It was a little bit awkward. I sat there on the table, not knowing if I should leave my bag there or take it with me. I had the table reserved but will the waiter think that I'd left if there was no sign of me when he came back?
But I didn't have much time to think about it, so I unzipped the bag, pulled out what I needed and rushed to the toilet. I only had two minutes to put on the CB6000 so I had to do it quick.
I made it back to the table just on time. I had broken out in a bit of a sweat in the toilet but there was no choice. When my partner, who is also my Dom, had texted me to put it on, I knew that I had to rush it because the guests were due to arrive at 7pm and I had to be at the table to greet them.
He knew that I carried the chastity device with me every where I went, that was an arrangement he had requested that I do a few months ago when I finally moved over and in with him. You never know when I want you locked and horny, he had told me. Since then, I've never left home without it.
I did think it strange however because he had unlocked me only this morning when he had returned home after four weeks away for business. But it was quick a quick kiss, hug and unlock as I was rushing to work when he came in.
He had arranged dinner with some friends of ours that evening. I wasn't sure who was invited but was told prior to his return to book a table at this restaurant for nine people, meaning that there would be seven guests.
Who was invited, though, was not something I have been informed. All I know that it was meant to be a thank you dinner. Still, having seven guests confused me but I think it was all part of the plan.
You see, my partner and I have a rather kinky lifestyle where he's the Dominant one while I'm the sub. Our relationship would look pretty regular to most people, and it is in many ways, except that occasionally we have a Dom/sub dynamic going.
It never usually affects the relationship as everything is pretty equal among us. That is, except when it comes to sex and my orgasms. That belongs to him.
The thank you dinner was for three people who had helped us while he was away. Before the trip, my partner had decided that I should remain in chastity for the whole duration. It would be the longest I've ever been locked consecutively but he was adamant that we finally do it.
"It's not that I don't want you to play with others while I'm away," he had assured me, adding, "It's just that I don't want you to cum at all."
So he made this arrangement where every Thursday, at 7pm sharp, I was to take a shower which would last between 15 to 20 minutes. It shouldn't be any more than that, or any less. After the shower, I was to lay on the bed naked where he had already attached chains to cuff my wrists and ankles to the bed.
The ones for my ankles were attached to each corner of the bed while the ones for the wrists were together at the head of the bed. I was to attach the ankles first and then put on the blindfold and take a hit of poppers before I cuffed my wrists together and to the head of the bed. I had three minutes to do all this from when I turn the shower off.
It all seems like simple self bondage but there was a catch. In that first 20 minutes, I would have a visitor in our house. This person has been given a set of house keys and were to enter while I was in the shower. He would only enter the room after three minutes from hearing the shower being turned off.
By then, I was spread eagled and blindfolded.
The person would come in and padlock my cuffs together so there was no escape. He'd then go into the bathroom where I'd have left him a small bucket of warm water and a towel that he'd bring back into the room, unlock me and clean me out for the week.
The idea was there'd be no fuss, just a quick clean and then lock me back up quicky. He'd give me another hit of poppers as he was finished and unlock the cuffs, turn the lights off and leave the house.
I had no idea who it was. This happened the first two weeks and it was pretty frustrating. Poppers get me really horny and taking a whiff while in chastity drove me almost crazy.
The third week however was slightly different. Everything went according to plan except that after the cleaning, he didn't lock me back up. He spent almost two hours with me in that position while edging and teasing me the whole time.
He added a gag so I couldn't make any sounds or ask him what I as doing, nipple clamps came on that were pulled on if I was making too much noise. It was pretty frustrating after being locked for three weeks and then being teased that way.
So many times I was so close to cumming but he expertly stopped before I got too close. All I could do was moan in frustration.
After what felt like eternity, I heard a soft moan and felt warm juice landing on my body. He had cum on me. He disappeared immediately after and I panicked. Who was this person and was he going to leave me here just like that. The locks on the cuffs were still on so I couldn't get away. I was still gagged so I couldn't even scream for help.
All these thoughts were running through my mind but it all ended abruptly when I felt a sensation on my cock. Ice!
He certainly knew what he was doing and my cock went soft quite quickly and he could get the CB6000 on again. The moment it was locked on, he unlocked my cuffs, turned off the lights and left.
I lay there for a while trying to figure out what just happened, and got more horny realising that someone had cum and I couldn't. I tried to get hard by the chastity device was having none of it.
This was exactly a week ago today and I find myself locked up again unexpectedly, barely nine hours after my release. I was really horny at work and found opportunities to touch myself a little but I knew that I still hadn't gotten permission to cum. Besides, it would have been tough to do it at work, even in the toilets.
I looked at my watch and realised I had been sitting there for nearly 15 minutes since I'd put the lock on. Sensing a movement by the door, I turned my head only to be greeted by my partner who looked to be in a great mood.
He came over and gave me a kiss and a hug as he sat down. He then looked down at my crotch, nodded with approval while he gave it a gentle tap. He then opened the zip on the pocket of my bag where the keys to the device was and put it in his pocket.
"I know you've been a good boy but I've got another treat for you," he said. "I've invited seven people to dinner and among them are the ones who came over to visit you for your weekly clean up."
The horrified look on my face said it all. This was going to be an awkward dinner.
"The catch here is that it may have been three different people, or less. Your task tonight is to guess which of the seven he, or they, may be."
I sensed that he wasn't done as he started naming me the seven people that were around. They were all friends of ours, and none of whom we had played with previously.
"They're kinky?" I asked.
"Maybe and maybe not. That's for you to find out. You're free to chat to them and ask any questions. But careful you don't say too much if you don't want them to know about you," he replied. "You get to tell me the answer is on the way home. If you're right, we'll have fun tonight. If you're not, I'm keeping these keys again. And oh, I forgot to tell you this morning that I'm due to leave for another trip early tomorrow."
I looked at him in panic, horrified by the idea that I might be locked up for even longer. Before I could say anything however, two of our friends arrived and both gave me sly, knowing smiles.
Could it be either of them? Or both?
