Reconnection

I sat in the cab feeling a little bit guilty. I was about to spend a few days away with a guy I had known for a while but hadn't told my partner. While we have a relatively open relationship, there hasn't been much need to lie.

I'm not even sure why I felt this time was necessary. The guy I was about to meet wasn't even an old flame, although we have played several time in the past. But it has been many years since he left the country, and way before I met my partner.

Looking out of the window, I could feel my cock getting hard in my jockstrap, pressing tightly against my jeans. My partner had grabbed at it just before I kissed him goodbye, telling me to have fun but be safe. It was as if he knew I had something planned but as far as he was concerned, I was off for a work in a nearby city.

Perhaps it was that affection with which he kissed me, or the consideration to tell me to be safe, or just the crotch grabbing to remind me how lucky I was to have him, that was causing the guilt.

Not that I even knew what lay ahead this weekend. All I know is that my friend had called me a few weeks ago to say that he was back in town for a few days and wanted to see if we could catch up. Not knowing I was attached, he suggested I spent the few days at the hotel with him just to hang out.

We spoke a lot about it since - I wasn't sure what he wanted exactly but he assured me that he had no expectations.

"Just hanging out for old times sake," he had said. "Reconnect".

We decided that we won't plan anything and that I'd just pack my bags for a couple of nights. There was no expectations of play - maybe just a few drinks to get trashed and rekindle an old friendship.

We used to be really good friends and I really missed him so I agreed. But for some reason, I couldn't find a way to explain this to my partner and hence, made up the story about going away for work.

My partner usually locks me in chastity when I travel for work but I managed to convince him that this time it was only for a couple of days. I joked that it would be nice to have my dick free so that I could see if there was anything exciting on Grindr when I got in. He just shrugged and said okay.

I must have been lost in my thoughts really deep because the cab driver suddenly turned around and told me that we had arrived. The hotel was about 40 minutes from my place and the journey went by really quickly.

Apologising profusely for being distracted, I paid the cab driver and carried my small bag of luggage out and walked towards the reception. I gave the receptionist the room number my friend had asked me to call up to. She looked at me, asked for my name and said that there was a message left for me when I told her.

The message was in an envelope. I opened it and in it were two cards - one to open the hotel room door and the other, read: "Am out. Make yourself comfortable".

In the elevator heading up, I was a little pissed off. I've made the effort to come visit him and he couldn't even wait to say hi after all these years? Still fuming, I opened the hotel room door to notice that all the lights were turned off and the dark curtains closed so it was pitch black. It must be one of those hotels where you have to insert the key card into a slot to power up the room.

I took a step in and tried to put my hand out to feel for the key slot when I suddenly felt myself falling onto the sofa next to the door.

Almost immediately, a dark cloth bag was put over my head and my hands were being pulled to my back hurting me so much that I couldn't make a sound or exclaim. I wanted to call out my friend's name - is this a joke? - but I only felt winded.

Before I could regain my bearings to figure out what was happening, I felt cold metal on my wrist. Handcuffs! And then quickly, someone was winding duct tape across my mouth over the cloth so I couldn't even speak. My legs were also cuffed and connect to the wrist cuffs. In less than 30 seconds, I was hogtied, gagged and unable to see anything.

I felt myself being carried further into the room - so there had to be more than one person -  and then ungraciously dumped onto the floor. Then I heard a door close and realised that I have been put in the closet. Then I heard a louder bang. They had left the room.

All these questions popped into my head - was I being kidnapped? Who was this? I've not seen my friend in ages - was it really him who wrote to me? How many people were there? What did they want with me?

Then panic set in. No one knew where I was. As far as my partner was concerned, I was on the way to work in a city three hours away. The hotel staff knew I was here but I had voluntarily walked into the elevator and the room. There would have been no indication to anyone that the person who had booked this room would be doing this to me.

I'm not sure how long I was left in there but I dozed in and out of consciousness. Even when they eventually returned and took me out of the closet, I was limp, tired and confused from grogginess of sleeping that I could barely struggled when they uncuffed my hands and legs one at a time and stripped me.

They sat me on a chair and restrained me tightly that I could barely move anything other than my fingers and toes. I felt them put a collar on me which didn't allow me to move my neck at all. It was at that point that they cut the tape and pulled off the hood.

"Hey!" I shouted, free to talk at last. Not for long thought as a bit gag was immediately put on me. But as my eyes adjusted to the light from having been in the dark for so long, I realised that attached to the collar was a set of blinders which meant I could only look in front - right at a laptop playing heavy bondage porn. They put a set of headphones on me which played the sound from the porn.

I'm not sure if it was the hot show I was watching, but I relaxed at that point. I realised that I wasn't being kidnapped for ransom or anything. This was a sexual abduction - the fact that I was in a posture collar with blinders meant that this was someone with fetish gear.

So, it was my friend after all. It was slightly disconcerting though because there was no indication that this was going to happen, and he hasn't said a word. But I knew I was hard and told myself to enjoy it. I was probably going to be released in a while anyway.

Little did I know.

From a distance

I don't know about you but it's not usually my first orgasm after a period in chastity that feels the best, it's usually the second. My partner, who is also my Dom, knows this very well. In the six years that we've been together, he's used this knowledge to his advantage - either in getting himself additional pleasure or to punish me.

Sometimes, when he's not in the mood, he just makes me cum the one time then leave me be, knowing that I'd find some alone time later to have my second orgasm. Sometimes, he'd lock me back up immediately if he wanted to punish me with the knowledge that I'd probably be more horny from that few minutes since I'd cum as I wouldn't get my second orgasm than the period in which I'd been locked.

Today, it has been a week since I've cum. But it was a strange week because I wasn't alone in being locked - my partner was as well. You see, he tried to set me up in a prank of sorts but it backfired on him. Knowing how much I like playing on the webcam, he arranged with one of my cam regulars who lived in the same city to watch me in action.

When my regular agreed on the condition that my partner had to be tied up for the period of watching me, the latter did not expect to be leaving while locked in chastity. The agreement was that he would be locked for the same period as me except that I was in a plastic lock and was allowed to break it anytime I wanted. However, each time I broke it, my partner would have to be locked for an extra three days.

While I agreed to it for revenge, I didn't want to make it hard for my partner so I held off for a week together with him. We were a good support system for each other.

Last night, however, he went back to my regular's place to get himself unlocked. I doubt he actually played and came while he was there because he really made me pay later for putting him through that predicament all week.

He worked on me all night, made me sleep while restrained with electro going through my cock ensuring that I didn't get much sleep at all while horny and on the edge. He would wake up in the middle of the night to play with me while I was gagged and had headphones on playing porn.

In the morning, he woke up and got ready to meet some friends. He got me pondering if he'd let me cum or not before he left since it was the weekend and we had a whole day ahead of us. I didn't have to wait long to find out. Just before he left, he sucked me off quickly and I came real hard.

Because I was still in bondage, he took his time to clean me up with a wet towel. What I didn't expect, was for him to start stroking me again. I was going to get my second orgasm! I thought to myself. He stroked and edged me for a few minutes and got me moaning again through the gag.

But the just like that, he decided he was done and untied one of my hands.

"You sort yourself out!" he said as he walked out the door. I couldn't decide if he meant that I should cum with that one hand or sort myself out by letting myself free. I decided to do that latter, after all, I never did get explicit permission to cum.

Still, I was extremely horny and cleaning up the mess from the night made me rethink of the fun - although torturous - that we had. My horniness was rising and I couldn't do anything about it.

I had breakfast and took a shower to calm myself down but washing my bits made me horny again. I decided that maybe I should get some self-play while waiting for him to come back.

I turned on my computer hoping to find a friend I could play for on cam. The moment I logged on, I received a message from that regular my partner visited last night to get unlocked.

"Hope you had fun last night. He told me he had big plans for you," it read. As he was still online, I replied immediately describing to him what happened. I mentioned that I was still horny and haven't yet gotten my second orgasm.

"Get on cam then," he said. It didn't take very long before he had me naked. Then he slowly got me to put my gear on.

"Let's play a game," he said. "Use a site that have virtual dice and find a 10-sided one. If you get 1, 3 and 7, you put on the birdlock with spikes. If you get 2, 6 and 9, you put on your CB3000. If you get a 4, 8 and 10, it's the CB6000.

"If it's a 5, then you don't have to lock up."

I rolled it and got a 3. I winced knowing that this session was going to hurt a bit. But I went through with it anyway. It took a while for my cock to go soft but eventually it did and the birdlock went on.

"Now, I want you to stuff your ass with a buttplug and then wear your leather chastity shorts over it."

This surprised me because he knew that it would cause my a lot of discomfort because the shorts put pressure on the spikes. But I've always taken his orders without questioning it so I wasn't going to start now.

The shorts came on very quickly and then he asked me to put on a gag and collar. Once that was done, he played his final card to make sure I was going to be as horny as it gets.

"Take a few good hits of poppers."

I almost freaked out. My horniness from the morning and now being geared like this would mean that the poppers would drive me more than just crazy. I hesitated for a moment and he shouted at me, telling me that if I held off for another second, I would regret it.

Quickly, I took a few whiffs of the poppers and turned red. As it started taking effect, I started moaning and humping the seat, driving the plug even deeper in.

He sat there smirking at me, when I suddenly heard a laughter.

That caught me by surprise but in my moment of being poppered up, I couldn't process much except that I knew there was someone there other than himself. I started to squirm even more and moan louded. My inner exhibitionist was showing.

Noticing this, he nodded to the other person and someone else appeared on the screen behind him smiling at me. It was another person about my age, beautiful eyes and smile who winked at me. I would have cum right there and then if the spikes weren't hurting me so much.

Only when the poppers had worn off was I able to process what was happening. Having another person on screen was one of my biggest fantasies. It is these sort of surprises that I like playing at clubs so much, not knowing who is watching or playing with me.

We continued the session with his friend popping in and out occasionally, munching on fruits as if we were just having a casual conversation. After a few minutes though, his friend waved good bye and left.

At that point, my regular said that he had some errands to finish up in the house but he wasn't done with me. He got me to put my hood on, the one with tubes for the nose attached to a container for poppers. Then he told me to put nipple clamps on and hook up my balls to an electro set.

"Once that's hooked up, start the poppers flowing and turn on the electro set. Each time I come back, you need to turn it up a little," he instructed, adding that I should hold the controller in my hand which is to be cuffed behind my back.

So for about 30 minutes, I sat there in that condition - poppered, electro on and getting more intense as the minutes went by. He then came back, sat down and gave me one final instruction.

"I'm going for a shower now,"he said. "I'm not going to tell you how long I'm gone for but you're to sit there like a good sub until I return. Here's what I want you to do.

"First, unlock the device so your cock is free. But I want you to put the electro over your cock, close to your glands. I want it to get you close."

He added that he wanted me to also tie my legs and chest down to the chair before I cuffed my hands behind my back.

"Here's the final catch. I don't want you holding the controller and I want you to put some porn into headphones before you place a blindfold on yourself. You won't know when I've returned, I might just sit here watching you for a while.

"You don't have permission to cum no matter what happens, but if you do, your punishment will be that you have to continue sitting there with the electro on after. Do you understand?"

In my horny state, all I could do was whimper through the gag. He sat there watching me prepare myself.

I'm not sure at which point he left, but it felt like forever. I got close several times but had to keep distracting myself thinking of other things so as not to go over the edge. I had to concentrate hard to keep from cumming.

At certain points, I thought I heard him return but I couldn't tell if it was just the porn and my imagination. It felt like ages.

Then I heard his voice through the headphones and over the porn.

"Don't get too excited, it's only been five minutes. I'm only just about to head into the shower."

I screamed through the gag! If that was five minutes, how would I survive this? I was already so close to cumming from being horny all morning!

Just then, however, something strange happened. I felt a hand on my cock slowly stroking me. At first, I freaked out but relaxed soon, as I was inhaling that poppers were streaming through my veins again. I started to moan intensely when I heard my partners voice.

"Remember, he said that you're not allowed to cum no matter what."

I trashed in my bondage. I was so turned on by this sudden twist of events that I couldn't even process what was happening. All I knew was that I wanted to cum so bad and started humping my partner's hand.

Before I could realise what I was doing and stopped myself because I wasn't allowed to cum, a familiar feeling rose up my spine as I arched back and shot my second orgasm. I couldn't move much but my body squirmed as much as it could while I screamed into my gag.

My partner was kind in that he didn't continue stroking me while I was sensitive. I fell back, spent and breathing heavily as the poppers slowly wore off. I felt a wet towel around my crotch as my partner wiped the cum off and I got soft.

Before I had the chance to react, though, I felt something happening at my groin - he was putting the chastity device back on!

I tried to complain through the gag but he wouldn't stop. The moment he was done though, he pulled the blindfold off suddenly. Blinded by the light, I had my eyes closed shut. As if to sooth me, he started caressing my balls and I slowly opened my eyes to adjust to the light.

To my surprise however, that wasn't my partner between my legs - it was the hot guy from the cam earlier with my cum all over his face.

I looked up at the screen and my regular cam Dom was sitting there smiling at me in the same clothes he had before. He hadn't actually gone to shower.

"I see you've been acquainted with Robin," he said. "He was staying over with me the past few days and when your partner came by last night, he mentioned that you would love Robin.

"So I suggested that we get you worked up enough for a fun session with him. That was why I suggested you don't cum.

"Unfortunately, you did anyway so we locked you back up since you've already had your second orgasm and would be feeling pretty spent now."

As he said that, Robin turned my chair around and standing right in front of me was my partner, naked except for a chest harness, boots and a pair of leather jocks on. In his hand was a collar.

Robin then crawled over to him and my partner put the collar on him.

He looked up at me, still restrained and locked in chastity.

"You've had your fun, now it's our turn. Enjoy the show!"

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.