My Fellow Inmates...
Hello again, this is Asylum
Ten years ago I stopped writing due to a multitude of reasons: Leo was in Virgo, while Jupiter was in the 7th house... And my Psychic told me not to trust tall men covered in fur...
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Fifteen years ago, when I started writing, everything was on the rise. Asylum was a ...
Hey all,
Thank you for supporting this new space. I plan on posting a bit in here.
Bear with me as I figure some of this stuff out, such as discord, etc.
New blog coming soon as well.
~Asylum
You wake up in an abandoned hospital after a night of drinking with some cute guys,
You need to get out of here.
What do you do?
2020-04-26 23:11:13 +0000 UTC View Post
PATHWAYS OF KINK
BOOK 1
THE ADVENTURE SERIES WHERE YOU DECIDE YOUR OWN FATE
“ESCAPE FROM THE ABANDONED HOSPITAL”
WRITTEN BY:
RUBBERASYLUM
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2020-04-26 23:08:25 +0000 UTC View PostJohn held me until I could no longer react, no longer feel; my brain shut down on me no longer even registering the electrical current that was still attempting to take its toll upon my body. Years of pent up emotions, fears and wants had come pouring out from behind the walls I had built, and that he had taken a sledgehammer to.
I had ...
2018-02-13 22:45:45 +0000 UTC View Post The low groan of the forced release of sexual repression issued out from behind the gag as the spikes burrowed their blunt tips into my sensitive parts that were currently yearning to break past the cage’s embrace.
John just sat beside me, watching, observing. Every now and then he would reach out and stroke my head with his glo...
2018-02-13 22:43:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe plan is to go over to his place after work, my bag is packed and in the back of the car. He told me to forgo packing toothbrushes or toiletries this weekend, and just stick with what is important. So the bag is filled with nothing but shiny black latex.
I arrive at his house by around 6pm and he meets me at the door. “Did you foll...
2018-02-13 05:12:59 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a long December, as the song said, the world outside was colorless and dreary, and my mood inside was no better. Most of the guys that I usually hung out with had traveled out of town to see family and friends for the holidays, and at the moment I was alone. Now I have never been one to argue with the concept of quiet solitude, but after a f...
2018-02-13 05:10:47 +0000 UTC View PostIsn't it funny, living in a small town how everyone seems to know everything about you; or at least their version of such.
Michael and I had been together for about 5 years, I snatched him up one day as he was sheepishly hanging out in the park watching the boys jog by.
He is as sweet as the day is long with an extreme s...
2018-02-13 05:10:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe bar was called Sharky’s, unassuming, exterior practically unlit save for the beer signs fighting to push their glow through the years of grime that had accumulated on the windows…
It was called Sharky’s…
A place were no one knew your name, and no one cared. A former popugaybar whose heyday had been seen ten y...
2018-02-13 05:09:10 +0000 UTC View PostI had hounded him online for a while. I had sent five or six messages over the years, never to any response. Every time I emailed I told him more and more about myself, about my dreams, fantasies and wants…
I had no idea if he ever read them, but I was determined to try, to not give up.
There must had been something ab...
2018-02-13 05:07:36 +0000 UTC View PostThe acrid taste of the residue upon the gag turned my stomach at the thought of what I was to be used for. Yet the concept of such had me rock hard.
What was wrong with me?
Here I was, sealed in rubber head to toe, chained in place, unable to move even my head, with a funnel leading in to my mouth sitting at crotch heigh...
2018-02-13 05:06:54 +0000 UTC View PostIt was warm, not overly so, but enough to be noticeable while just laying around the house on an uneventful August weekend
The Radio played Karen Carpenter’s “Rainy Days and Mondays” just loud enough to be audible over the defining silence of the summer afternoon.
It was peaceful, as Medville always was. A know nothing little town in ...
2018-02-13 05:05:38 +0000 UTC View PostThe internet can be a dangerous place; a double edged sword of epic proportions to those that seek captivity.
I seek out the cybers. Those who others ignore; Those who have immersed themselves in the fantasy yet never tasted the reality; Those that are too scared, yet would give just about anything in hopes of making their dreams come t...
2018-02-13 05:01:34 +0000 UTC View Post9:00pm , I was wrong, the old wing lies to the east, and apart from its dilapidated appearance, there were no signs of life. Well at least that made me feel a little better, I was wondering what sort of guy would want to meet in a run down building when there are a lot warmer, and more interesting places to play. So I guess the search goes on….
-My god, I am meeting you tonight, in 3 hours my dreams will come true, or I will be horribly disappointed. Perhaps I acted before thinking, I mean what really did I know about you? Although I cannot back out now, if I do I will never be able to show my face on IRC again. As you are an Op, and that probably means you know everyone else in that room...
2018-02-13 04:58:22 +0000 UTC View PostWhen one is lost in space, on missions of transcendental exploration, one must take care, for all but a light touch can shatter a universe.
I jumped, instantly rediscovering my tethers while driving my crotch deep in to the spikes surrounding it. As I screamed in to my gag, memories of the night before flooded back to haunt me.
...
We had no reason to be concerned, that’s what I kept telling myself as the van navigated the overgrown private drive up in to the hills on the way to the Lodge. Bradley was driving, this left Sam, Steve, Gary and I in the back all looking a bit green, attempting to distract ourselves from the fear that bubbled inside us all.
The only ...
2018-02-13 04:55:02 +0000 UTC View PostGary had run the local dive shop in Port Gamble for the last 3 years, It was a quiet town, and business was slow as it always was in the winter months. He knew it was a good thing that he ran the shop for fun rather than needing it to pay the bills because he would have been in trouble a long time ago.
No, Gary had made a killing in inv...
2018-02-13 04:52:06 +0000 UTC View PostYou got to love craigslist, a place where you can find anything you want and get it same day. From games to gear to fourloco, Whatever you need someone is selling.
Or in regards to their hookup section, looking to give it away.
That’s how I met Jeremy, or Wolfie as he liked to call himself. I was looking for rubber pla...
2018-02-13 04:51:04 +0000 UTC View PostRandy threw the deadbolt as I dragged Brandt over to the far back corner of the dungeon, to a place covered liberally with splattered tarps.
Randy grabbed Brandt sharply by the testicles, flicked the blade of his butterfly knife back out, and set it at the base of the boy’s balls.
“You make one wrong move, Brandt, an...
2018-02-13 04:50:19 +0000 UTC View Post I will never forget that thanksgiving.
My Aunt Sherry was in town with her new boy-toy, Brandt, hanging from her arm. He was lucky to be even half her age, as was typical for the beaus of the financially independent cougar in this day and age, and he was as cocky as they come.
My aunt asked if they could stay with ...
2018-02-13 04:49:22 +0000 UTC View Post August 22nd, 1978.
The Clarksville police department was a buzz that day, for a break had finally come in the missing hikers case. A group of College kids that, by the family’s accounts were to be taking a week long camping trip in the Northshore nature preserve had been missing for the last two months.
Two...
2018-02-13 04:48:12 +0000 UTC View Post To: Colonel Harold Roberts USAF
From: Captain Martin C. Holloway (Nighthawk) USAF
Re: The Events of February 18th, 2001
Dear Colonel Roberts Sir,
I appreciate you offering me the opportunity to plead my case on the matters of the disappearance of my plane and copilot. I shall attempt...
2018-02-13 04:47:04 +0000 UTC View PostWe entered Chicago with my ear half chewed off the side of my head. For days on end I got to listen to Chaz’s exploits and ideas of what he would do to me had he ever the chance to get me cornered.
This cat was a legend in his own mind, god’s gift to the fandom, and I had just about had enough, I had to get away from him just to hear my...
2018-02-13 04:44:54 +0000 UTC View PostLate August was always the hardest time of year for me. The summer was officially over, and fall had really yet to start. Most of my friends had headed back to college already, which is what found me sitting alone in an empty apartment, flipping through the channels, on a lonely Wednesday afternoon.
Infomercial…*Click*… Infomercial… *Click...
2018-02-13 04:44:13 +0000 UTC View PostDave had asked me to meet him at the airport; I had arrived In Philly 4 hours before he was scheduled to. This was the vacation that he had hounded me to go on for years. We were out here to meet his parents; he finally was going to introduce me to them as his lover. Our travel agent screwed things up so we ended up on two different flights, arrivi...
2018-02-13 04:40:25 +0000 UTC View PostI was left here alone, barely able to move, hooded, in pitch black, with only my thoughts, my own mind, to keep me company; I began to reassess all that I had been through. In less than a day my situation had been transformed from one form of captivity to another.
John had very calculatedly, one-by-one, taken away all of my defenses that I had bu...
2018-02-13 04:39:37 +0000 UTC View PostI stared at the piece of paper leaning against the phone, to my useless paws and then back again.
I attempted to pick it up by squeezing both paws together only to watch it float lazily to the floor at my feet.
Getting down on all fours, I cocked my head at the letter in an attempt to orient the perforated eyes in such a manor that I could ...
2018-02-13 04:37:07 +0000 UTC View PostIt was only a matter of time before the sniffing began. Puppies all over me, inches away from the cat’s face and growling. I attempted to squirm, attempted to get away, but was held tight by the straps.
A dog in a black rubber hood walked up behind me, snapped off his muzzle, and disappeared out of my sight in the mirrors reflection, below my t...
2018-02-13 04:36:30 +0000 UTC View Post