blog: Great Sqweegel footage from Level 26: "I found this footage on Youtube recently and was excited to see that the whole scene was just Sqweegel in the suit that I made. Warning to..."

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

My Favorite Gear-Centric Music Video Of All Time...

2011-06-08T09:27:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This Vote has to go to Daft Punk's "Around The World"...

Awesome Vid...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Found on Craigslist: Zoot Fusion Triathalon Wetsuit

2011-06-07T18:22:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Today WetsuitJay and I headed out in to the wild gearhunting.

...and here is the new wetsuit to our collection...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Check it out: Murrsuit Maker: Afterdark Fursuits

2011-06-06T20:21:00.001-07:00

My Fellow inmates,

I want you to take a look at something, no... Really take a look.

I know a lot of you have seen her ad banner on the side of my page for the last month, but I wish to take a moment and talk about Afterdark and hyenagirl.

In the furry community those that kink seem to be in the silent majority, standing quietly as the "do not hug me bros" and other silliness walks by...

Thousands of dollars are spent on suits that others tell is what we can and can not do with them.

I say until you crack open your wallet, And pay for my suit, you can blow your moralistic diatribe out of your non existent tail hole...

Furries judging furries... Priceless...

I offered on this site for a maker to step up, and have the balls to hang a dick out of a sheath in pride of what they do, of what we do.

For as surprising many that did not step up, would not step up...

Afterdark did.

Hyenagirl knew when she signed on with me that I am a champion of pride, and I have a tendency to be incendiary.

You are who you are, be it, it's your life, not theirs. Live it loud and fuck em if they can't handle it.

Weather you have, want, or already own a Murrsuit, or don't really have interest in walking that path, here is someone that has taken a chance...

On me, on you, on the community.

I invite you all to visit her page on FA, and add her account to show your support.

And if you are in the market for a suit, chat with her. She makes some beautiful creatures.

http://www.furaffinity.net/user/afterdark/

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Vintage gear Ad

2011-06-06T13:21:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

As much as I love gear, I thought this was cool to run across. Its a vintage ad for Bell Helmets showing all sorts of cool gear....

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Furry Feature Film: Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits

2011-06-05T12:01:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I found this online today, make sure you take a look at their page on Kickstart as well: (Click Pic)

...And although the fursuits in the proposal video leave a lot to be desired (psst, those are not fursuits those are halloween costumes) ... I shall give them the benifit of the doubt that they may get a real costumer if they get the backing for their film...

Take a look, and form your own opinion...

Like his idea, and want to see the movie made? Kick him a few bucks, hell what could it hurt :)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On Unusual Gear: BulletProof Vest/Lifejacket

2011-06-05T11:29:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

This was located in a Surplus Store in Portland. It is an Armored Float Vest and the sucker has to weigh 30 pounds.

And As Asylum is always about the unusual gear... I Had to pick it up...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Vintage Asylum Pix: The GF Photo Shoot

2011-06-05T08:57:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

These pictures were taken back in the days when Gearfetish was in its infancy, and was nothing more than a picture site.

I geared up at a friend's house and he took my first set of real gear pictures for me to post on the net...

And here is why one should not brand a picture with their email address... I mean Earthlink? Really?

Enjoy

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: (Gear) Bondage Helmets

2011-06-04T11:54:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates...

Ah, the simple bondage helmet. Something about having your head incased in something you can't remove is so erotic...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) My First Duct Tape Dummy #FurriesRuinEverything

2011-06-04T10:15:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

In an effort to get LeatherPanther bondage suit started, I had the duct tape dummy done for him.

Of course then the sharpies broke out, next thing I knew I had a target on my crotch, a penis on my chest, boobs, and google eyes all over...

Fucking Furries.... :)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

The Vacation: Tales Of Arcata Part 1

2011-06-03T14:01:00.000-07:00

*Caution Geek Reference Ahead*

(IGN says it's 100x better than Symphonia: In this episode Colette gets sleepy and eats a bag of cheetos)

My Fellow Inmates,

It is amazing to me how sometimes in life one must travel so far to see what sits right in front of their nose.

This has happened to me a few times in life. Usually I find that we tend to travel to far off destinations to meet people from our own back yards...

Yet on this trip I discovered more: Catharsis, belonging, and an unmatched openness and acceptance among those there that I have really never felt in other communities...

Basically this was an awesome trip...

You see, this weekend I travelled to Arcata California to the home of Coyotoy and Redfoxxix.

I decided to drive, and coming from north of Seattle, it was a 600 mile journey (Approximately 11 hours each way)

I took the trek at a leisurely pace, stopping in Portland on the way down, Where I met up with a Down Perv, had dinner, and ultimately ended up tied up in a straightjacket, 2 mountain climbing down suits, 3 negative 40 degree sleeping bags, lots of straps and a well placed vibrator...

I had a blast... As could be told by the inside of the down suit that I was wearing... What a great way to start the vacation...

The next morning I hopped in to the car...

Now this was my first time to the coast of California. People have chuckled at me about this, yet until this last february when my partner and I made our way to Tracy California, I had not been in the state in the last 27 years...

...and 7.5 hours later I found myself pulling in to the drive in front of Coyo and Red's home.

I had met Coyo before, as he had driven 6 hours to meet WetsuitJay and I, in March, but this was my first time in meeting Red. I really wasn't sure what to expect...

Pulling up to the house, I met Red and Coyo in the garage, where I got a hug from both.

I was told that Coyo was soon to be off to a sauna and would I like to join... I shall tell you what, there is nothing like random nuditivity around 2 other people you just met to say "Hi, how are you?"

We got back from the sauna feeling warm and comfy, only to make it in to the bedroom with Red and Coyo for a show and tell session of the gear I brought and the piles of suits and gear they had.

It wasn't long before I selected an Otter from the closet, slid in to him, and found myself being restrained to the corners of the bed I was laying on.

Snugs and gropes and silliness followed as I was attacked, and as the night wore on the three of us had a great time together.

As the end of that first evening came to pass we found ourselves back in the bedroom, with red curled up with "Grabbit", an adorable bunny...

As I prepared for bed myself, he offered Grabbit to me, this made me smile, Red is an awesome guy who I am happy to have met...

As for the bunny suit, I happily accepted...

You see the thing about Grabbit, Is once you are in you can't get out by yourself... You are trapped... It's a very neat idea, and a quite horny one if you ask me :-)

So once sealed within The bunny Trap, I once again came under the attack of the Coyote...

...And this was only day one...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight on: (Gear) Rifton Restraint Table

2011-06-03T10:30:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

As you all well know Asylum is all about the unusual and interesting Restraint devices.

This Table ended in a local Auction yesterday, where I was sadly warned about it 3 minutes before it ended.

So it sold at 81.00, and we have a Sad Asylum.

Though, that doesn't stop a spotlight on a potentially awesome piece.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Beware The Motorcycle Panther

2011-06-02T12:00:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

A Special Thank you to Pervybikers (Spotlighted this morning) for sharing this great picture of a Geary black panther that fits me so well...

How many fursonas get to be motorcycle transformers?

Purr...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Spotlight On A Perv: PervyBikers

2011-06-02T08:25:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I have chatted with Pervybikers for years, both him and his pup "Boots" are great guys and are right up my alley for kinky fuckers as well...

One of these days when I get to the other side of the water, I shall have a kink road-trip from London to Amsterdam to meet up with all of these guys I have chatted with over the years...

Enjoy:

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Adam Killian, Backfield in Motion

2011-06-01T21:15:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Looks like a Wide Receiver To Me...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Asylum In A Latex Fursuit

2011-06-01T17:05:00.001-07:00

Asylum Struts in a heavilly accessorised

RubberZebra Latex Seamonster creation.

My Fellow Inmates,

I am in the process of recovering from a great vacation out to California.

I have lots to share soon, but shall leave you now with the picture above, which proves Bodisama right in my opinion...

James told me that he was a bad photographer, but learned that if you fuck with a picture enough you can turn bad photography in to style.

The pic above was blurry when I started.

And now it's just insane... Funny how apropos that is...

With that, Visiting time is over...

Whatever you do don't scream to Loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Reader Contribution: Latexbunny part 2

2011-05-27T13:03:00.001-07:00

My fellow inmates,

Right now I am in Arcata California at Coyotoy and Redfoxx's home for a fur/play party (Pix later)

For now here is part two of Latexbunny's pix...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Pictures) Reader Contribution: LatexBunny Part 1

2011-05-25T09:27:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I love Kinksters that Have a different outlook on kink, and the Bunny's pix are fantastic... I thank him for sharing, Take a look

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

Kinking Out: ...On the Road Again...

2011-05-24T13:01:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Bags of Kink packed...

Heading out on the road tomorrow at noon.

First stop: Portland where I am staying with a kinky friend and meeting a new kinkster along the way as well.

Then off to Arcata California, to the home of Coyotoy and Reddfoxxxix, for play and party.

Camera is with me, I will share as I have an opportunity to...

Also taking the second leather pelt to Coyotoy, and getting measured for the creation of LeatherPanther to begin...

I am so excited :-)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Spotlight On Gear: Libidex Latex Tiger

2011-05-24T09:04:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Beauty, weather furry or not is in this rubber beast, and all the work that went in to it. An amazing peice that is only stated as costing: Price on Request.

Meaning if you have to ask...

Though I will say, if this tiger is out there and has want to be caged, contact me, for you are a pretty thing...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

What Happened To All The Kinky Stories? Secret Plan Revealed!!!

2011-05-23T09:00:00.000-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

As is in my nature, I am jumping the gun a bit... Why? cause I am excited. I guess at this point, now that I have been told that my first script is in final editing, and it should be back to me soon for review before we go to layout...

Well, I guess I can tell you what is up.

So Then, what happened to all of the kinky stories? Shall we never see another from Asylum?

Actually you shall see more, and in a new format, for Rubberasylum is authoring a new bondage webcomic.

Yup, you heard that right... We are going Visual :-)

...And yes kiddies, it shall be kinky: Rubber, leather, furry, bondage, s&m, humans & anthropomorphs, transformation, Rape, kidnap... etc etc etc...

At this point we are still early in the process, but I wanted to let everyone know what has been hogging my time recently.

...And I want to thank Rabbit Valley Comics for having faith in me on this, to have want to publish my twisted view on the world...

This should be a fantastic ride...

http://www.rabbitvalley.com/

I shall let you know more as it comes :-)

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Bondage Video) Regulation London "Vac Rac"

2011-05-22T12:29:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

One must love Rubber Bondage, especially when it holds it's captive tight, restrict ideas of escape.

This new video is from Regulation, who also in turn shall soon be added to the Asylum page...

Enjoy...

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) When Extreme Gear and Horniness Collide

2011-05-22T09:15:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Why is it when life gets extreme that the human image just gets hornier?

I'd take either side of this set of gear, weather sealed inside or strapping it immobile...

Just Yumm....

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

(Video) Gear: Helly Hanson Sea Air Survival Suit

2011-05-22T09:02:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

I have always had a love of the Helly Hanson survival suits,

And this video shows the donning of the Helly Hanson Sea Air Survival Suit, and all it's many extras...

The Problem is, I can't tell If that's just a very effeminate boy, or a masculine girl...

Oh well, focus on the gear :-)

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum

Spotlight On: (Gear) The Full Stroke Milking Machine

2011-05-22T06:00:00.001-07:00

My Fellow Inmates,

Here we take a look at the Full Stroke Masturbation Machine...

Though as you can see from the following pix, it comes with what they call a "Hands Free Harness"...

With the way it shakes in the video it looks like you could break a hip...

But at 199.99 for the whole package it seems to be an interesting piece of gear...

And besides... Hips Heal :-D

Though I was wondering... What happens if you slip out in the process? If you get trapped between the hard sleeve and the hard casing after you go soft...

"Ow, ow, ow, ow"

I don't know, there are just certain places on my body I don't want looking like hamburger meat...

You decide...

With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

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

~Rubberasylum

(Picture) Awesome Fursuit Of The Day #2

2011-05-21T14:35:00.001-07:00

This wolf by Lilleah West caught my attention today. It is defiantly a cool piece, but since he appears to need two operators, does not appear to be too practical for more than show.

One way or the other, he has my vote for the Asylum Awesome fursuit of the day.

With that visiting time is over

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

~Rubberasylum