It was pitch black and all I could hear was muffled conversations. There was a bit of laughter and some thumping. My ears perked as I tried to make things out but it was difficult.
Never mind the predicament that I was in, I knew I couldn't make a sound. The only way I knew I was still breathing is because I haven't yet passed out. It was all I could do not to try holding my breath for the whole time.
"Weren't you with somebody earlier?" I suddenly heard loud and clear. He must be really nearby. This time I really held my breathe and started to panic. But in reality, all I really wanted to do was let out a loud moan.
As worried as I was, this was really turning me on as well.
I'd only been in this closet for a few minutes because that was pretty much all the time we had. My partner and I have just arrived for our honeymoon and just checked into the hotel. It's been 10 days since our lovely kinky wedding party - not to be confused with our actual wedding ceremony. That party is a whole other story but all you need to know for now is that it went on for three days and I've been in chastity since then.
The device was only removed about two hours ago before we boarded our plane. We made a quick stop into the toilet where he removed the device. I expected him to put the device back on once we got to the other side but he didn't. Instead, when we got on the plan, he put on a cock vibrator on me and teased me throughout the journey using a remote control device.
This continued as we made our journey all the way to the hotel. Once we got into our room, he immediately asked me to strip and get on my knees.
"But the bellhop will be bringing the luggage in any time," I protested.
"For the next few days, I'm calling the shots. Now, strip, get on your knees and crawl to that bag and get your collar out. The longer you take, the longer you'll be out here for him to catch you in this position," he replied.
I guess I should have trusted him more, in that he wasn't going to reveal our kinky fetishes. I quickly did as he instructed and then went back on my knees in front of him.
While I was doing that, he had already gotten some other things ready so very quickly the nipple clamps were placed on, with the chain connecting the two threaded through the D ring on my collar to add pressure. He then asked me to put on a pair of jocks over the vibrating cock ring to hold it in so it wouldn't fall off when I was naked.
He then led me into the closet where he cuffed me to the railing and put a blindfold on me. Just as he was gagging me, the doorbell rang.
"In a minute," he shouted as he turned the vibrator on at a low setting and gave my cock a bit of a tug. Considering how long it's been since I've cum, my cock jumped in excitement as I let out a moan.
"I suggest you keep the moans to yourself," he said. "Although, I'm leaving this closet door open so it might not make a difference."
The doorbell rang again. Quickly, he raised a bottle of poppers to my nose and told me to inhale. After three hits, I was sufficiently buzzing and let out another moan.
Then I head him open the door as the bellhop came in with our luggage.
"Weren't you with somebody earlier?"
"Oh yeah, I've got him locked up in the closet."
A pause. Laughter. Then silence. Suddenly, I felt a chill. The closet door was opened. The poppers were still swirling in my system and all I could do was let out a moan.
Then the vibrator went off, the jocks pulled down and the device removed.
There was a tug on my nipples and then unexpectedly, ice! On my cock! I squirmed in protest and let out louder moans of disapproval. But I could not get away.
Not too long later I felt some fondling of my cock and balls and realized what was happening - the CB was coming back on. I moaned again and tried to pull away but knew that this was a losing battle.
Once the CB was on, I felt the bottle of poppers by my nose again. Knowing what was expected of me, I took a huge hit. And then another. And another. This time I didn't hold back and allowed the warm sensation to cloak me and let out moan after moan.
In between all that, I heard a whimper and wet a wetness around my crotch area. Someone had cum right on my chastity device. I moaned even louder and trashed in my bonds. My partner knew exactly what he was doing - not being allowed to cum was one thing. Knowing someone else can cum and has done it while I couldn't drives my frustration to a whole different level.
I heard a snigger, a cough and then the door slamming shut. Then in just a quick swift, the blindfold was removed.
My eyes took a while to adjust to the light so I just kept it close with my head hanging down. Just as things were getting clear again, I heard the television turn on. I looked up and there was my partner on the hotel bed, fully clothed with a smirk on his face but looking straight at the television, ignoring me.
And the honeymoon has only just started.
