Ah, day two... settled in, and the playroom at where we are staying looks like a gear bag threw up... Not a bad thing mind you, its just everywhere :-)
For anyone wondering why we are seeing a rare image of Asylum bottoming, here is why. Very few people in this world understand me, I like it that way. my good friend, Afoxrider, has figured out the buttons over the years, and I enjoy someone capable of pushing them...
...And with my daily crusade in being a champion of making what we do more about the experience of pleasure than how people see us, and now allowing ourselves to be roped in to one category be it top, bottom, rubber or leather... Asylum decided to heed his own words.
So Yups, been a piggy so far, feel great... and later today I plan on attacking our host as a thank you :-D
But for now, back to yesterday...
For yesterday we were visited by Rottyboy and Simplekink to add in to the play mix...
And Play we did:
Rottie was the first victim of the day, and never fear, a video of this scene was taken. This was a great first for the dog in our relationship. for normally he needs the Venus to get off, and last night for the first time ever he came at my hand... he is such an amazing pup, we are fortunate to have him.
Next, WetsuitJay and Afoxrider tormented a boy that goes by 'Simplekink', he was put in the rubber sleepsack, rebreather hood, and activated aggravated until he made a god awful mess... We pay so much for these toys, why are we never allowed to have nice things that people don't just cum all over? I ask you...
In the process of them finding a cute boy to torture, Asylum was left to just twiddle his thumbs. This worried the masses and so they decided to put me somewhere where I was unable to hurt myself or others...
Dinner then came and went, and even a movie... Yet asylum was distracted by Afoxrider reapplying the restraint cuffs on the bondage table. So of course I offered my services just in case he needed some assistance in making sure that the cuffs were in the right place to be useful.
After some more adjusting and a few clicks, I knew I was locked in. The hood that was used on the boy earlier was now slid on me, I could feel his sweat inside. A rubber blanket was tossed on top, and the torments began.
...And after what resulted in an explosive thank you to the top, Asylum was bedded down for the night...
...Goodnight Moon, Goodnight Asylum...
With That, Visiting Time Is Over.
What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum
