My Fellow Inmates,
We are well aware the vids page is once again shattered in to teeny pieces... we are relying on the kindness of strangers to figure out why the page is such a cluster...
Never fear we are on it... more to cum... more always to cum :-D
With That, Visiting Time Is Over.
What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Spotlight On.... Padded Cells
My Fellow Inmates,
You Cant really get much more Iconic than the padded cell can you?
It brings back memories of a piece I wrote a few years ago... that explained my Asylum desires...
I leave you with that, and the great pix...
With That, Visiting Time Is Over. What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep. ~Rubberasylum
You Cant really get much more Iconic than the padded cell can you?
It brings back memories of a piece I wrote a few years ago... that explained my Asylum desires...
I leave you with that, and the great pix...
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Medical restraints, designed to be completely inescapable. You know when you hear the click of that lock that you are there to stay.
Most are designed with proprietary keys so only the holder can let you out, and the truly special of these tout a breaking strength of over one-thousand pounds rendering escape to be all but a pipe dream for the person caught within their grasp.
The feelings and sensations brought on by this level of helplessness hark back to the days of old style institutions where the restraints were the center of your treatment. A time before terms like "patient's rights" and "chemical restraints" were even entered in to the lexicon.
A world where just by upsetting the wrong person a patient was liable to be placed in immobilizing restraints and dark seclusion for no reason other than sport.
Your life was their say; your fate was decided for you; you were a member of the Asylum.
In this world liberties were often taken, sadists ruled the guard-stations, and patients were at their mercy. When faced with this kind of torment and seclusion the seconds would pass like hours, the hours like days, and the days like an eternity.
This was not a medical world by any stretch; this was a holding pattern for tortured souls. Odd and strange experimentations into the mind, in to sensation and human limits would take place within the depths of the institutions.
No regulation, no mercy, no way out...The time has come once again to embrace this world... My World...
Welcome to The Rubber Asylum.
Most are designed with proprietary keys so only the holder can let you out, and the truly special of these tout a breaking strength of over one-thousand pounds rendering escape to be all but a pipe dream for the person caught within their grasp.
The feelings and sensations brought on by this level of helplessness hark back to the days of old style institutions where the restraints were the center of your treatment. A time before terms like "patient's rights" and "chemical restraints" were even entered in to the lexicon.
A world where just by upsetting the wrong person a patient was liable to be placed in immobilizing restraints and dark seclusion for no reason other than sport.
Your life was their say; your fate was decided for you; you were a member of the Asylum.
In this world liberties were often taken, sadists ruled the guard-stations, and patients were at their mercy. When faced with this kind of torment and seclusion the seconds would pass like hours, the hours like days, and the days like an eternity.
This was not a medical world by any stretch; this was a holding pattern for tortured souls. Odd and strange experimentations into the mind, in to sensation and human limits would take place within the depths of the institutions.
No regulation, no mercy, no way out...The time has come once again to embrace this world... My World...
Welcome to The Rubber Asylum.
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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
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Bondage Video: Rubber Bondage Boys #1
My Fellow Inmates,
As Promised, The Very first Asylum Video that is actually Viewable in full Screen...
This is a first attempt with the new hardware and software, things shall only get better from here.
I must thank once again, Tybound, for getting us set up with the new hardware as I think he was sick of watching grainy videos...
So, as for the new vid... I have been saving this one till the new hardware got set up as I knew it was going to be long. It clocks in at just over a half hour...
You see the night before this scene Rufus had accepted an offer to be a part of our family. This made 2 rubber dogs, and domanance needed to be established and understood.
So Asylum tied Rufus down and left him in Rottie's capable hands so understandings could be worked out.
I actually was upstairs when this happened and hadn't seen the extent of the torment until I edited it yesterday...
That Rottie is an evil dog... Where did he pick up this kind of behavior?
I guess some mysteries shall never be solved :-D
Enjoy
With That, Visiting Time Is Over.
What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum
As Promised, The Very first Asylum Video that is actually Viewable in full Screen...
This is a first attempt with the new hardware and software, things shall only get better from here.
I must thank once again, Tybound, for getting us set up with the new hardware as I think he was sick of watching grainy videos...
So, as for the new vid... I have been saving this one till the new hardware got set up as I knew it was going to be long. It clocks in at just over a half hour...
You see the night before this scene Rufus had accepted an offer to be a part of our family. This made 2 rubber dogs, and domanance needed to be established and understood.
So Asylum tied Rufus down and left him in Rottie's capable hands so understandings could be worked out.
I actually was upstairs when this happened and hadn't seen the extent of the torment until I edited it yesterday...
That Rottie is an evil dog... Where did he pick up this kind of behavior?
I guess some mysteries shall never be solved :-D
Enjoy
With That, Visiting Time Is Over.
What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum
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