Packed journey

It was only our second proper date, but it was the third time we were meeting after that first encounter at Hanky Panky. I had returned to visit him and we were at the stage where we wanted to see if we could make the relationship work.

As I was taking the train in, we decided that he would meet me on a platform along the way after his work. If we could time it correctly, I'd already be on the train when he came in. Otherwise, I'd have to get out and wait for him.

Whether it was serendipity or not, I saw his face right there as the doors to the train opened and I was getting ready to step off. There were many people so he just indicated with the flick of his chin to stay on board as he came on.

At this stage, I was pretty shy about public displays of affection and so we didn't embrace or anything. He just stepped up towards me and said hi. Obviously, we weren't too comfortable with each other yet.

"Packed train huh?" I said, trying to make conversation.

He just nodded, grinned, and said, "Maybe you should grab this bar." He was indicating towards the handle bar above him, although I already had my hands on the one above my head.

I shook my head, trying to tell him that I was okay the way I am.

"Grab it," he said with some force. I did.

I didn't realize it then but he basically wanted me to lean into him. I took a whiff of him as I drew closer without trying to make it look too obvious.

Suddenly, I felt his hand at my crotch and saw a grin on his face. He had a plan all along. What he didn't expect to feel was a hard, plastic device down there - he had grabbed on to the CB3000 I was wearing to surprise him.

Not that he was complaining, he just smirked and kept grabbing at it and rubbing at my balls in that packed train and it was all I could do not to start humping into him or moaning. My senses were heightened and I got worried we'd get caught out but it was a horny experience.

About six stops later, he let go and got ready to step off the tube. I didn't know where he lived so I was going to follow him anyway so it caught me off guard. As we exited the train station, however, he told me that we're going to take a little detour, since I was obviously horny for some play. I suppose wearing a CB is a good way to indicate your horniness.

We walked into a bar which was rather full and I panicked a little bit, thinking he was going to make me display myself for all of them. While I'm a closet exhibitionist, I also like a controlled environment - not just one where I am the only one in action.

But instead of stopping in the bar, we walked through a door near the back and down the stairs into the basement. The man behind the counter was all decked out in leather and I started to get the idea of where we were.

It wasn't a very big place but there were only about 20-30 people so there was enough space. Most people were decked out in gear, although there were a few who were like us, just casually dressed. The moment we walked in, he ran over to chat to a friend and I just stood at the back of the room.

After a few minutes of feeling really awkward, I decided to get a drink for myself. I didn't feel abandoned by him as I wanted him to enjoy his evening as well so I just sat back and observed the crowd.

Most people were chatting and laughing, there was a bit of teasing and casual playing going on. One person was mummified to the wall, while another was restrained face down on a horse-bench.

Things were getting uncomfortable for me in my CB but I just held on. He came back and introduced some people to me now and then but I don't make conversation well, so I just smiled a lot. He was spending a lot of time with this one guy however, and I started feeling a bit jealous.

As if they could read my mind, his friend indicated at me to walk over to him. He was smiling, rather playful but there was a sense of authority in his action. I went over immediately. He then told me to go into a room at the back of the hall.

I looked at my date, he just smiled kindly and nodded, and I knew I had to do this although I wasn't sure what I was in for.

The device was a small version of a horse-bench, except that there were stockade-like holes to put your hands through at the front, and at the back for ankles. I climbed on when I was asked to do it, although I did tell them that I was too embarrassed. That excuse didn't work with them.

Truth be told, it didn't take much to convince me to go up. It wasn't that I didn't want to try it, but I was nervous about having people all around and I've not done anything like this before.

Before I knew it, I had climbed onto the device, my hands were put in place and then my boots were removed to fit into the ankle area. Within minutes, I was crouched on my knees, face down, bum in the air and there was nothing I could do.

Things started pretty mild at first - a bit of tickling, which I don't usually enjoy, but I was experiencing something new and I didn't want to stop anyone. I told myself that I'll try to take whatever they gave to me for as much and as long as I could.

The tickling got more intense and someone started spanking me. The rest of the time, it was all a blur as I was just soaking it all in. At some point, they decided that they would need more gear so someone borrowed some flogs and paddles and I got a bit of a lashing. It was the first time I've ever been flogged and while I didn't enjoy it when it got too painful and had to tell him to stop, it was an interesting experience.

I didn't know who else was there but I suspect there were quite a few people as the tickling got a bit more intense and I could feel more hands. Midway through, someone also came along and secured the latched for my hands and feet with locks. Then, a sub was placed in the cage under me and I thought I could feel him tickling my feet through the cage as well.

Then the ice made an appearance which was quite a trip, after the heat of the flogging, that is, until someone decided to put it down my pants.

All this time, my cock was trying to get hard in my CB and it started to hurt a little as I was pressing into the platform that my body was resting on.

I'm not sure how long this went on for but by the end of it, I was really horny and in this sub space. By the time the locks were removed, I had already felt so many different sensations that it was hard to wrap my head around it. The only thing that could have made the scene better was if my pants were removed, CB unlocked and cock and balls pulled through a hole on the wooden platform for an edging session.

My date pulled me in for a hug once I had gotten the feeling in my hands and legs back and said: "I didn't touch you at all, as I wanted to watch and keep you safe. Nut I throughly enjoyed the show. Ready to go?"

I was, but I would have agreed to anything he said by that stage. He did his goodbyes, as did I and we walked out of the club back towards the train station. We were finally going home.

The train was empty as it was late but we stood really close together anyway, despite the fact that there were lots of seats.

He spoke to me a lot but all I could do was nod, smile and acknowledge his words. My mind was still in that space.

Suddenly he said, "You've been good tonight so you can take the CB off if you want to tonight. Whichever way, we'll have a fun few days but this is probably the last choice I'm going to give you for a while. So what do say?"

I couldn't think properly, and don't function well with decisions like this. But I decided that after tonight, my heart, my self and my cock would belong to him. Just standing there looking into his eyes and seeing him smile, I realized that I was in love.

I just shook my head. He knew what it meant. He gave my CB a tap, smirked and said, "Let's see how much horniness you have in you the next few days, shall we?"