Stacked for Stag - Part 3

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.

Stacked for Stag - Part 2

My partner's ex-housemate quickly cuffed my hands behind my back as soon as he removed the chains attached to my wrists and ankles. The blindfold was still on, as was the nipple clamps attached to the collar.

The moment he asked me, "Are you ready to kick start the week?", my cock tried to get hard immediately. But the CB6000 kept it well in check.

He escorted me out of this room into the other. I didn't realise that the first "room" was actually the window display at a popular fetish store in this city we had just arrived in. I was about to get married later this week - the kinkier of the two wedding ceremonies we would have - and the week-long stag part had just begun the moment we landed earlier this morning.

I had spent the couple of hours on display at the store without my knowledge. The rest, five other friends and the owners of the store, were setting up. My partner was outside handing out invites to the kink party the store was hosting. Little did I know that my partner and I were the main attraction.

As far as I knew, I was just left in a room alone so I was playing with myself. I was mortified to discover later that many people were watching me got at myself while my partner introduced me to them from outside the store.

Now, they were finally ready for me. In my head, we were still in a rented house or a rented dungeon of some sorts.

"Let me introduce you to a couple of friends," my partner said. I heard two voices saying hello to me as the rest laughed.

Then before I could reply, I felt a strike of pain on my nipples. One of the new "friends" - the owner of the store - had taken the nipple clamps off very quickly as I screamed into his face. I then felt his hands go down to play with my CB and balls through my shorts while other hands touched me at different parts of my body.

I continued moaning in pain as I felt two hands start rubbing on my extremely sore nipples - I have had them on for about two hours by then!

"So they got more friends to play with me," I thought to myself. "Holy crap, this week is going to be a massive orgy!"

Little did I know.

Very quickly, the hands started removing my clothes. Simultaneously, my T-shirt was being pulled off me, while my shorts was being pulled down to reveal my ass in a pair of jocks. It has a huge bulge from the CB and a wet spot from all the leaking. The cuffs were detached from each other quickly and reattached once my T-shirt was removed.

I was then lead into what felt like a giant cage and a chain from the top of it was attached to my collar. So while I had freedom of movement - it was a big cage - I could only take a couple of steps before I was choking on the collar and could not touch myself because my hands were still cuffed behind my back.

"We're going to leave you here for a while. Enjoy yourself," one of the owners said. Then I felt noise-cancelling headphones put over my years playing some very hot porn. Great, now I didn't know where I was and not sure what was happening around me.

--

Meanwhile, my partner too had been stripped naked but unlike me, he wasn't meant to be the plaything for the week. Still, there was the rule that both of us weren't allowed to touch each other and our friends were worried that he'd take pity on me that they put him in a smaller round cage which was hoisted into the air.

For the rest of the morning, he would sit in that cage just watching me. He was free to do whatever he wanted but anyone walking into the store would see him.

He was slightly embarrassed at first - this wasn't part of his agreement with the boys. He knew what was coming next but assumed he would be part of it. But the groomsmen took matters into their own hands.

It didn't take him long to start touching himself and getting hard watching what was happening to me.

After a particularly loud grunt, one of our friends turned to him and said, "Go ahead and cum if you want to but we're not letting you out until we're ready. I'd suggest you take your time."

He went beet red.

--

Lost in the world of porn, I was jolted back into reality when I felt someone's hand on my CB. It was fumbling down there and I immediately knew they were removing it. All I could do was moan. There was a bit of caressing of my cock and balls which felt amazing that I didn't even notice that the chain on my collar had slacked and that there was another set of chains attached to my cuffs to lift my arms up.

Soon, I was in a bent over position knowing what came next.

I felt the lube first, and then a finger. All I could do was moan and, I'm embarrassed thinking about it, begging for more as the finger kept hitting on my prostate. Not long after, I felt a plug being pushed in. While that was happening, hands were fiddling with other things around my body. The moment the plug was fully in, I felt something pulled tight - a leather harness had been attached to hold the plug in. That's why they needed to remove the CB, my cock and balls needed to go through the ring at the front of the harness.

The moment this was over, there was nothing again. I called out for them, but even if they had responded, I wouldn't know. The porn was still playing in the headphones.

A while later, I felt hands again on my balls. It hurt a bit, with the tugging and squeezing but I just knew it wasn't teasing - they were trying to put something on. That thing turned out to be a ring around my balls. Then nothing.

"They're dragging this out," I thought to myself, which both got me worried but horny at the same time.

Little did I know what plans they had.

--

"You're the lucky first customer today," one of the owners had told a customer who had just walked in. "We've got a special promotion all day today - and maybe over the weekend - as you can see from the sign outside."

The customer was very intrigued. He wasn't a regular but came by often enough to know that there would be occasional demos. So for him to see a naked guy playing with himself in a cage hoisted up from the ground, and another person in a big cage was not really new.

What the special promotion was, is another matter.

"As the first customer, so long as you make a purchase, you get to join in the fun," he was told.

Basically, our friends had made arrangements with the owner of the store to set a wedding registry over the past few weeks. My partner was in on this and had helped them craft out the list to be sent to all our friends who knew about our kinky lives. and were invited to the kinky wedding. Not many could make it of course, being out of town, but I would discover later that a healthy number of friends would show up - which would only make my situation more humiliating.

That customer was quick to make a purchase of course. He already knew what he wanted so he paid for the leather jockstrap before he even tried it on. The moment he did, however, he asked how he could join in the fun.

"On that special display table, are a range of toys and gear that his friends had purchased for him as a wedding gift. Each person who makes a purchase in the morning gets to put one item on him. The moment all the items are on him, we'll display him at the window again while we close to set up for the party in the evening," the owner behind the counter told him.

Excitedly, he went in and with the help of my friends, got the butt plug in. There were other customers around of course who had listened in on the conversations and all were very excited to join in.

One by one, the gear was put on and before long, I was all gimped up and ready for display. The honour of plugging in the plug and cock ring to the electro kit, however, was given to my partner who had eventually been let down the moment I was released.

For almost 2 hours, I was put into rubber, hooded up, gagged, plugged and more - moaning and humping the air. Watching this, he could not resist himself and came three times alone while up in the cage. A couple of customers, who had been around during his first orgasm, waited below the cage to catch and eat his cum from the second and third times.

They wanted to tease me too, of course, but my friends were good bouncers - other than putting the gear on me, no one was allowed to do anything with me after.

"That," my friends kept telling them, "is this afternoon's entertainment".