My Fellow Inmates,
I wanted to hop in here real quick and drop a note to everyone that follows my blog.
No bones aside, Asylum has been distracted recently. Between my camera going tits up, (which is why I haven’t had many new pix to share in the Asylum club), and trying to get myself back on the gym bandwagon, I have had many things on my mind.
Sadly this blog has not been high priority.
But to my own defense, as anyone knows who reads these ramblings, or knows me… Unless we are talking a boy strapped to a table in head to toe gear… I tend to have a hard time focusing on anything for too terribly long.
That aside. I promised the writings of my past and that you shall get. I already have a title for it, but that shall remain veiled until I am ready to share the story. Since I am writing this for Mr. Mitchell, and the rest of you sick voyeurs are just reading over his shoulder in a public forum…
Let’s give a moment for that insanity to sink in…
…Well with that I shall keep it to myself for now. As for other topics I have discussed in the past, let me touch on a few with some updates…
Asylum moving again to a larger place:
Well this is all up in the air at the moment. We may or may not move. Sadly we are not sure at this time. Here is the bottom line though:
If we move the new play space is larger. Asylum will also have space to acquire other larger pieces of gear (like the previously mentioned Stryker Gurney), yet the normal everyday household projects will be immense as the home needs a lot of updating to bring it out of the 1970’s. So with that Asylum’s time will be limited for a healthy amount of time. The downfall to this is although there is a lot of room in the new house, the space to build a padded cell (and have it not take up too much of the play space, or be out in a spot family may see it) is questionable and will have to be figured out if not axed all together.
If we stay here then the work on the padded cell can begin. Anyone that has been in Asylum’s play space knows although we have a decent sized space it is a bit cramped in there as well, no room to add any more bondage structures. We could add-on to the current structures, and we have talked about it… But that’s all up in the air pending the answers on the new home.
Asylum’s Work:
I know I mentioned before the impending doom of a strike in this wonderful economy. I can not remember if I gave an update. Well we are good. No Strike. My Job has frozen hiring until January and is allowing natural attrition to save them money in these tough times. Although I hate unions I firmly believe that being in one is saving my butt right now. What would corporate America do to save money if the resulting PR nightmare would not backlash upon them?
I shutter to even think.
Rubberfreak’s Catsuit:
As you all know Rubberfreak made a deal with the… Asylum… where I got a bed harness and 10 humane restraints and in trade he would get a catsuit. Well Asylum does not do anything on the cheap. Kind of one of my downfalls really. It has been decided that the boy’s catsuit will come from Cocoon. It will be a bondage suit as well… I can’t tell you any more as the boy reads this blog as well. I will share as the situation unfolds in the future, and we will definitely have pix of the boy in his new gear when he finally gets locked inside it J
With that, I have a date today to go through 10,000 records… Yes Asylum is a vinylphile of the worst kind. So I am off, if there is any other topics that need updates let me know. As for the writing those of you waiting for Carpe Noctem part 4… No worries I am working on it, it will definitely be a while though… heh J
With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…
Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep
Rubberasylum
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
The Creation of a monster...
My Fellow Inmates,
As you well know Asylum has been working hard on his magnum opus “Carpe Noctem”...
...of which I must say I have received nothing but amazing feedback from, and for that I appreciate.
But as life goes one can not live within fantasy for too long. As well as we know sometimes reality can bypass fantasy in many many surprising ways.
Though it may surprise many Carpe Noctem does have some basis in fact within Asylum’s heart.
With that said…
The next few blogs shall focus upon the creation of my reality
Asylum’s past and path, tears and triumphs, successes and downfalls….
The story of me meeting the man who shaped my world: Mr Mitchell.
I was his slave for 2 years during my early 20’s. He was my mentor, torturer, confidant and friend.
He took things from me, and not always willingly mind you. Since he has now given me his blessing to retell the tale, I shall.
It may take a few days as this is one that must be written right…
As for the rest of the insanity, I have been very busy recently between a new work schedule and visitors out to experience some of the asylum’s unique form of treatment options.
*We are still not covered by Medicare, but are working on this… Stay Tuned… Ball waxing an “elective procedure”… right*
As for the return of the generalized insanity… well they think they have now properly medicated Asylum, I have been released upon my own recognizance and I am no longer a threat to society.
My Thorazine enemas make me feel all warm, fuzzy, and wet inside J
Beyond that I leave you with one last thought…
“Drop your panties Sir William I can not wait until lunchtime!”
Hrm… then again perhaps we should have that dosage adjusted…
With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…
Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep
Rubberasylum
As you well know Asylum has been working hard on his magnum opus “Carpe Noctem”...
...of which I must say I have received nothing but amazing feedback from, and for that I appreciate.
But as life goes one can not live within fantasy for too long. As well as we know sometimes reality can bypass fantasy in many many surprising ways.
Though it may surprise many Carpe Noctem does have some basis in fact within Asylum’s heart.
With that said…
The next few blogs shall focus upon the creation of my reality
Asylum’s past and path, tears and triumphs, successes and downfalls….
The story of me meeting the man who shaped my world: Mr Mitchell.
I was his slave for 2 years during my early 20’s. He was my mentor, torturer, confidant and friend.
He took things from me, and not always willingly mind you. Since he has now given me his blessing to retell the tale, I shall.
It may take a few days as this is one that must be written right…
As for the rest of the insanity, I have been very busy recently between a new work schedule and visitors out to experience some of the asylum’s unique form of treatment options.
*We are still not covered by Medicare, but are working on this… Stay Tuned… Ball waxing an “elective procedure”… right*
As for the return of the generalized insanity… well they think they have now properly medicated Asylum, I have been released upon my own recognizance and I am no longer a threat to society.
My Thorazine enemas make me feel all warm, fuzzy, and wet inside J
Beyond that I leave you with one last thought…
“Drop your panties Sir William I can not wait until lunchtime!”
Hrm… then again perhaps we should have that dosage adjusted…
With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…
Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep
Rubberasylum
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Asylum Celebrates 25!
My Fellow Inmates,
Welcome to the 25th blog... This means Asylum could actually keep far enough away from the bottle to remember what the hell he was doing and complete a task to a milestone…
Yay me!
So let’s talk turkey and see what we got on the plate for this evening, shall we?
Twenty-five blogs… this means either I have a hell of a lot more to say than anyone else on Guyzingear, or I am just in desperate need of a gag… not sure, and lets not dwell on that too long, k? Ok… moving forward…
The key to a lasting diatribe is to figure out what worked and what didn’t so we can move forward in the future…
So…
Song of the week: Stupid… Axed… Next!
Pissing on R***n’s Shoes… Works for me…
Carpe Noctem: Seems to be popular. Part 3 shall be worked on Saturday afternoon. Part 4 is already planned. Wait to see what happens once we get out of the padded cell… More on that later…
The Devil & the rubber boy: A story just waiting to follow in Carpe Noctem’s shoes… You have no idea where Asylum intends to take this one… Thank you to Latex05 who retrieved this one from Rubberzone’s grasp…
Tales of boys falling in to Asylum’s clutches… Always, if you also want to find yourself another statistic of the Asylum… email me… who knows J
Serious improper overuse of the ellipsis (…) you bet your sweet Bippy!
I enjoy what I do. I don’t apologize for what I say. I am feisty, opinionated, and I shoot straight. I ask… no actually I demand the same from those I associate and play with…
Why?
Well frankly it all comes down to one thing… Trust.
We play hard, we play rough… You are gagged, or trussed up, and you are required to find the mindset that what is happening is out of your control. Safety is always guaranteed but once you find that mind space where you feel you can’t call “mercy” to the edges of your nerves being plucked, you will find new spaces to hide in… This is where we want to take you.
It doesn’t always work, and some times it takes the right person to float to this space… but all in all the bottom line is that you push yourself.
You always have the ability to call emergency, but that’s it… no outs, no stops, only true emergency. Gagged, locked down and pushed… pushed hard…
Without trust you can’t go there. Without handing trust I can’t take you. I had a friend recently tell me from his observations I tend to take people to places they didn’t realize they could go…
I don’t agree with this.
I think some people fear me, and with that it helps the mind set that they have when they play with me. Fear allows deeper play no matter how hard I may or may not push. It allows a flexible mind.
If you are not open we will go nowhere. If you are unable to open your mind to deeper concepts or control endorphins through pain play, then we shall only go as far as the mental limits you have set in place.
I can give you the instructions to the proper pathways. If you are willing to give in and listen to me as we walk together. I am happy to drag you behind me, but with that it still requires your consent.
And with that it also requires trust. I have actually had a boy lie to a friend of mine recently. He will never play with me. As my friend stated as deep as we play; to break that trust once… its over. It will never happen.
I agree whole heartedly…
If all you want to do is play tie up games go elsewhere…
If you truly want to be taken, be yourself and seek out a Top that can take you places you have never dreamed. Trust requires honestly. With yourself, with them, with what you want. A single lie can take you to places you have never wanted to go. I know people that have learned this lesson the hard way…
Scat anyone?
Here is to another 25! J
With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…
Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep
Rubberasylum
Welcome to the 25th blog... This means Asylum could actually keep far enough away from the bottle to remember what the hell he was doing and complete a task to a milestone…
Yay me!
So let’s talk turkey and see what we got on the plate for this evening, shall we?
Twenty-five blogs… this means either I have a hell of a lot more to say than anyone else on Guyzingear, or I am just in desperate need of a gag… not sure, and lets not dwell on that too long, k? Ok… moving forward…
The key to a lasting diatribe is to figure out what worked and what didn’t so we can move forward in the future…
So…
Song of the week: Stupid… Axed… Next!
Pissing on R***n’s Shoes… Works for me…
Carpe Noctem: Seems to be popular. Part 3 shall be worked on Saturday afternoon. Part 4 is already planned. Wait to see what happens once we get out of the padded cell… More on that later…
The Devil & the rubber boy: A story just waiting to follow in Carpe Noctem’s shoes… You have no idea where Asylum intends to take this one… Thank you to Latex05 who retrieved this one from Rubberzone’s grasp…
Tales of boys falling in to Asylum’s clutches… Always, if you also want to find yourself another statistic of the Asylum… email me… who knows J
Serious improper overuse of the ellipsis (…) you bet your sweet Bippy!
I enjoy what I do. I don’t apologize for what I say. I am feisty, opinionated, and I shoot straight. I ask… no actually I demand the same from those I associate and play with…
Why?
Well frankly it all comes down to one thing… Trust.
We play hard, we play rough… You are gagged, or trussed up, and you are required to find the mindset that what is happening is out of your control. Safety is always guaranteed but once you find that mind space where you feel you can’t call “mercy” to the edges of your nerves being plucked, you will find new spaces to hide in… This is where we want to take you.
It doesn’t always work, and some times it takes the right person to float to this space… but all in all the bottom line is that you push yourself.
You always have the ability to call emergency, but that’s it… no outs, no stops, only true emergency. Gagged, locked down and pushed… pushed hard…
Without trust you can’t go there. Without handing trust I can’t take you. I had a friend recently tell me from his observations I tend to take people to places they didn’t realize they could go…
I don’t agree with this.
I think some people fear me, and with that it helps the mind set that they have when they play with me. Fear allows deeper play no matter how hard I may or may not push. It allows a flexible mind.
If you are not open we will go nowhere. If you are unable to open your mind to deeper concepts or control endorphins through pain play, then we shall only go as far as the mental limits you have set in place.
I can give you the instructions to the proper pathways. If you are willing to give in and listen to me as we walk together. I am happy to drag you behind me, but with that it still requires your consent.
And with that it also requires trust. I have actually had a boy lie to a friend of mine recently. He will never play with me. As my friend stated as deep as we play; to break that trust once… its over. It will never happen.
I agree whole heartedly…
If all you want to do is play tie up games go elsewhere…
If you truly want to be taken, be yourself and seek out a Top that can take you places you have never dreamed. Trust requires honestly. With yourself, with them, with what you want. A single lie can take you to places you have never wanted to go. I know people that have learned this lesson the hard way…
Scat anyone?
With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…
Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep
Rubberasylum
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