Video: The Boy in The Grey... Wait is that Squirm?

My Fellow Inmates,

During our August Party, Squirm & Stomper, The owners of Rubberzone.com, came up to pay us a visit.

Squirm stuck around after the party a bit to visit, and kind of got caught in front of the Camera for once :)

Since I have always made it a policy never to show my bottoms faces, weather they care or not, and we were only playing with a hood for about half of the scene...

I have cropped the vid so the action is the star rather than the face of the captive...

Enjoy :)






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

~Rubberasylum

I'd Rather be told to fuck off than never known how they felt

My Fellow Inmates,

Today a boy left me a message on Yahoo messenger asking me if I was free on Friday evening... This in its own right spawns today's topic...

Right this moment, there are boys out there that I have talked to over the years, perhaps even played with, who sit in wait, expecting that eventually I will send them a message telling them I have finally come to my senses and want them back... My god, I cant live without them, hurry now before I blow my load upon the keyboard as I type....

Yeah...

So this boy sends me a message and asks of me if I am free to pay attention to him this weekend, and what does he get in response? An invite to join WetsuitJay, Rottie and I to our home on the island, where we are meeting new pups that just relocated to this area..

So what is my point then...

Look, I have many people that want my attention, Many people that have come and played and want to come back... Many people who have met us and want to come play... and many people who have never met me but fight hard on the internet to garner my attention in the hopes that they will get an invite up..

Is this ego? No... Look, here is the point, with me, with any other Top, or with anything that you want in life...

If you sit on the sidelines hoping that karma will drop your expectations in your lap... you will get to know the sidelines well...

Those boys that chance rejection, and yes does it suck.... but those boys that chance rejection, on the off chance that they get a positive response... These are the ones that cause people to notice, be it play or real life...

Show me that you are willing to put your soul on the line...

Show me that you are willing to chance that I am busy..

What makes this boy special is that once his gear goes on he sinks deep in to submissive territory, and I have watched him be a toy at a party that all fucked with. I have watched him get off on this as he was in the right head space..

And I know that if I would have told him "I am sorry, pup, I am busy." That he would have been disappointed, but he would have asked again in a week or two.

We play deep emotional games. I respect those most that are willing to show themselves fully open to me before we are ever willing to enter the playroom...

So you may get a no....

So you may hear that I am not interested...

So you may not be my type...

But what if you never asked, because you assumed you were not, and ended up wondering for ever if you handed up a chance to come visit by never asking...

In playrooms as it is in life...

You want to be a writer? Finish the damn Novel...

You want to be a runner? Lose the damn weight...

For my first play scene ever I contacted a top I really wanted to play with, and was told I was too fat for his tastes... I worked the nest year and lost 50 pounds, and contacted the same top back again... To this day that first scene is still one of my most memorable...

yes it is easy to say "fuck you if you dont want me as I am."

But many people forget that there actually is competition out there, and for every person who is unwilling to fight for what they want there are 10 who will, I did... How serious are you?

Life isn't easy, and its too short to question how you will feel if you fail... it happens, its life... this is why they make Prozac.

Man up, live it... and if you want it, take it... If you can't handle it, step aside...

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

~Rubberasylum

Strength is only unshattered Glass

My Fellow Inmates,


Oh my God, Becky... Asylum is blogging again, like actually saying something, Alert TMZ!!!

Now on to the blog...

Here is a newsflash that none of us want to talk about.... we as humans are fragile...

There you go: Cut, print, go to press....

What, really, I actually need to expand upon this?... fine...

No matter who you are... You, me, Queen or guttersnipe we all have well guarded pieces of ourselves that if the right person pissed on we would crumble, get defensive, get angry, and in some cases may cause even the biggest and strongest to cry...

Yes my dears, this is why the lord dog created Thorazine...

Most of us spend our lives hiding this shit away in front of a strong facade. Some are horrified at the thought of that facade ever being broken, some fantasize about it, wondering what may actually exist back there, behind the barrier.

This is a question very few of us can answer, usually when someone opens them selves up in a way that their barrier gets hit, only hair line cracks appear. We patch those over with speculation, spackle with justification and apply a thicker patch of jadedness for the next time we decide to lay ourselves on the line.

But what about when you seek it? Yes pain exists in all of us, and I will be the first to tell you that daemons will not be exorcised by the tip of a single tail.

This level of play is powerful, be it mental or physical the levels of trust involved are very high. One needs to be aware, if this is new territory for a bottom, you have no ideas how you will react... Period.

One can talk all they wish to beforehand, one can be warned of all the hazards along the way in this deeply mental type of play, and yet you shall be sideswiped.

I invite you to think about this now. If you gave me the opportunity to... How far could I dig through your mind before we hit the first booby trap? What parts of your life are shaky enough that if I forced you to question them you would tell me to fuck off in fear that I would topple that house of cards? How close could I push you to that mental edge, where everything cracked, and all walls fell, before your survival instinct kicked in?

No,no all spectrums have many colors, and one persons fantasy is another's nightmare.

Yup, that's it period, fin, end of take, cut, print, and put to roll... Look, 3 Weeks ago Klausbndg, and yes, the same Klaus from the 9th Cumming of Klaus previously posted on here, was found after a night of self play utilizing ethyl Chloride...

Now I was planning on coming on here and chastising all for use of this evil substance... but lets be honest... in the last 3 years I have lost friends on self play through Amyl Nitrite, Nitrous Oxide, Ethyl Chloride, and just normal self breath control gone wrong...

Guess what there is no connecting factor besides the fact that they have now all passed..... and yes... I have discovered that even I... one that has held such strength for so long.. can faultier for a bit....

its glass... its human....

I was going to post a memorandum for Klaus here, but have since found out that his mother found his cell phone with his recon app on it that credited me for all his pix... this probably brought her to my recon profile which brought here here...

If you are reading this at this time Ma'am... your son, though he never had the ability to tell you he was gay, or who he was inside, was an amazing man... he joined us for a few visitits, and one party where he found new friends, and new acquaintances..

I must say I can not understand the hurt you must feel, but I am happy to have met him, and I hope that you can someday accept and understand the person that he found in himself, and related to on his exploratory trips here to Seattle...

It is out of respect for the chance that you may actually read this that I shall not post the memorandum I wish to at this time... we all need time to heal, we all need time to greave...

And at times like this no one needs an asshole like me tossing a baseball at an exposed sheet of glass...

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

~Rubberasylum