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Before I get into this bondage story illustration business, allow me to give you some background information about myself.  Back in the days before I got into creating and producing bondage photography art, I found my release in penning erotic bondage stories.  Made quite a name for myself on IRC as a bondage story telling scribe in the imaginary world of on-line Gor.  Kajira flocked to my cyber room which pissed off more than a few "Masters", especially those of the warrior class.  Much to my delight I must add.    Pushed my belly away from the keyboard, got off my pretentious ass, (still pretentious but as least I'm not sitting on it any more) turned in my pyjamas for street clothes and put that chapter of my life far, far behind me.  My on-line nick was and still is Masato which is what the M in Uncle M stands for.  I might add that I was famous for never quite completing a story which was done on purpose to create some suspense and give my work a sort of cliff hanger twist.  "The Long Lesson"   www.boundstories.net/storieslr… part one  www.boundstories.net/storieslr… part two is no exception.  Now...onto the illustration part of this journal. I crossed paths with a like minded bondage artist here on dA who creates some pretty cool bondage drawings.  He takes the time to dream up a little story for each drawing which adds a lot of life to the drawings.  In our exchanges this artist made it known to me that he has a bit of a fetish for a certain type of footwear on a model and that bondage photos of this nature were a rare find indeed.  Simple, inexpensive, attractive, easy to find and totally in keeping with my style of photography bondage.  What the hell...lets make this guy happy I thought so I have set things up for our very next shoot.  Fair is fair, I'm dealing with a gentleman of honour and I asked that he do an illustration from one of my stories and suggested The Long Lesson.  I'll be damned...he was not only well aware of the story but had it committed to memory.  Stunned the hell out of him too when he realized that I am the author.  This artist friend of mine is   3may5sq1 3may5sq1.deviantart.com/ … his first illustration fav.me/d52bwm6 for the story is complete.  Please read my comment on this piece.  3may5sq1 has put a lot of work and effort into getting the drawings as true to life as possible.  Not a bad likeness of my wife at all.  Drop by and have a look...put this guy on your watch list if you already have not.  you are not going to want to miss his instalments.  Oh....go and read the story.  Cheers!

Good question. Unfortunately I am still not out of the woods yet with this cancer thing. I'm loath to make my personal health woes public but I let that pussy cat out of the bag awhile ago. Good news is the radiation therapy got the vast majority of a mass the size of a mans forefinger. Shows my body responds positively to treatment. Bad news is there was a bit of a tumour left over and they found more cancer. This is cancer the "magical" scanning machine apparently missed or the people reading the original scan were not paying enough attention to detail. I'm going with the latter. Not to worry, this all has been caught early enough t
Enough of this cancer talk....let's get onto something a lot more positive and fun shall we. Over the years I have gotten to know quite a few of you though our connection here on dA. A lot of good natured and fun bantering but honest and sincere at the same time. The chances of me ever meeting up with most or any of the lovelies for some bondage fun is remote at best. I get that. However, that doesn't stop me from making a bucket list does it? I'm going to share, one bucket item (NO, I don't consider anybody an "item" but this is the best descriptive word that I can come up with at the moment) my little fantasy "bondage play" scene with
Way past time for a bit of an update on myself. On a positive note, I'm not only still very much alive and kicking but on the mend albeit slowly. I successful completed my 6 weeks of treatment which was 6 weeks ago now. The thing with radiation therapy is it's accumulative and the body is still radiating itself 6 weeks after the last radiation treatment. Think of being under a heat lamp for a period of time then shutting off the lamp. What ever is under that lamp keeps on cooking. My type of cancer was painless so I was bloody lucky to have noticed something was amiss early and acted on it. My troubles or issues is dealing with all the
It's certainly been awhile since I have posted anything of significance here on dA and not without reason. I'm loath to post bad or negative news especially when the news is of a personal nature. Double if the news concerns a serious health issue. After much thought I am going to make an exception for my dA followers only. Late January I was diagnosed with cancer of an unknown origin. Picture a fire with an unknown source. Fire fighters can control the fire and eventually put it out but dammit where did it start and what caused it? Kind of important information to have if you want to ensure the fire doesn't flare up again somewhere els
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The new show American Horror Stories premiered today on streaming service Hulu (US only). It may interest you to know the series opens with a 2-parter titled Rubber (Wo)man .
I never did watch the original American Horror Story, but could not avoid the memes surrounding the character of The Rubber Man , a murderous entity decked out in head-to-toe shiny black latex.
“American Horror Stories” is the name of the latest show – the subtle pluralisation of the title distinguishing it as a separate spin-off series. An anthology of self-contained horror stories, the episodes nevertheless heavily reference the original series.
Plot: a family move into a haunted house, where the daughter Scarlett (Sierra McCormick) finds a mysterious latex catsuit in her new bedroom closet. Scarlett cannot wait to try it on. Like, immediately. Anyone who has ever received new latex in the mail knows this exact feeling! Well, despite fitting her like a second skin, there is something strange indeed about the suit. Take a look…
It seems it did not go unnoticed that the latex suit became the iconic image among fans of the original series, and so the team have leaned into it heavily for this new show, introducing a new character possessed by the catsuit and going with that as the lead story for the season.
Still doubt their commitment? Even the opening graphics consist entirely of writhing figures vacuum-sealed under squeaky sheets of rubber:
After the premiere, the cat was out of the bag, and the cast and crew were excited to finally share some behind the scenes snaps they had been keeping secret. Pictured are Sierra McCormick and her stunt double Devyn LaBella:
Congratulations to the team on the premiere – we hope it’s made available to overseas viewers soon. And we can’t wait to see how many Halloween costumes it inspires 😉
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By P-Funk
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(non-consensual transformation, rubber, m/f/f sex)

Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:42 am
Modified: April 22nd, 2001 at 3:35 am

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Rebecca pawed her way through the racks of rubber goods like a kitten in a yarn factory. Today was the grand opening of the new rave- and fetish-wear store, and she’d been one of the first customers through the door. Now, surrounded by rubber, latex, and vinyl clothing, she found herself practically squealing with delight.



She picked up a hood and held it too her face, breathing in the fresh scent of new rubber. The material was smooth in her hands, a shiny emerald—not her color, but gorgeous nonetheless. Reluctantly, she placed it back on the shelf.



"Can I help you?" came a voice from behind her. Rebecca turned to see a young salesgirl with blue hair and a dog collar smiling pleasantly at her.



"I’m not sure," she replied. "I already have so much gear. But I can’t help looking for more. God, I love rubber. If only I could wear it all the time!" She sighed and glanced about her, looking for something new to try on. Maybe another catsuit is what she needed…



The blue-haired girl interrupted her reverie. "Actually, we do have a back room with some unusual items we aren’t planning to ordinarily put on display. You’d be the first customer to see them. Would you like to have a look?"



"I’d love too!" she replied. She followed the salesgirl to the back of the store, through an unmarked door. There they paused, and the salesgirl said, "I have to blindfold you now. The owner is pretty protective of his privacy, and a lot of his new designs are back here as well."



"Well, I guess s-s-so," stammered Rebecca. Even for an elite fetish shop, this request was more than a little strange. Still she couldn’t resist going through with it; she had to see what else the store had to offer. The salesgirl produced a hood, and carefully slipped it over Rebecca’s head. There were no eyeholes, but she was free to breathe through her mouth and nose. She couldn’t help trembling with excitement as she felt the salesgirl’s slim fingers tie the collar of the hood tightly around her neck. Then she heard a click, and felt herself being pulled by the throat down the hall. I’ve been put on a leash, she realized. "What’s going on?" she asked.



For an answer she received a cloth dipped in chloroform held to her face. Then all went black.



* * *



Rebecca regained consciousness when she felt the electric razor running across her scalp. The locks she had dyed a brilliant pink cascaded down. Horrified, she tried to raise her hand to feel if anything was left, only to discover she was completely bound.



Her mask must have been removed, she realized, for she could see, thanks to some dim fluorescent lights. She was in a large room that looked like a cross between a boiler room and a dentist’s office. The blue-haired girl was there, minus her dog collar and wearing a lab coat, checking the numbers on some blinking equipment. A young man, probably the one who had just shaved her, was busy sweeping up her hair. She was utterly naked aside from the network of straps that bound her to a padded wall.



In the center of the room stood a tall man with a shaved head and a weathered face. He too, was wearing a lab coat, along with thick rubber gloves and a devious smile. When he realized she had awakened, his smile widened and he strolled over to her, rubbing his hands.



"I’m so glad to see you’re awake," he said. He picked up a clipboard and began ruffling through it. "Tell me—what was your name?—ah, Rebecca according to your license, which you won’t be needing any more—tell me how you feel."



"Please, what are you doing to me?" she asked frantically. "Who are you? Why am I all tied up?" Fear bubbled through every vein in her body. "Why won’t I need my license anymore?" she whispered, as tears began to stream down her face. "Are you going to kill me?"



The man laughed delightedly. "No, my dear, I think you’re wonderful. Besides, I would never do anything so crude. To answer your questions: My name is Doctor Meeks. You won’t need your license anymore because your life is about to change. And you are all tied up because I have begun a series of injections which are already dissolving and reconstructing your body tissue, particularly your skeletal system and epidermis. If I unstrapped you, you would most likely flop to the floor like a jellyfish and probably hurt yourself.



"You see my dear," he went on, "I am slowly turning you into a rubbergirl. A living breathing hybrid of human and rubber. I set up the store you so gleefully entered to fund and act as a front for my experiments, and to find semi-willing victims. I am here to make your wildest fantasy come true—whether you like it or not."



Rebecca strained to understand what Dr. Meeks was telling her. "You mean, I’m all rubber now? I can’t move?"



Meeks rubbed her now-bald head and smiled. "You will be able to move a little, but not much. And you are mostly rubber. Most of your internal organs will dissolve or transform in the next few hours, and your remaining bodily processes will be held in near-stasis. You will be alive, and be able to hear, feel, and see most everything that occurs to you—but you will be powerless to act. You will be little more than a doll.



Rebecca was sobbing outright now. "Why?" she wailed.



"Because it’s what you dream off," Meeks replied. "The rubber gear, the catsuits, your fascination with fetishistic sex, are all part of your desire to become a thing, an instrument of pleasure—to become perfect, loved, always wanted, always satisfied."



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