The sensations were incredible as Dalton began to strap me in: heavy leather straps around my second skin of rubber. Quite a feeling. Being unable to see, I could still hear fairly well through the amber hood covering my head. With breathing just slightly restricted by the two holes just beneath my nostrils, I felt and heard Dalton working: straps around the legs, straps across the torso, straps around the arms, then returning to check the tightness. He strapped my hood into place against the chair back as well. I tried to move my body, with as little success as I had hoped for, though my hands could still move. Dalton noted that immediately, grabbed a roll of electrical tape, wrapped my hands tightly to the chair arms and solved that problem. They never noted that my feet were still able to move, or they didn’t care. I passed the time tapping out Morse Code and getting into the isolation of my first serious bondage situation. For the first time in my life, I was completely restrained and unable to remove myself from a bondage situation. So this was Real Bondage. How awesome. How intense. How daunting. How wonderful. The bondage bliss continued as they left me alone.

The Studio Gum amber hood on my head is the third I purchased from that manufacturer and the best snug fit to my shaved head. Made of translucent rubber, I can only tell if it is light or dark when I am sealed inside this hood. The tight rubber becomes warm from body heat within a short time. Moving my head reminds me there is a second layer over my head in case I forget. The straps that Dalton had applied forced a face-splitting grin to appear, but no one could see it. I even laughed with pure pleasure when Dalton taped up my hands after he saw I could still move them. Time passed - no idea how long - and suddenly my right ear began to ache. Sliding on the hood at home, I always check that my ears are straight. Being so excited about the bondage chair, I forgot to do that. Here I was completely immobile, with my right ear folded over. Internal debate: Could I stand this for a while, ignoring the ache as part of the bondage, or should I get help? The internal debate came to a definite conclusion when the ear really began to hurt. Dalton came, but I could not speak, so we played “Twenty Questions” to determine the cause, whereupon he removed the hood, leaving me still totally bound from the neck down.

I always put the amber hood on myself to align the nostrils correctly, which can be a problem with such a tight hood and such small holes. So we decided the best thing to do was replace it with a black Polymorphe hood. Though not the eye-catching amber of the Studio Gum hood, it was awesome enough that I immediately ordered one when I returned home.
After Dalton got the new hood on me, with ears properly positioned, he bound my head to the chair again and left me. It felt great and time passed - again not sure how long.

Next, Dalton suggested a Maxcita canvas sleepsack in a horizontal strap bed, suspended from the ceiling by springs. I offered to get back into the amber hood, which really is my favorite. This time I checked my ears carefully and was ready for a much longer time. They got me zipped and strapped inside the sack. The suspension went well. Dalton revolved me. There was some bouncing, which I was able to make happen on my own as I tested my bondage. Time passed and I found my hearing seemed enhanced, noticing things I would never have noted before: individual cars passing in the street outside, a fan, footsteps, the sound of low conversation and the click of computer keyboards. Suspended in the canvas sack was soothing, relaxing and again I was looking forward to a long time in total bondage.

Then I noticed my right arm, inside the interior sleeve, was getting numb. Not good. This debate was even shorter than the ear debate. A grunt for help brought Dalton in a couple of seconds. “Twenty Questions” is a game that he plays very well. Within a few seconds, he identified the problem from my grunts and head gestures. The hood stayed on, but the sack was loosened just enough to free my arm to flex it and regain circulation. I stayed in the bondage, but not with the arm back in the sleeve. Dalton re-strapped the canvas sack around my arms, just not quite so tight. I continued to enjoy my bondage after the short interruption. When they released me, both Mark and Dalton assured me that such things happen, and it is better to be safe and comfortable than sorry and numb.

Low Maintenance and I arrived on a Wednesday and went to see Mark and Dalton, sharing supper with them at a local restaurant as we talked. Thursday, I was wearing one version of my Steelwerks Extreme chastity cage. We talked about how the cage looks and works. A custom piece of art, it has 9 major parts, some of which are interchangeable, making more than a dozen combinations possible, This day featured the urethra tube in the domed and vented cap with pointed screws which press painfully into the glans when I have an erection.

That same day, Dalton had Low Maintenance simply try on a leather isolation mask.  Next thing we knew, Dalton had him on the 'Gingerbread' table about a foot off the floor, wrapped in plastic and duct tape.  Low Maintenance really enjoys his quiet time when bound like this, so we left him alone, monitoring him on video and audio from an adjacent room.  He told me actually fell asleep for a time, which is awesome, as I am not yet to that point.

Later the same day they put me into an orange/brown leather straitjacket, wanting to try out the newly assembled steel bondage bed in the garage...I mean Research and Development Lab...downstairs, with my steel chastity cage as a third focal point.  A matching leather muzzle from Sinvention completed the picture.  It took a couple of guys to get me over the edge and safely into the bed, since my arms were completely useless.  Mark was excited about using the snowboard boot binders he had mounted at the foot of the bed and Dalton proceeded to strap me into the bed until I was unable to move.  Mark shot video and photos as usual and got some closeups of the new bed, the outstanding strait jacket and the steel cage at my crotch.  When all was finished with me strapped in for a while, Low Maintenance turned off the lights and closed the door as they left for supper.  I managed to holler “Hey!” through the muzzle as the door closed and darkness enclosed me.

Two days later we returned. I had reworked my steel chastity cage to include the flat cap with steel points and was wearing my blue rubber surf suit (E7 gear) under street clothes.  They wanted a video interview demonstrating the new version of the Steelwerks Extreme cage I was wearing.  I actually ended up removing it, after only about 5 or 6 hours of wear, during the interview to show the process of removal and how it works, as well as showing parts of the cage and the pointed screws which inflict intense pain to the head of my cock.

Later, after the interview, Low Maintenance found himself wearing a leather jock on a narrow bed for some horizontal suspension.  Dalton wrapped him with leather belts around his body and the bed from head to foot while he was wearing a leather hood.  He was also wearing leather arm splints and helpless mitts from Sinvention. Dalton then attached chains to the bed and we worked the hoist handles to lift him off the floor to begin a slow spin as he sank into bondage bliss.  Then I stripped off my street clothes to just blue rubber, putting on my blue Kink Engineering hood and steel collar to attend to him.  As the video ran and the still camera clicked, I was creating physical sensations all over his body with fingers, a Wartenberg wheel, ice cubes and a vibrator.  Dalton soon wrapped him in plastic as well.  After the scene ended, Low Maintenance said he had enjoyed every second of his bondage.  I had also enjoyed every second of his bondage.

After we let him out, it was again my turn for some bondage.  I stripped off the blue rubber, switching to my black latex strait jacket suit.  This suit, from Skin Tight Rubber, covers me from neck to toe, except for a hole at my genitals, through which we used my black latex cock sheath, since my cage had been removed earlier during the interview.  The emphasis this time would be the straps used to bind me, rather than the chastity cage.  My hood ended up being a great gas mask SBI had in its inventory.  We returned to the Research and Development garage to use the new bondage bed.  Strapped down this time with white hospital restraints from Segufix, I could not move.   The guys had put me in my black leather logger boots for the snowboard boot bindings, but the rest of me was just in rubber.  Segufix straps require a special magnet key to remove the locks.  No way out otherwise.  Low Maintenance did some breath play on me as I lay struggling and helpless during the video shoot.  I finally just lay there and enjoyed the scene.  I had no choice.  Still fairly new to total bondage like this, my endurance does not yet last the length of time Low Maintenance can handle.  One thing occurred to me as I lay there helpless:  I’d like to try raising the head of the bed to see how much of a difference it makes to the experience and my ability to go longer.  Maybe next time.  Maybe all night!

Our final day at SBI finally arrived.  The time had gone fast.  Three days at SBI out of four days in San Francisco were great, as far as we were concerned.  I was again in my blue rubber suit and chastity cage when we arrived.  For a couple of hours, we assisted in an experimental scene testing some expanding foam for a radical idea envisioned by another friend 'ModeNarr' on FetLife.  While I won’t go into details here, it became obvious that some tweaking to his idea is still needed and we discussed it.  After cleaning up the foam and putting items away, we put Low Maintenance into a Maxcita canvas suspension sleepsack, strapping him in and attaching the sleepsack to the hoist with chains for vertical suspension, which has been one of his pet dreams.

Later that day, the popular mummification artist 'MummyEd' arrived but had time to do only one mummification.  As Low Maintenance likes that kind of bondage and I am still unsure how I would handle it, I stepped back and captured video of the scene as Mummyed did his quality wrapping.  After the wrapping was done, we had some great conversation outside the room as Low Maintenance sank into his bondage bliss yet again.  Watching him and talking with him afterward made me realize I want to try it, but we had run out of time in San Francisco.  Our visit had come to an end.  A realization has come to me, thanks to my visits to SBI:  I am no longer alone. That thought feels great and I will continue to explore bondage and its endless possibilities.  Both Low Maintenance and I had some amazing experiences at SBI.  My purchases in San Francisco included a gray rubber hood, which I love and plan to use regularly with my other hoods.

Below are some of my favorite pictures, me in the new (to me) gray rubber hood, comforting my “little brother” Low Maintenance, in his leather hood while he is bound.

Here you can see the steel points inserted fully into the flat cap of my Steelwerks chastity cage. I managed 15 continuous hours on Sunday and was in pain much of that day. It was great!

During one session, I am wearing all my blue rubber gear and steel collar, working on Low Maintenance while he is suspended.

Low Maintenance was even kind enough to lock me up in my hood in our hotel room at night.

I’ve been enjoying hoods for a while, but had never tried this Sinvention muzzle until this visit to SBI.

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