My partner was finally released just before the store was to close for a lunch break. There was already quite a crowd in the store by the time I was fully gimped out with the help of the customers but the store soon emptied out.
My friends and the owners of the store had already made plans to have lunch at the restaurant located across the street. The weather was great and there was a table for eight that I had not noticed earlier due to the fact that I've been blindfolded since I got into the van.
Not that it would have made a difference - I would never have suspected since there would be nine of us. What I didn't realise was that there was never any plans for me to join them for lunch.
When the store emptied, my partner fed me a bit of food and drinks so I didn't get hungry. I just ate obediently, not knowing what was coming next.
I would be on display in the window of the store for everyone to see - while the eight of them had a meal just across the street watching me in amusement (and also to make sure nothing goes wrong).
Soon, I felt myself being guided to another room again (the window display) and locked into the bondage chair. My partner then plugged the electro in and I moaned loudly in response. The porn on my headphone changed very quickly to white noise.
It was at that point that I knew I was going to be left alone for a while and this time, unable to move any part of my body to touch myself. Gimped up, with electro under the rubber suit and a full metal chastity belt over - I was the epitome of helpless.
It was a good thing I was hooded because almost everyone who walked past the store took a picture.
I'd eventually get to meet some of them at the party later.
--
It had already been a fruitful morning - a journey in bondage in the van, being displayed in the window in my regular clothes before the store opened, then being dressed by strangers in gears people had gifted to me for the wedding and now on display again as a gimp - not that I knew much of what was happening.
The eight had a great lunch and spent time catching up, while laughing at my predicament.
I had been sitting there like that for about an hour and a half - I've
lost track of time and the white noise in the headphones keeping all the
sounds out didn't help - before they took me in eventually. The headphones were
still on while they cuffed my feet down to the ground and hands into the
air in a spread eagle position.
"Where was I?" was all I could remember asking myself.
As if to answer, the headphones were removed and I felt someone hug me.
"Are you okay?" he asked. If was the ex-roommate. All I could do was nod.
"Do you want to know what's going on?"
I nodded again.
Then blindness. The blindfold had been removed for the first time in over six hours and it took a while to adjust to the light. While my vision finally got clarity, however, I was still dazed and unsure where I was.
My partner then explained everything to me and I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh, be angry or just moan from how turned on I was from the story.
He knew me better than I did, though, and just asked, "Do you want that belt removed and someone touching your cock?"
All I could do was moan.
One of the owners then removed the device and my cock was hard and leaking. By then, there was already an audience - the store had opened from after lunch and people had come in to see where they had taken the gimp from the window.
After he removed the device, the owner put his hands up to get everyone's attention.
"Some of you might have heard about that special promotion we had this morning - a treat with every purchase, you might say. Well, we're extending the promotion this afternoon, with a twist.
"You've all heard from this gimp how much he wants someone to touch his cock so we're going to give all of you a chance to do that. With every purchase you make, you'll get to stroke him - one stroke for every five dollars you spend. As a bonus, every purchase gets an automatic five strokes."
One of our friends then continued: "Let's add a twist. The gimp knows he's not allowed to cum so if you don't get to finish your number of strokes before he tells you to stop, then you'll get to spank his balls double the number of strokes you have leftover."
I was horrified, and started speaking through my gag but to no avail.
"Since it's out of your control, I guess you don't have to see what's going on," one of them said as they put the blindfold back on.
--
I was huddled up in the corner of the cage, spent. I had just spent the whole evening on display during the party. It wasn't a sex party per se but these were kinksters and lots of people were trying on gear and buying stuff.
For most of the party, I was left on a chair in the middle of the room. I was still gimped up but the electro items had been removed and was just replaced by a regular plug to keep me full.
Earlier in the afternoon, I had endured about three hours of constant edging and spanking. Customers who had made purchases would come up to me and tease my cock. Some didn't make very expensive purchases so they were treated with growls of frustrations when they stopped. Those who spent more got to hear moans and begging of being allowed to cum, followed by a stop when I got too close.
I knew better than to cum without permission.
I counted at least 25 people who had spent the afternoon edging me. My friends would occasionally give me a break - there had been a couple of toilet breaks all day and to make sure I was drinking water to stay hydrated.
But I don't think I remember my cock ever going soft and my horniness never subsided. The store had lots of sample lubes available and many people used that to stroke me. It got me closer than ever and all I could do was hold back and just moan in frustration.
By six PM, the party had kicked off. I could hear music from a live DJ playing and lots of chatters. It sounded like the place was getting more and more full.
The "promotion" to edge me had ended by then - my friends knew I was already sore and didn't want to ruin the rest of the week. But I think they all just didn't want to break me just yet. It was, after all, only day one.
They left me on that seat the whole party but removed the gag so that I could speak to some of the visitors. The blindfold was never removed though so I never knew who I was speaking to.
But lots would happen in the mean time. Customers who had made new purchases came up to use me as a demo/testing gimp. At any one point, one of my friends was with me to make sure that nothing untoward happened to me.
All the playing became more frustrating. I got violet wands and hand vibrators used on me to tease me, I felt a variety of nipple clamps and various other items on my cock and balls.
As the party wound down later in the night, some regulars to the stores and close friends of the owners stayed behind. That party got a bit more sexual and some of my friends got in on the act.
For this, they took the blindfold off so I could see everything that was happening. My partner offered to become the official photographer since he didn't want to get involved.
Suddenly, I saw a guy walking over to me and without any notice, he came on me. Before I knew it, everyone had taken turns to cum on me and with that, the party was over.
One guy though, decided to use the cum one me to stroke me. I was writhing with pleasure, begging and begging to be allowed to cum while he just kept going, slowly. I could only moan and beg that I didn't even notice that the restraints holding me down to the chair were being undone.
My hands were fastened behind my back as I continued moaning and humping this guys hand.
And then one of the owners showed up with a big grin on his face.
"This is our gift to you and your partner," he said as he held up the chastity belt I was wearing earlier. "It's a special edition and we modified it to fit your body after seeing you wear it earlier. This device has two locks and we've made a few sets.
"You'll be wearing this at the wedding ceremony, and until then but the eight of us each have one key. If you ever want to get unlocked, you'll need to find two people with the different key this week."
With that, the guy removed his hand and they proceeded to put the belt on me.
Once it was locked on, my partner asked for permission to touch me as he guided me back into the cage. Before he pushed me in and locked it, he gave me a sloppy kiss.
I don't think I could love him much more than at that moment. He had made so many of my fantasies come true in just one day.
Little did I know what else they had in store for me the rest of the week. I curled up on the mat on the corner, spent, and fell asleep quickly as the party continued and they cleaned up. Before I passed out, one thought cross my mind.
It was only day one of the stag week.
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