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New beginnings

It was a big commitment but I had agreed to it. It meant uprooting from the place I grew up in and leaving everything that was familiar to me. But there was something else pulling me away and it won - love.

The metaphorical tug-of-war had been going on for a couple of years now but I never gave in. I may be a romantic but I was always firmly in control of my life; I was never going to make any major life decisions because of another person.

Until I met him of course. And now, I'm standing outside the airport waiting for him to pick me up with three big suitcases of half my life belongings. I was ready for a new life with my man.

He was running a little late due to an accident that was causing a massive jam and so all I can do is sit there and wait. I thought into the future and the things we could do together - I have fantasies of buying a house together and doing it up, coming home to someone I love and just as important, the kinky fun that we could both get up to.

Just that last thought got me hard and horny, and it was at that moment when my cock got hard that his car stopped in front of me. The sight of him meant that my cock wasn't going to go soft anytime soon, and just as I was about to adjust myself, I remembered his last instruction to me five days before - I wasn't allowed to touch myself at any time except to quickly wash while in the shower.

This meant that I hadn't cum in six days and I was going crazy with frustration.

He cocked his head when my hand moved, and then smirked when he noticed I made that last minute realisation. He walked up to me, gave me a big hug, an even bigger kiss and a big grind at the crotch. Even he wouldn't touch it. I just moaned as I kissed him back.

"I know it's a hard decision moving over," he said to me after that kiss, all the while looking down at the tent in my trousers, "but control yourself, boy."

"That's why I have you, Sir," I retorted with a laugh. We've never done the whole Sir/boy thing or at least not seriously. As much as he's my Dom, it was enough that he knew it and I did too.

The traffic had cleared by the time we were heading back so it was a quick 30 minute drive. I took my luggage out of the car and carried it in, leaving it by the side of the entrance door as I stepped in. Immediately, I began stripping.

"What are you doing," he asked, sincerely shocked. And then he remembered. Ever since I found out that his housemate was also kinky, instructions has been that I had to be completely naked once I was in the house. Sometimes he'd lock me in chastity immediately, sometimes we'd just go along the days. Usually, though, we'd start playing very soon after because I would have been denied cumming for a few days before my visit.

"We might need to change some rules now that you've moved in. This is your home now as much as it's mine so we'll need to work around it, okay?" he asked.

I fell in love with him a bit more at that point. Nonetheless, I still remained naked and told him that we can sort things out later. I dragged my luggage into the room - the former housemate's room which would be mine. I was surprised at how different the room looked; my partner had essentially turned it into the playroom.

Before I could turn to him to protest how my room has turned into a sex dungeon essentially, I felt him hug my from the back, grab my already hard cock and started fondling my nipples.

"It's still your room," he said as I let out a moan. "It's easy to transform this room back to being a regular room but I have a proposition that I think you'd like to hear about. Would you?"

By this time, my eyes were closed as I just leaned back into him to enjoy the feel of him stroking me lightly. I could feel myself precumming and true enough, he brought his fingers to my mouth and made me suck it off them.

"Okay," I said. Truth is, at that point, I would have agreed to anything.

He then pushed me onto the bed and said that he hadn't planned on any play today as he wanted to let me rest and settle in, but seeing as how horny I was at that point, he said it'd be a waste not to take advantage of it.

With that, he put leather cuffs on my wrist and ankles and attached it to the four corners of the bed. He then put a collar on me and a gag before hopping off the bed.

He then put the vibrating ring over my already throbbing cock at a low setting, enough to get me worked up, but not enough to send me over the edge. I started moaning. I looked up to see him walking towards a sofa that sat right in front of the bed.

He unzipped his trousers and took his dick out; he wasn't wearing any undies.

"God, you look so hot," he said, as he sat back on the sofa and started jerking off looking at me. All I could do was moan back at him watching him get off as my cock was being teased by a vibrator.

He sat there stroking for quite a while and I knew he was dragging this out. Eventually, he walked over to me and then proceeded to cum on my face. It drove me nuts seeing him cum when I couldn't touch myself.

He reached over, removed the vibrator and said: "Well, now that you've had your post-travel shower, you should get a nap. I'm off to make some dinner. We can discuss further then."

With that, he walked out of the room, closed the door and left me there drenched, tired and most of all, horny. This is the start of my new life.

Honeymoon

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.

Morning call

It was one of those moments when you're not sure if it's your alarm going off, or if you're just dreaming about it. On one hand, it was extremely loud. On the other hand, that wasn't the tone of my alarm. Groaning, I forced my eyes opened and looked at the phone next to me - the screen was blinking.

Crap. It was a FaceTime call from my partner.

"Hel …," I tried to mutter, nothing coming out of my throat. I forced a cough and said it again, "Hello, baby."

It was the first time my partner has called me via FaceTime. I was away for five weeks of work but he would usually just send text messages or we'd call each other on Skype before we went to bed. I thought this was odd but in the haziness of having just woke up, didn't think too much about it.

"Show me your cock," he said. He caught me off-guard but he said it with the authority he usually uses when we're in a Dom/sub scene and so, I quickly threw my boxers off and directed the camera on the phone at my crotch where my cock was as hard as it could get in a chastity device.

I was extremely horny. As I've mentioned before, he had me constantly on the edge for about six days before he brutally locked the CB3000 on before I could cum and then proceeded to send me to catch the flight. Before I boarded, he took me to the loo to swap the lock with a numbered plastic one so I wouldn't trigger off security.

I knew exactly why he wanted to see my crotch, he wanted to check if it was the same numbered lock that was on. Not that he should be worried about me breaking it, I wouldn't dare knowing that I'd have to return to him with the consequences. But still, I suppose this was a good way for him to continue stamping authority upon me.

"Strip and get to your laptop and call me on Skype," he said, before abruptly turning cutting the line. I rushed over immediately. I would have preferred to freshen up before as my hair was a mess but I got the feeling he wasn't going to be very patient with me today. So, I immediately did as he said.

On Skype, he looked extremely handsome and had a pleasant smile on his face.

"Kneel and put your hands behind your head," he said before I could even say hello. I did as instructed, knowing not to ask or say anything.

"How did you sleep last night?"

I replied, "Not too good. I was extremely horny after you made me watch those few videos you sent me links to and couldn't stop thinking about them all night." The videos had all be about boys being securely tied down, edged to oblivion and then a nice cum shot after. I knew exactly why he wanted me to watch them - he knows it drives me crazy seeing people cum when I can't.

"Good. I know you have the morning free so expect to spend some time with me. Show me the package I got delivered to you."

The package was right next to the laptop so I showed it to him. I was under strict instructions not to open the box which was waiting at the hotel for me when I arrived. He told me he'll let me open it when the time is right.

"So, you know I packed you some play gear when I sorted out your suitcase, have you used them at all?" I shook my head. It's been full on with work since I got here so I haven't had the change. Today was my first day off.

"Get them and put them on for me slowly."

I crawled over to my suitcase and took out a backpack that he had put in it. I knew that there was gear in it, I just didn't know what it was. I opened the bag to find several items from my playbox at home.

Immediately, I put on the pair of jocks over my CB. Then, I put on a leather chest harness, collar and wrist and ankle restraints. There was also a black leather sailor hat in that so I put it on.

"Give me a show, walk around the room dressed like that." I did.

"Now, I want you to get on the bed, take five hits of poppers and hogtie yourself. Lay there till I tell you to move."

This got me extremely excited. At the same time, I was lamenting the fact that I had to be poppered up, made really horny and still locked for another four weeks before I return to him! Still, I got on the bed, hooked my feet together using the carabiners and kneeled. I then took five deep hits of the poppers and quickly cuffed my hands behind my back and to my ankles before they could hit.

Just as I flopped down onto the bed into the hogtie, the poppers hit and I let out an extremely loud moan. He laughed.

"I don't know if I'm enjoying this more or if you are," he said as I continued to squirm and moan. My face had gotten all red, I haven't stop moaning since it hit and I was writhing all over the bed.

Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring on his side and he walked away. I wanted to find out what was going on, but he didn't say anything and his instructions were clear - lay here till instructed otherwise. Not that I could think too much. The poppers were still heavy in my system, my cock was trying to get hard in the CB and noises I never knew existed were coming out of my mouth. I could also feel myself leaking.

I just lay on the bed, squirming as a wave of horniness swept over me and I got lost in the moment. As the poppers wore off, and I grew exhausted from the struggling, I turned back to the laptop and saw my partner sitting there with a nice smile on his face.

"Having fun?" he asked, smirking. I just responded with a moan.

"Well, since you don't want to talk much, you might as well put a gag on. Your moans sound better through a gag. Unhook the cuffs, get the rest of the gear and sit on the chair here."

I did as he said, realizing that the bed was damp from both my sweat and precum that had leaked out of my cock through the CB, and even through the pair of jocks. I grabbed the bag, and pulled the chair back far enough that he'd have a good view of me.

"Now, put on the gag, then cuff your legs to the chair. There are four other items left in the bag. What are they?"

I looked in and couldn't find anything but the bag felt heavy still. Then I realized there was an inside zip and found a blindfold, a cock vibrator, nipple clamps and a butt plug.

"You will put it on in this order - the blindfold, nipple clamps, plug and then the vibrator over your CB. After the blindfold is on, you're to take a few hits of poppers again."

I knew I had to be careful. He did this to deliberately test me I knew as he wanted to see how I'd calm myself down despite the obvious horny state I was in. I struggled a little with the bottle of poppers once the blindfold went on but managed to take three hits. I then put the nipple clamps on but it hurt like a bitch as I couldn't see how much skin I had clamped. Thank goodness the poppers hit. I then lubed up the plug, careful not to get the lube everywhere, and was already moaning through the gag as I pushed the plug up my ass.

Once I was done, he told me to take another couple of hits of the poppers before turning the vibrator on and cuffing my hands behind my back. I just sat there in a state of flying, all my senses peaked, horny as fuck, not able to cum and moaning desperately.

After what felt like eternity, I heard him tell me to unlock myself and remove the CB by breaking the lock. I couldn't believe he was doing this but I was so horny, I didn't argue. The moment the CB came off, and his next instruction came, I realized what he had in mind.

"I'm going to count down from 10 and I want you to cum at 0 - not before, not after." Except that he went on and on several times without actually hitting zero. Each time he'd get to one, he'd find an excuse to start again, or he'd go back up to two or three. We did that for quite a while and I was so on the edge from having not cum in so long. I was just moaning and groaning, following his instruction and doing all I could not to shoot.

Finally, he told me to stop and asked me to take another hit of poppers. Then he told me to put the vibrator back on and to cuff my hands behind my back while holding the controller. As the poppers hit me, I moaned so loudly trying to tell him I was really close. He then told me to turn the controller off and drop it.

"Do you think he should cum?" I heard him ask. Even in my state of horniness, that question confused me. Who was he asking? Then I heard someone else's voice.

"I don't know, he seems to really enjoy not being able to cum." the voice said.

As soon as I heard that, my cock started streaming with cum. I had to do all I could to hold back the orgasm but I was so turned on that I was almost going to cum hands free.

"You can uncuff yourself and take the blindfold off," my partner then told me. It didn't take me long to rush to remove them and I saw that my partner had a cute friend with him.

"This is Jack. We were going to go to a party after this and he came over to have a quick shower after the gym before we headed out. I hadn't told him what plans we had - when he walked out of the shower, and you were blindfolded on the chair, I just invited him over and he was pretty shocked at what he saw."

So, the story goes that Jack isn't actually kinky but had messaged my partner on a dating app in the past. My partner was going to a monthly kink party, and Jack wanted to check it out. My partner thought it would be nice to ease Jack in by letting him watch me on cam so that he knew what to expect.

I wasn't upset at all that my partner had used me in this way, in fact, it really turned me on. The only thing I would have wished for is to have known earlier as it would have made me even hornier knowing that I was being watched by more than one person. Unfortunately, it was time for them to head to their party.

"Go give the CB a quick wash. I was going to let you cum if Jack said yes, but since he said no, you're going back into it until you come back. I'll decide then when to let you unlock."

The look of disappointment on my face must have been apparent. I was so horny and ready to cum. Jack obviously picked up on this as he looked me in the eyes and said, with a smirk, "I'm so sorry."

Jealousy in a club

I was laying there still in shock. My partner's housemate had just walked in, put a gag on me and attached a vibrator to my cock while I was tied almost spread eagle. The wrist cuffs on my hands were attached to the bed by rope, and loosened but not enough for me to touch myself. My legs were still connected to the foot of the bed and the nipples clamps were still on.

The housemate walking in on me in this position had sent quite a shock through my system, but all I could think about was why he, too, was naked and had a CB around his cock. Because he had gagged me so quickly and left the room fast as well after telling me that I am to wait this way for my partner to return, I couldn't ask any questions.

The vibrations around my cock got me really horny soon enough though, and all I could think of was wanting to cum. But I knew that I was not allowed, and that the buzz wasn't enough to help me sustain too long an erection or fast enough to send me over the edge. It was there to serve as a reminder of my position as my partner's sub.

I started dozing in and out of sleep but woke up suddenly, when I heard a loud slamming of the door outside. It must have been the housemate again, and I started thinking about the events that lead to my current predicament.

But the more I thought of it, the more it occurred to me that I recognised the housemate from somewhere. Then it click.

It was a few weeks ago, the previous weekend visit I was making to see my partner. I had come on a weekend when there was a kinky event happening at a club in this city so I had brought my gear with me in my bag and met my partner at the club immediately after work on the Friday.

I had planned on wearing a lot of my leather gear that night but my partner obviously had something else in mind. The moment we walked in, he said, "Strip". I didn't want to but wanted to please him, so I did it quickly. It was a very embarrassing moment, we usually have a couple of drinks to lower my inhibitions before we start.

He stuffed my clothes into my bag and put a blindfold on me. He took me to a corner, told me to wait there, which he checked our stuff in at the coat room. He didn't even give me a chance to say hi to a couple of people I had recognised from a previous visit.

Within minutes, I felt a hand around my cock and I got hard immediately. I wasn't sure who it was but it felt good and I started moaning. Then I felt another set of hands playing with my nipples. I started panicking, not knowing who these people were. And where was he? Does he know that this was happening.

Just then, I heard him laugh and say, "I think we freaked him out enough guys." And he removed my blindfold. As my eyes adjusted, I saw two other people standing by me. It was the couple of guys who had played with me the last time. They were all laughing. I just blushed.

"Hi guys, having fun?" I asked, sheepishly.

As I said that, my partner took a gag from his belt (where he had attached a whole load of gear for the night) and put it in me. I was excited because this meant that I was going to get some play. As always, when I'm visiting, I don't usually cum for a few days before I arrive on his instructions so I was sufficiently horny.

Then, as he started attaching a collar and cuffs on my hands, he nodded to one of our friends who immediately started stroking me again. I was moaning and groaning into the gag, my body writhing from the pleasure. It wasn't long before he took me to the bar to get a drink and then to the sofa area where we both sat down.

He didn't say much as we sat there, just occasionally playing with my cock. I was oblivious to everything else that was happening as I had my eyes closed most of the time, enjoying the sensations from his hand.

It was only when he snapped his fingers that I opened my eyes, and saw this really hot looking guy dropping to his knees in front of my partner. He then leaned over to the guy and whispered into his ear and they had a conversation that I could not hear.

My partner then took his nipple clamps and placed it on the boys tits, and put the chain in between his teeth. "Pull on it," my partner said. The guy did so and winced from the pain. My partner then undid the guys jeans and he was naked. He was going commando.

The guy got his cock stroked a bit by my partner and started to moan through the chain. My partner pushed him down to his knees again and turned to me. "Take your collar off," he said, as he undid my cuffs. I did what I was told. "Now, the gag". I removed that as well.

What I had not expected was that he would take all of that off me and put it on the other guy. A pang of jealousy hit me. Here I was, with someone I was starting to date and starting to fall in love with, all naked in a club and this young punk was getting all the attention.

To make matters worse, my partner then passed me my glass of beer, some money and said, "Go stand by the bar there and enjoy your drink. Don't leave that bar until I tell you to." Flabbergasted, I just sat there and stared at him. "What are you waiting for?" he snapped. Hurt, I just stood up and walked to the bar as instructed.

At the bar, I looked around and noticed many people looking at me. I was one of the few naked people in the room, and standing alone just made me uncomfortable. But I was a bit embarrassed as well, so I started blushing.

I looked back at my partner and saw what unfolded afterwards. My collar was on the guy, and my cuffs held his hands behind his back. A ball stretcher had been put on his balls and he still had the chains from the nipple clamps in his mouth. He was on his knees as my parter started pulling at the clamps, stroking his cock and edging him, while also smacking his balls.

At some point, the pain must have gotten to him before he begged for permission to speak. My partner must have said yes because he took the chain out of his mouth and started talking. I couldn't tell what the conversation was but then my partner put the gag in his mouth. When the gag was one, my partner said something to him and the guy stood up and walked in my direction.

I panicked and looked down when we made eye contact. It was at that point that I realised I was still hard. As hurt as I was to be neglected, I was totally getting off on watching my partner play with someone else and I was extremely horny.

The guy didn't speak to me however. He went up to a few people, and through his gag, asked them if they had any poppers. I only knew this because he came up to someone else nearby me and mumbled his way asking for some poppers. The guy had it and passed him the bottle.

He then walked past me and went back to my partner. My partner gave him a couple of whiffs of the poppers before going back to the torture. The guy took it much better and before long, was moaning really loudly. In fact, half the club turned to look at them due to the volume of his moans. I suspected he was close to cumming.

This went on for a while - my partner likes to edge people, as I have discovered - and I was getting terrible turned on. It was like watching live porn with my partner as the star. My hand was just reaching for my cock when one of our friends came by me and said, "I wouldn't do that if I was you".

I knew what he meant. I hadn't yet got permission to touch myself. He did, however, give me a couple of strokes and I let a moan out of my mouth - all the while, my eyes still locked on my partner and that guy.

"You're really enjoy watching this, aren't you?" our friend asked. I just blushed. "I'm not sure if you're more turned on by what you are watching, or the fact that your partner just threw you the biggest mindfuck I've seen in a while."

I was confused, and asked, "What do you mean".

He replied: "He's got you in a corner watching him play with someone else. But they're not doing anything too serious, your partner is still fully clothed. It's the other guy who's getting the abuse. I would hazard a guess that this is your partner's plan for humiliating you in public. And... ," he continued as he gave my cock another couple of strokes, "I think you're enjoying it."

It only then hit me what game my partner was playing at. The relief, together with the sensation of having my cock played with and watching a the guy spasm as my partner finally let him cum, made my body shiver.

I was right at the edge of the orgasm and I didn't even realise it. Lucky thing, our friend did, and he removed his hand immediately and laughed. My partner just looked at me, looked down at my cock, looked back up and smirked.

I heard the door opened and I opened my eyes. My partner was standing there with the same smirk. He had come home from work. So, it wasn't the housemate who had slammed the door earlier - it was him.

Recalling that night, I had gotten myself excited and was raging hard with the vibrator still going. My partner looked at it, laughed, and said, "I see you're ready for the weekend." I moaned through my gag.

"I wonder what caused that. Could it be that someone was recalling the first night he met my housemate?" he asked and winked.

Sleep tight - Part 2

He dragged me out to the front door where I first walked in and told me to stand up straight, hands behind my head and legs spread wide. With the remote which controls the electro around my balls in his hands still, I didn't dare to disobey and did as I was told almost immediately. He smirked knowingly and I knew right then that he was a sadist. But now that I was less panicked and more calm, I could see that there was a kindness in his eyes which comforted me.

He untied something from his waist and very quickly lifted it to my face. It was a pecker gag. I'm not sure if it was the fear of him, or that I just love my gags, but I opened my mouth immediately for him to put it in place. Then I heard the click of a lock - it was a locking gag - which made me then realize it wasn't going to come off anytime soon. Needless to say, I got hard almost immediately. Seeing that, he grinned and started stroking me slowly. I was moaning so hard and could feel my cock throbbing from under his grip. It has been six days after all, and the events of the earlier morning with my partner before I showed up here had gotten me pretty worked up as well.

Before I got enjoy the stroking too much, however, he let go of my cock and slapped my cock several times. Then, he took a blindfold from his waist and covered my eyes as well. Then he took hold of the leash again and brought me into another room.

Within seconds, i felt him push me towards what felt like bars from a scaffolding. He lifted my arms up and made me grip on to the bars in a T position before tying them off. He then tied my legs to the bar as well. I forgot how hard I was until I felt his hands around my cock and balls as he removed the electro bands. I suppose that now I was restrained, i was at his mercy anyway and could not run very far away. While he was down there however, he started stroking me again, getting me horny and close to the edge. But like the first time, before I could get too close, he let go.

Part of me was rather disappointed at this, not because I was horny but I felt that he didn't know my body well enough to know that I wasn't exactly close. The problem I sometimes find with playing with Doms for the first time is that they tend to be really careful so as not to make you cum, but that is at the expense of getting really, really close to the edge which is what I enjoyed most. So I started trashing about in my bondage and humping the air to hint to him that I wanted more.

I only heard him snigger as he put on more ropes around my arms, leg and body. This time, I couldn't move even when I trashed. Next, he took off my gag and blindfold. But before I could adjust to the light, he put what felt like another pecker into my mouth, except this time, it was connected to a hook that he pulled over my head. I could no longer see and talk again, which got me really horned up so I just let out a moan. 

Then I felt his hands on my cock again and this time, it was cold and sticky. Lube! I started trashing in my bondage trying to indicate to him that I tend to cum really fast when my cock is lubed up but I could not move. I just moaned and moaned, hoping that he'd get the idea. But no luck. He just kept going and going as I moaned and moaned. I was just about to resign to my fate when I felt my balls contracting and the cum welling up. I bit into the pecker gag in anticipation of cumming but just at that moment, he let go! I roared into my gag in frustration, all I could feel was a couple of drops of cum dribbling out.

He did the same thing a few more times and all I could do was moan and growl. I was mistaken! He was an expert at edging and I've been fooled. I could only remain there helpless, wondering what my partner had in plan for the weekend, and who this guy actually is.

I didn't need to wonder for long. Just as the thought popped my mind, I heard a very familiar laugh.

"Having fun?" the voice said. It was my partner. So he has arrived!

The Dom tugged at the hood and the attached blindfold came off. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I found myself looking around for my partner but could not see anyone else in the room. Then I saw a computer screen with my partners face on Skype, and I am assuming he could see me too. As I was gagged, I couldn't respond so I just gave a whimper.

"Well, it's been almost an hour since you left the flat and seeing as you're not likely to be back in the next few minutes, I think you've missed your deadline,' he said with a smirk. Before I left, I was given direct instructions to return home within the hour without taking off anything he had put on me before I left. "I also told you that none of what you were wearing should be taken of, and I've been told that you undid your clothes voluntarily."

I panicked. I now knew it was a trap and I had fallen for it. I couldn't help but wonder how long it had been since he planned this series of events.

"So, here's the deal. Since you didn't fulfill your instructions, you'll need to be punished. Except that it won't be me who is punishing you, it's the kind Dom you have right next to you. He knows that you have to be at work by 8am on Monday morning, and in the parcel I made you bring to him is your work clothes. Have fun!"

And just like that, he disappeared off the camera and I was left there to wonder just what was happening to me. The Dom didn't say a word. All he did was put the blindfold back on me, and then soon after, I felt the CB come on. He slowly started to untie me and eventually took the hood off. Standing there naked in front of him suddenly felt very strange. I wasn't sure if it was because he was still dressed as casually as he was when I walked in, or because my senses were heightened now that I knew that I was at his mercy for the weekend.

"We've never done this before," I found myself blurting out to him as my eyes welled up.

He just grabbed me, hugged me and calmed me down. For reasons I couldn't understand, I just started crying. We stood that way for a very long time, me just blubbering and him just lending support. Eventually, I collected myself and gave him a weak smile, as a sign of gratitude. He smiled back, looking really kind, and dragged me into the kitchen on the leash and asking me to sit down before offering me a drink. He then grabbed my hand, and I was sure that he was about to utter consoling words. 

Instead he said:

"Once you're done with the drink, our weekend begins. The most basic rule, and you must take this very seriously, is that you are not to orgasm at all without my permission. I say orgasm because I know for a fact that you will be leaking tremendously this whole weekend, and you will have ejaculations. I suggest you try to minimize this as much as possible because I can assure you that you'll only feel hornier and more frustrated when it happens."

I nodded that I understood and he asked me to stand up. He removed the collar and for the first time in days, I was stark naked without any devices on me. This didn't last long as he immediately put on metal shackles around my neck, wrists and ankles which were all attached to each other by chains.

He then picked up a plate of pasta and put it on the floor. He told me that he's usually makes his subs eat out of a dog bowl but my partner had explained to him that I'm not into pup play. Still, I was not allowed to eat on the table with him and all meals have to be consumed while I was on my knees. I could only thing how humiliating and uncomfortable it would be but  it felt good knowing that my partner had discussed all my limits with him. 

By the time we were done with lunch, and I had cleaned up the kitchen and the dishes, it was already mid-afternoon. He told me that he had some work to do but he had a little entertainment in store for me. He made me sit on a sofa and turned on a video of porn. Before he walked out, he connected my wrist cuffs to my ankles to make sure that I wasn't able to touch myself.

"It's for your own good. Trust me, you don't want to get too horny before I start working on you," he advised before leaving the room. The video was a compilation of several edging and cumming scenes, which got me worked out pretty fast, especially with all the moaning. It was pure torture watching so many boys shooting when I couldn't touch my own cock and have not cum in days.

As the sun started to set, the video came to an end and he reappeared almost instantly. I'm not sure if he had timed it so accurately, or that he could hear that the video had ended, but he came in to unhook the wrist cuffs and attached them to the collar and undid the ankle cuffs. He then handed me a pair of leather shorts. As I put them on, I realized that they were chastity shorts and that I would be unable to stroke through them. Before he locked them up, however, he unzipped the front and my hard cock popped up.

He just grinned and started stroking me. Considering it was so soon after the videos, it didn't take very long before I was right at the edge and moaning, begging to be allowed release. He just laughed and smirked all the way through before he looked at me deep in the eyes and said, "I want you to cum now".

Realising what he just said, I thrusted my hips into his hands more frantically as ever as his strokes got stronger and faster. "I'm going to cum!" I exclaimed as my balls tightened and he waited for a split second after that before letting go. I trashed in my restraints and screamed. But he just zipped up the shorts and undid all the metal cuffs as if nothing had just happened. Still breathing hard, all I could do was look at him and wonder what I had done to my partner to deserve this punishment.

My Dom then explained that he was undoing the cuffs so that I had free movement to whip up dinner for the two of us. The chastity shorts was to make sure I don't touch myself while I'm in the kitchen. He would be preparing the room for our session tonight as I cooked and I was to call him when I was done. 

After about an hour, he walked into the kitchen, just as I was setting the plates - one on the table, and one on the floor. He smiled kindly when he saw this, and I knew that I did the right thing. Without saying a word, he just sat down for his meal and I went on my knees and finished my dinner off before cleaning up. Just as I was done, he put a blindfold on me and led me out of the kitchen. 

I then felt him push me towards a wall, except that it felt soft and cushiony. After he removed the shorts, he made me lift my legs into some sort of bag, which I soon realized was a sleeping sack. If I wasn't hard enough from horniness at that point, I got even harder as I've always wanted to try it. It must have been my partner's suggestion again!

Once the sleep sack was on, I felt him securing it tightly to the wall. He then put a heavy hood around me, but not before he gagged me. The hood was also strapped to the wall so I couldn't move an inch. Suddenly, I felt myself wall back and panicked for a second before I realized that he had actually strapped me onto what felt like a bondage table vertically before laying me down. 

"My favorite movie is on the telly at the moment, so you'll just have to entertain yourself," he told me. "But remember, there will be severe repercussions if you cum without my permission." Seeing as I was gagged, I knew that there was no way that I could ask for permission. I was also comforted by the fact that he probably would be too engrossed in the movie to pay any attention to me so I was just going to enjoy the solitude.

Or so I thought. Very quickly, I felt him unzip the crotch area of the sack and pulled my cock out. I felt him put something around my cock and then zipped it back up. I'm not sure if I heard the buzz first, or felt the vibrations, but he had put a cock vibrator on me. And although it was set at a very slow speed so as not to get me too close to cumming, it was enough to make sure that I couldn't do anything else but pay attention to my cock.

"Enjoy!" he shouted out and I heard his footsteps get softer as he walked further away.

To be continued.

Going nowhere

I woke up to the sound of him checking in on me. I know he was trying to be quiet but some nights, I can be a really light sleeper. This is especially so when I'm sleeping in someone else's bed.

"Oh, you're awake," he said to me as he noticed my eyes opening. "Good morning."

He walked over and grinned and clicked on a buzzing. Immediately I felt my cock go hard in my CB3000 over which the cock vibrator was attached to. I was just about to moan out loud when I remembered that I had to be silent. His flat mate was in the house and I was in the guest room. He hasn't yet told the flatmate that I will be around.

Before I could do anything, he put the blindfold on me. Not that I could really do anything; I had spent the night with my hands cuffed to a belt on my waist.

"I'll be right back. Got to get ready for a conference call."

So I just lay there, vibrator over my CB, hands still cuffed and blindfolded. I hadn't expected play this quick. I had taken the Friday off to visit for the weekend and left immediately after work on Thursday. When I arrived at his place, I expected us to just go to bed immediately. After all, it was late and we both had a long day.

What I hadn't expected to do was to be asked to strip the moment I walked in - no hugs or kisses. We aren't actually dating but it's been a couple of months since my first visit to him where we made that trip to the kinky club and things have gotten a little more serious.

Seven days before we made this trip, he had me lock my CB on after a two-hour edging session. He had promised to let me out when we met. But I had no such luck.

The moment I had stripped, he put a collar on me and took me to the guest room. He got me on my knees and asked me to give him a blow job.

"You have five minutes to make me cum," he said. "Or you'll suffer this weekend"

I totally went for it. He was already hard so I was sure I'd be able to make it. The whole time I was going for it, he just stood there looking at his phone. I assumed he was thinking the whole thing. When he started moaning, I was pretty sure he would cum soon. And I was right.

He pushed me down so I was flat on my back and came all over my body. "Six and a half minutes," he exclaimed when he was done and laughed at the look at my face.

That was how I ended up bound overnight and given the warning about keeping quiet the whole night while he slept in the room next door.

He came back in about 30 minutes later. I was so horny by then after a week of chastity and the vibrations. He knows the vibration will get me really worked up but not right at the edge or close to cumming.

Looking at him in his suit, though, was enough to almost send me over the edge. He must have noticed because he immediately switched the vibrator off. He then put the nipple clamps on and told me he's going to get coffee.

He wasn't gone for long and came back to untie my. He left the nipple clamps and the CB on and told me to freshen up and put some clothes on for breakfast. I was finally going to get to meet his housemate.

Except that even with that breakfast, the housemate never appeared but I wasn't too fussed. He then sent me on an errand to get some groceries and get us some lunch while he had a conference call. I knew he had to work today so I was happy to do it.

Before I left, however, he took the nipple clamps off and locked a chain around my collar. Under my jeans, he put on a set of ankle cuffs and didn't allow me to wear any underwear so that the sound of the lock banging against my CB would be noticeable if I didn't walk slowly.

It took me about two and a half hours. When I came back, he was still dressed for work.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go in for a meeting today. I was hoping I could stay home with you," he said.

I didn't want complain but the look of disappointment on my face must have been telling.

So he said: "Tell you what, I'll let you out of the CB and you're free to do anything with your cock until I get back. I'll text you before I leave the office and you just make sure it's locked in again by the time I get back. Deal?"

The thought of being to cum - and more than once at that - made my face light up and I was all for it.

"Deal!" I exclaimed, maybe a bit too loudly. The housemate was still asleep.

After we had a quick lunch, he asked me to strip and go into his room. I was worried that the housemate will see me so I stripped really fast and ran in. When I walked in, I saw that he had some toys laid out.

"The last time we were here, we made a deal that the CB would only ever be unlocked by me if you were tied up, remember? So let's get to this quickly and I can get into the office."

I lay down on his bed as he put wrist cuffs on my hands and the nipple clamps back on. The CB and chain collar as well as the ankle cuffs were still on.

When I was in a spreadeagle position, he took the key out and proceeded to unlock my cock. It went right hard immediately and started leaking precum. He wiped it off and made me suck it off his fingers. I don't usually like doing that but I was really horny and not in a position to complain.

Then he started stroking me and I was moaning really loudly.

"Shhh ..." he told me. I had forgotten about being quiet. We didn't want his housemate to walk in on us in this position. He spent about 15 minutes edging me and I did all I could to keep quite. I was also on the brink of cumming several times but he wouldn't let me shoot.

"Oh, you can cum when I'm away," he kept saying.

Then suddenly, he just stood up and walked to the toilet to wash his hands. As he came back, he picked his laptop up and said, "See you later!"

Sensing his joke, I replied laughing: "There's no way I'm going to get to check my phone when you text me while in this position."


He walked over to me and said, "That's your problem then. But there will be severe repurcussions if that CB is not locked by the time I come back. And oh, I checked with my housemate. He said he'll be home the whole day so if you find yourself in an emergency situation, I suggest you break the silence rule and call to him for help."

Then he loosened the rope on my wrist cuffs and told me that I'm free to play with my cock while waiting as he promised.

"Maybe even cum a couple of times!" he said with a grin.

Except that he didn't loosen it enough for me to actually reach my cock.

With that, he just walked out. I started panicking but there was little I could do. I kept hoping that he would be joking but he never came back after five, ten and fifteen minutes. Eventually, I came to the realisation that he was serious and I was in trouble.

I tried to take a nap, hoping that they time would go off fast enough.

I don't know how long it was later, but I suddenly heard a phone ring outside of the door. I was lapsing between sleeping and being conscious so it was all a little bit hazy. I heard a voice, and then it struck me that the housemate was in the living room or kitchen.

I heard his voice get louder as he was chatting, although I couldn't exactly make out what he was saying.

Then I heard a knock on the door and freaked out.

In walked a handsome guy about my age totally naked. I looked down at his body only to notice that he had a chastity device locked onto his cock.

In his hands were a gag and cock vibrator. He smiled at me sheepishly and said: "I just got a phone call asking me to check in on you. Apparently, you got a text and I was told to make sure that you had put your CB back on. But looks like you missed your deadline."

He then put the gag on me.

"He said that you're not going get any feeling on your cock for a while. This cock vibrator is meant to remind you how good it feels before he comes home and locks you up.

"Good luck!" he said as he turned the buzzer on and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.