Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Gear Review: Stearns VR Versatile Rescue Vest

My fellow inmates,

Day 4, The Asylum Challenge...

As Promised, Asylum's first gear review... Let's start with one of the newest toys at the asylum: the Sterns VR Versatile Rescue Vest...

Wait, you say, Sterns? Vest? You mean like life jacket?!! You must be joking...

Oh no my naive little rubberpervs... Please do not confuse my random hysterics with joking...

...And before you click away, I ask you to hear me out. For hiding within the guise of a lifejacket, is a top notch piece of bondage gear....





Built in to this vest is a rescue harness that offers quite a bit of potential...





Since the vest is made for water rescues, the straps or strap loops don't have the danger of ripping out... And while we are restraint straps, this vest is dripping in them...

From 5 cross body straps, 2 crotch straps, shoulder straps tighten, and a tow strap that circles the chest with a large O ring in the center of the back..

So why should this matter to me you ask...





A few reasons...

First, the fact that all straps are reinforced means strong anchor points all over the torso that won't rip out...

Attach his mitts anywhere along his torso, then lock a chain from the o-ring on his back to any static point....

The crotch straps will guarantee he won't slip out, and besides, ant time he pulls on the chain, the chest strap shall tighten down on him.

Speaking of this, these vests also offer the best hogtie option available.




Run the rope or straps from his ankles through the o ring on his back, then attach the wrists to the same o-ring.

Now the whole hogtie is supported on his chest rather than the wrists. This position can be held for much longer and with much more enjoyment.

Priced at an average of 160.00, this vest is cheaper than many bondage vests of equal inescapeability I have seen, it also has the added plus of being heavily padded, and it floats...

Hot tub or swimming pool bondage anyone?





Besides, it makes a great gift... Lord knows my Christmas morning was much more entertaining when I found this pervable under the tree for me :)

My gear factor ratings shall be based on strengths, weaknesses, shortcuts, overkills, usability as designed and pervability beyond initial intentions...

With that said:

Gear Factor Rating: 5/5

With that visiting time is over...

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

~Rubberasylum

Monday, January 3, 2011

Prison Suits & Electro: The things we do for love

My fellow inmates,

Day 3, Asylum challenge...

I sit here at the moment waiting for the pup to get dressed: First his catsuit, then the first time in the prison suit of which he is trying to figure out... Sure I could help him....

Perhaps I should warn him that rubber that thick has a tendency to be ice cold... But he is about to figure that out, so why state the obvious....

*sigh, it needs me, self zipping suits, is that too much to ask for?

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We are at the house on the island, no playroom, well... Ok a space that was to be so, and hidden, yet the builder finished the room and left it open for others to see...

So now we play in here when we are up, no dedicated furniture to speak of...

We use what we have around that's dual purpose and won't be asked about since the family is up here a bit without us around: Inversion tables, camping cots... Today, we try to perve out an old piece of lawn furniture...

It's actually quite interesting in it's potential. Heavy plastic, with slots all over... It's just asking for straps to be run through.

It is white trash bondage at it's best...








Hidden bins and boxes get dragged out, as does the bags we brought from home. Straps begin to weave their way around the waiting pup...








The doggie needed some practice in understanding the concept that when one is in bondage they don't have a say in their plight... Expectations of the tied up subject in this home is to ride the ride that provided for him... No matter what may come.








Electro and clothespins followed, as the pain rose conversations of what was to come for my entertainment in the future after new and harder training sessions were discussed.

Visions of the eventual padded cell, and a gagged rubberpup whining and writhing as the electro ramps up and up against his will, coursed through my mind bringing a smile to my face...

The pups pained grunts echoed through the house as his whines and squirms brought on an inevitable reaction from me...







*sigh... Well as far as I was concerned I was done, so I sat down to contemplate these writings...

My pledge for a daily post may have been a bit ambitious, I mean I kink a lot, but not seven days a week...

Then it hit me...

...Well actually the boy's continued struggles and grunts poked their nose in to my thought stream...

It needed to addressed...

The electro was removed so I could hear myself think... Yet the clothespins were left on to serve as constant reminder of the growing ache he couldn't stop, and who still held control...







So, back to my previously derailed train of thought...

I realized, while watching the pup struggle in gear, our gear, that the collection we have amassed of kinky toys and perved out other objects actually makes us a potential resource to others...

So with that said it looks like tomorrow shall be my first gear review...

As for the pup... Perhaps I shall see how he's doing with those clothespins in about an hour...

With that, Visiting time is over...

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

~Rubberasylum

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Go fuck yourself...

My fellow inmates,

Asylum is on vacation at the moment, so the first few postings of the year shall not have any pictures due to this program that I am using on my phone actually not having the capability for it....

Oh well, just means more to share when I return.

One thing I do wish to mention, and I shall happily post a banner for him when I get home, Is we have been mentioned by "Ruff Stuff's Blog".

We wish to thank Ruff, and ask that you check out his blog as well which is always a great sours of entertainment.

So,

Let's start this off with a subject near and dear to all of our hearts: Self play, and dangerous self play at that...

You see, I know that all of us, in the days before we found others to trust our lives with for a thrill, that we all solo played and probably each have a few close calls that we can share as a cautionary tale to those who are still in the solo exploratory stages.

So yes, I wish to try an experiment. I am going to so the one thing that usually makes bloggers look like complete twits if it all backfires and no one responds...

Ask you for your input...

I have shared my few brushes with death... I've shown you mine... Now show me yours...

What was your scariest or stupidest solo play experience?....