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.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
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.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Sleep tight - Part 1
It's been a while since that incident where my partner's playmate came home with him to surprise me as I was tied up on the bed. What happened the rest of the night was fascinating in itself, but that's a story for another night.
As much fun as it was, we both didn't get too involved with third parties after that incident - at least not as a couple. There was that session with my online Dom but that was it as I recall. We've long established that we'd head out to look for our own thrills, although I was more than eager and satisfied to settle for just him.
Lately, however, he has been pretty busy and work has gotten him traveling quite a bit. In a way, it's good that we both get our space and I know that he enjoys getting some play outside of the city. This is especially so when his friends all know him to be the dominant one. After that last session, I've discovered that he's got a pretty submissive side that was waiting to come out as well. This also meant that he spent more time with me and less time searching for Doms when we're in town together.
It's Saturday morning today, and we've cleared the whole weekend out for play. We usually do this - cancel all appointments, and make no arrangements - whenever we can, especially if he's leaving on a trip. He's due to fly out on Sunday evening and has to get to the airport by 7pm to catch his flight. He'll be away for just about 10 days so we wanted to make sure we spent some 'quality' time together before he left.
The scene technically started a few days ago when he decided that in anticipation of our weekend play, I'd not cum for about 5 days. On Friday night, we went to watch a movie together and just as we were leaving, he thought it'd be fun to lock the CB3000 on me. I knew right then that the session would start on Friday night. But nothing happened. We came home, took a shower and went to bed. I'm pretty sure he slept well but I kept waking up from the discomfort of getting hard in the CB. Having not cum in 5 days, I was pretty horny by then.
He woke me up Saturday morning by pulling my hair and pushing me down to his crotch.
"Suck on it," he ordered.
Play time had started! I started giving him a blow job to "wake him up" and really went for it. Being locked in the CB has gotten me into a submissive state and I really wanted to please him. I didn't go easy on him, only because I knew that the hornier he was while we play, the more fun it is. What I didn't expect what that he'd suddenly pull out of my mouth, let out a loud groan and cum on my face.
I was shocked. He doesn't usually cum so soon because he would want to be horny for our play. At first, I thought it was because I went too fast, but it also dawned on me that he could have pulled out when he wanted to. But I soon forgot all about it when he used him cum and started tweaking my nipples. All I could do is moan.
Just as I was getting all aroused again, however, he sent me to wash up. As I dried off walking out of the shower, he was fully dressed in casual wear. He walked over to me and put a collar on my neck, and attached a leash. He then went on his knees and put an electro cock ring on me. It was strange that he was dressed casually but this meant that there was still more play.
"Whip me up some breakfast," he ordered. "I've got a conference call. When you're done, kneel by the dinner table and I'll come out when I'm finished".
It was a good thing that I finished cooking fast because he was done in less than 20 minutes. I hadn't heard him walk over, and only realized it when he grabbed on the leashed and pulled me up to my feet. We sat down and had breakfast silently. I judged his actions of the morning to mean that for the weekend, we weren't partners. He was my Dom and I was his sub.
Still, it was all very weird and nothing that we've done before. Our kinky sessions has always been affectionate despite him being strict. It was always playful, despite him being firm. Today was a whole different ball game and I wasn't sure how to react. I kept wondering what he had in mind store when I was snapped back to reality hearing him call out to me.
"Boy! Focus on me!"
"I'm sorry," I said and held my head down.
"On your knees," he just said without reacting to my apology. He then walked away and return putting a blindfold over my eyes.
He held me up and got me to stand and then cuffed my hands behind my back. Soon, I could feel him writing something on my chest before putting on nipple clamps. He then put something around my balls which felt damp. It was only when I felt him strap on the box to my waist that I knew it was the remove electro device. It was then that I knew he was dressing me up to head out.
As if reading my mind, I felt him uncuffing my hands and helping me put on a shirt. He buttoned it up and then took the blindfold off. Once my eyes got adjusted to the light, I noticed that he had laid out some clothes for me. He had a tie and a jacket ready (obviously to cover the collar) and a pair of slacks. It would appear that he wanted me in formal wear. He nodded to the clothes and I immediately went over to put them on.
The moment I was done, he dragged me to the front door and kissed me. As the fabric is light and he had not given me any briefs to wear, my CB was tenting in my slacks. He removed the leash, picked up a parcel and passed it over to me.
"Today, you're going to be my delivery boy. Take the care and deliver this parcel to my friend. His address is on the front. At no time are you to remove any item you have on you without instructions. Pass it to him and come straight back. If you're not back in an hour, I'm going to leave you in the CB until I come back from my trip. Understand?"
Afraid of any potential repercussions, considering his behavior all morning, I only nodded and walked out of the door and got into the car. I wasn't sure of the place so I had to use Google Maps to direct me. The app estimated that the drive would be less than 20 minutes each way which means that I would be able to get home under the hour without any problems as it was a weekend and therefore, less traffic. The app was accurate and within 20 minutes, I found myself outside of a very beautiful house.
I rang the doorbell and heard someone shout out, "It's unlocked. Come in". I hesitantly opened the door but there was no one in sight. "Lock the door behind you and come over here please!" I heard a voice coming from a room and I did as instructed. Sitting behind his table was a slightly older gentleman, probably in his late 30s or early 40s. He was dressed pretty casually and was very good looking. He turned away from his computer and removed his glasses when I walked in and remarked, "Nice package".
I could have sworn he was looking at my CB when he said that. The thought made me uncomfortable. Was I hard again and was it tenting in my slacks, I wondered to myself. I daren't look down in case it brought too much attention to myself. Flushed, I walked over to pass him the package as he was obviously expecting it.
But before I could take more than a couple of steps, he exclaimed," Stop!" I looked at him strangely, wondering what was going on.
"Unbutton your shirt," he said calmly.
"Excuse me?" I blurted exasperately.
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"I think you must be mistak ..." I responded by was cut off by this sharp pain around my balls. He just grinned and held up a device which looks like a small remote control.
"What's going on?" I asked again and felt another zap.
"I suggest you quickly unbutton your shirt," he instructed. Still in pain, panicking and scared, I removed it immediately, forgetting that I had my collar on under and words on my chest. It was only when he smirked did it occur to me to look down and read it. It read: "I'm horny, please edge me."
"Very well then," he said. "Take off your clothes and leave it on the chair there."
"I don't know what's going on but ..." I spoke again and immediately, he zapped the electro. Immediately, I did as told, finally realizing that I shouldn't be speaking. As I put my clothes down, he walked over my, pulled me by the CB and proceeded to unlock it. It was only then that I managed to relax - the only way he could have access to the key is if my partner passed it to him. I was half expecting him to pop up from the other room at any moment, but he didn't. The guy just put a leash on me and pulled on it, leading me out of the room, my hard cock throbbing in anticipation.
To be continued ...
As much fun as it was, we both didn't get too involved with third parties after that incident - at least not as a couple. There was that session with my online Dom but that was it as I recall. We've long established that we'd head out to look for our own thrills, although I was more than eager and satisfied to settle for just him.
Lately, however, he has been pretty busy and work has gotten him traveling quite a bit. In a way, it's good that we both get our space and I know that he enjoys getting some play outside of the city. This is especially so when his friends all know him to be the dominant one. After that last session, I've discovered that he's got a pretty submissive side that was waiting to come out as well. This also meant that he spent more time with me and less time searching for Doms when we're in town together.
It's Saturday morning today, and we've cleared the whole weekend out for play. We usually do this - cancel all appointments, and make no arrangements - whenever we can, especially if he's leaving on a trip. He's due to fly out on Sunday evening and has to get to the airport by 7pm to catch his flight. He'll be away for just about 10 days so we wanted to make sure we spent some 'quality' time together before he left.
The scene technically started a few days ago when he decided that in anticipation of our weekend play, I'd not cum for about 5 days. On Friday night, we went to watch a movie together and just as we were leaving, he thought it'd be fun to lock the CB3000 on me. I knew right then that the session would start on Friday night. But nothing happened. We came home, took a shower and went to bed. I'm pretty sure he slept well but I kept waking up from the discomfort of getting hard in the CB. Having not cum in 5 days, I was pretty horny by then.
He woke me up Saturday morning by pulling my hair and pushing me down to his crotch.
"Suck on it," he ordered.
Play time had started! I started giving him a blow job to "wake him up" and really went for it. Being locked in the CB has gotten me into a submissive state and I really wanted to please him. I didn't go easy on him, only because I knew that the hornier he was while we play, the more fun it is. What I didn't expect what that he'd suddenly pull out of my mouth, let out a loud groan and cum on my face.
I was shocked. He doesn't usually cum so soon because he would want to be horny for our play. At first, I thought it was because I went too fast, but it also dawned on me that he could have pulled out when he wanted to. But I soon forgot all about it when he used him cum and started tweaking my nipples. All I could do is moan.
Just as I was getting all aroused again, however, he sent me to wash up. As I dried off walking out of the shower, he was fully dressed in casual wear. He walked over to me and put a collar on my neck, and attached a leash. He then went on his knees and put an electro cock ring on me. It was strange that he was dressed casually but this meant that there was still more play.
"Whip me up some breakfast," he ordered. "I've got a conference call. When you're done, kneel by the dinner table and I'll come out when I'm finished".
It was a good thing that I finished cooking fast because he was done in less than 20 minutes. I hadn't heard him walk over, and only realized it when he grabbed on the leashed and pulled me up to my feet. We sat down and had breakfast silently. I judged his actions of the morning to mean that for the weekend, we weren't partners. He was my Dom and I was his sub.
Still, it was all very weird and nothing that we've done before. Our kinky sessions has always been affectionate despite him being strict. It was always playful, despite him being firm. Today was a whole different ball game and I wasn't sure how to react. I kept wondering what he had in mind store when I was snapped back to reality hearing him call out to me.
"Boy! Focus on me!"
"I'm sorry," I said and held my head down.
"On your knees," he just said without reacting to my apology. He then walked away and return putting a blindfold over my eyes.
He held me up and got me to stand and then cuffed my hands behind my back. Soon, I could feel him writing something on my chest before putting on nipple clamps. He then put something around my balls which felt damp. It was only when I felt him strap on the box to my waist that I knew it was the remove electro device. It was then that I knew he was dressing me up to head out.
As if reading my mind, I felt him uncuffing my hands and helping me put on a shirt. He buttoned it up and then took the blindfold off. Once my eyes got adjusted to the light, I noticed that he had laid out some clothes for me. He had a tie and a jacket ready (obviously to cover the collar) and a pair of slacks. It would appear that he wanted me in formal wear. He nodded to the clothes and I immediately went over to put them on.
The moment I was done, he dragged me to the front door and kissed me. As the fabric is light and he had not given me any briefs to wear, my CB was tenting in my slacks. He removed the leash, picked up a parcel and passed it over to me.
"Today, you're going to be my delivery boy. Take the care and deliver this parcel to my friend. His address is on the front. At no time are you to remove any item you have on you without instructions. Pass it to him and come straight back. If you're not back in an hour, I'm going to leave you in the CB until I come back from my trip. Understand?"
Afraid of any potential repercussions, considering his behavior all morning, I only nodded and walked out of the door and got into the car. I wasn't sure of the place so I had to use Google Maps to direct me. The app estimated that the drive would be less than 20 minutes each way which means that I would be able to get home under the hour without any problems as it was a weekend and therefore, less traffic. The app was accurate and within 20 minutes, I found myself outside of a very beautiful house.
I rang the doorbell and heard someone shout out, "It's unlocked. Come in". I hesitantly opened the door but there was no one in sight. "Lock the door behind you and come over here please!" I heard a voice coming from a room and I did as instructed. Sitting behind his table was a slightly older gentleman, probably in his late 30s or early 40s. He was dressed pretty casually and was very good looking. He turned away from his computer and removed his glasses when I walked in and remarked, "Nice package".
I could have sworn he was looking at my CB when he said that. The thought made me uncomfortable. Was I hard again and was it tenting in my slacks, I wondered to myself. I daren't look down in case it brought too much attention to myself. Flushed, I walked over to pass him the package as he was obviously expecting it.
But before I could take more than a couple of steps, he exclaimed," Stop!" I looked at him strangely, wondering what was going on.
"Unbutton your shirt," he said calmly.
"Excuse me?" I blurted exasperately.
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"I think you must be mistak ..." I responded by was cut off by this sharp pain around my balls. He just grinned and held up a device which looks like a small remote control.
"What's going on?" I asked again and felt another zap.
"I suggest you quickly unbutton your shirt," he instructed. Still in pain, panicking and scared, I removed it immediately, forgetting that I had my collar on under and words on my chest. It was only when he smirked did it occur to me to look down and read it. It read: "I'm horny, please edge me."
"Very well then," he said. "Take off your clothes and leave it on the chair there."
"I don't know what's going on but ..." I spoke again and immediately, he zapped the electro. Immediately, I did as told, finally realizing that I shouldn't be speaking. As I put my clothes down, he walked over my, pulled me by the CB and proceeded to unlock it. It was only then that I managed to relax - the only way he could have access to the key is if my partner passed it to him. I was half expecting him to pop up from the other room at any moment, but he didn't. The guy just put a leash on me and pulled on it, leading me out of the room, my hard cock throbbing in anticipation.
To be continued ...
Friday, January 27, 2012
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.
"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.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Packed journey
It was only our second proper date, but it was the third time we were meeting after that first encounter at Hanky Panky. I had returned to visit him and we were at the stage where we wanted to see if we could make the relationship work.
As I was taking the train in, we decided that he would meet me on a platform along the way after his work. If we could time it correctly, I'd already be on the train when he came in. Otherwise, I'd have to get out and wait for him.
Whether it was serendipity or not, I saw his face right there as the doors to the train opened and I was getting ready to step off. There were many people so he just indicated with the flick of his chin to stay on board as he came on.
At this stage, I was pretty shy about public displays of affection and so we didn't embrace or anything. He just stepped up towards me and said hi. Obviously, we weren't too comfortable with each other yet.
"Packed train huh?" I said, trying to make conversation.
He just nodded, grinned, and said, "Maybe you should grab this bar." He was indicating towards the handle bar above him, although I already had my hands on the one above my head.
I shook my head, trying to tell him that I was okay the way I am.
"Grab it," he said with some force. I did.
I didn't realize it then but he basically wanted me to lean into him. I took a whiff of him as I drew closer without trying to make it look too obvious.
Suddenly, I felt his hand at my crotch and saw a grin on his face. He had a plan all along. What he didn't expect to feel was a hard, plastic device down there - he had grabbed on to the CB3000 I was wearing to surprise him.
Not that he was complaining, he just smirked and kept grabbing at it and rubbing at my balls in that packed train and it was all I could do not to start humping into him or moaning. My senses were heightened and I got worried we'd get caught out but it was a horny experience.
About six stops later, he let go and got ready to step off the tube. I didn't know where he lived so I was going to follow him anyway so it caught me off guard. As we exited the train station, however, he told me that we're going to take a little detour, since I was obviously horny for some play. I suppose wearing a CB is a good way to indicate your horniness.
We walked into a bar which was rather full and I panicked a little bit, thinking he was going to make me display myself for all of them. While I'm a closet exhibitionist, I also like a controlled environment - not just one where I am the only one in action.
But instead of stopping in the bar, we walked through a door near the back and down the stairs into the basement. The man behind the counter was all decked out in leather and I started to get the idea of where we were.
It wasn't a very big place but there were only about 20-30 people so there was enough space. Most people were decked out in gear, although there were a few who were like us, just casually dressed. The moment we walked in, he ran over to chat to a friend and I just stood at the back of the room.
After a few minutes of feeling really awkward, I decided to get a drink for myself. I didn't feel abandoned by him as I wanted him to enjoy his evening as well so I just sat back and observed the crowd.
Most people were chatting and laughing, there was a bit of teasing and casual playing going on. One person was mummified to the wall, while another was restrained face down on a horse-bench.
Things were getting uncomfortable for me in my CB but I just held on. He came back and introduced some people to me now and then but I don't make conversation well, so I just smiled a lot. He was spending a lot of time with this one guy however, and I started feeling a bit jealous.
As if they could read my mind, his friend indicated at me to walk over to him. He was smiling, rather playful but there was a sense of authority in his action. I went over immediately. He then told me to go into a room at the back of the hall.
I looked at my date, he just smiled kindly and nodded, and I knew I had to do this although I wasn't sure what I was in for.
The device was a small version of a horse-bench, except that there were stockade-like holes to put your hands through at the front, and at the back for ankles. I climbed on when I was asked to do it, although I did tell them that I was too embarrassed. That excuse didn't work with them.
Truth be told, it didn't take much to convince me to go up. It wasn't that I didn't want to try it, but I was nervous about having people all around and I've not done anything like this before.
Before I knew it, I had climbed onto the device, my hands were put in place and then my boots were removed to fit into the ankle area. Within minutes, I was crouched on my knees, face down, bum in the air and there was nothing I could do.
Things started pretty mild at first - a bit of tickling, which I don't usually enjoy, but I was experiencing something new and I didn't want to stop anyone. I told myself that I'll try to take whatever they gave to me for as much and as long as I could.
The tickling got more intense and someone started spanking me. The rest of the time, it was all a blur as I was just soaking it all in. At some point, they decided that they would need more gear so someone borrowed some flogs and paddles and I got a bit of a lashing. It was the first time I've ever been flogged and while I didn't enjoy it when it got too painful and had to tell him to stop, it was an interesting experience.
I didn't know who else was there but I suspect there were quite a few people as the tickling got a bit more intense and I could feel more hands. Midway through, someone also came along and secured the latched for my hands and feet with locks. Then, a sub was placed in the cage under me and I thought I could feel him tickling my feet through the cage as well.
Then the ice made an appearance which was quite a trip, after the heat of the flogging, that is, until someone decided to put it down my pants.
All this time, my cock was trying to get hard in my CB and it started to hurt a little as I was pressing into the platform that my body was resting on.
I'm not sure how long this went on for but by the end of it, I was really horny and in this sub space. By the time the locks were removed, I had already felt so many different sensations that it was hard to wrap my head around it. The only thing that could have made the scene better was if my pants were removed, CB unlocked and cock and balls pulled through a hole on the wooden platform for an edging session.
My date pulled me in for a hug once I had gotten the feeling in my hands and legs back and said: "I didn't touch you at all, as I wanted to watch and keep you safe. Nut I throughly enjoyed the show. Ready to go?"
I was, but I would have agreed to anything he said by that stage. He did his goodbyes, as did I and we walked out of the club back towards the train station. We were finally going home.
The train was empty as it was late but we stood really close together anyway, despite the fact that there were lots of seats.
He spoke to me a lot but all I could do was nod, smile and acknowledge his words. My mind was still in that space.
Suddenly he said, "You've been good tonight so you can take the CB off if you want to tonight. Whichever way, we'll have a fun few days but this is probably the last choice I'm going to give you for a while. So what do say?"
I couldn't think properly, and don't function well with decisions like this. But I decided that after tonight, my heart, my self and my cock would belong to him. Just standing there looking into his eyes and seeing him smile, I realized that I was in love.
I just shook my head. He knew what it meant. He gave my CB a tap, smirked and said, "Let's see how much horniness you have in you the next few days, shall we?"
As I was taking the train in, we decided that he would meet me on a platform along the way after his work. If we could time it correctly, I'd already be on the train when he came in. Otherwise, I'd have to get out and wait for him.
Whether it was serendipity or not, I saw his face right there as the doors to the train opened and I was getting ready to step off. There were many people so he just indicated with the flick of his chin to stay on board as he came on.
At this stage, I was pretty shy about public displays of affection and so we didn't embrace or anything. He just stepped up towards me and said hi. Obviously, we weren't too comfortable with each other yet.
"Packed train huh?" I said, trying to make conversation.
He just nodded, grinned, and said, "Maybe you should grab this bar." He was indicating towards the handle bar above him, although I already had my hands on the one above my head.
I shook my head, trying to tell him that I was okay the way I am.
"Grab it," he said with some force. I did.
I didn't realize it then but he basically wanted me to lean into him. I took a whiff of him as I drew closer without trying to make it look too obvious.
Suddenly, I felt his hand at my crotch and saw a grin on his face. He had a plan all along. What he didn't expect to feel was a hard, plastic device down there - he had grabbed on to the CB3000 I was wearing to surprise him.
Not that he was complaining, he just smirked and kept grabbing at it and rubbing at my balls in that packed train and it was all I could do not to start humping into him or moaning. My senses were heightened and I got worried we'd get caught out but it was a horny experience.
About six stops later, he let go and got ready to step off the tube. I didn't know where he lived so I was going to follow him anyway so it caught me off guard. As we exited the train station, however, he told me that we're going to take a little detour, since I was obviously horny for some play. I suppose wearing a CB is a good way to indicate your horniness.
We walked into a bar which was rather full and I panicked a little bit, thinking he was going to make me display myself for all of them. While I'm a closet exhibitionist, I also like a controlled environment - not just one where I am the only one in action.
But instead of stopping in the bar, we walked through a door near the back and down the stairs into the basement. The man behind the counter was all decked out in leather and I started to get the idea of where we were.
It wasn't a very big place but there were only about 20-30 people so there was enough space. Most people were decked out in gear, although there were a few who were like us, just casually dressed. The moment we walked in, he ran over to chat to a friend and I just stood at the back of the room.
After a few minutes of feeling really awkward, I decided to get a drink for myself. I didn't feel abandoned by him as I wanted him to enjoy his evening as well so I just sat back and observed the crowd.
Most people were chatting and laughing, there was a bit of teasing and casual playing going on. One person was mummified to the wall, while another was restrained face down on a horse-bench.
Things were getting uncomfortable for me in my CB but I just held on. He came back and introduced some people to me now and then but I don't make conversation well, so I just smiled a lot. He was spending a lot of time with this one guy however, and I started feeling a bit jealous.
As if they could read my mind, his friend indicated at me to walk over to him. He was smiling, rather playful but there was a sense of authority in his action. I went over immediately. He then told me to go into a room at the back of the hall.
I looked at my date, he just smiled kindly and nodded, and I knew I had to do this although I wasn't sure what I was in for.
The device was a small version of a horse-bench, except that there were stockade-like holes to put your hands through at the front, and at the back for ankles. I climbed on when I was asked to do it, although I did tell them that I was too embarrassed. That excuse didn't work with them.
Truth be told, it didn't take much to convince me to go up. It wasn't that I didn't want to try it, but I was nervous about having people all around and I've not done anything like this before.
Before I knew it, I had climbed onto the device, my hands were put in place and then my boots were removed to fit into the ankle area. Within minutes, I was crouched on my knees, face down, bum in the air and there was nothing I could do.
Things started pretty mild at first - a bit of tickling, which I don't usually enjoy, but I was experiencing something new and I didn't want to stop anyone. I told myself that I'll try to take whatever they gave to me for as much and as long as I could.
The tickling got more intense and someone started spanking me. The rest of the time, it was all a blur as I was just soaking it all in. At some point, they decided that they would need more gear so someone borrowed some flogs and paddles and I got a bit of a lashing. It was the first time I've ever been flogged and while I didn't enjoy it when it got too painful and had to tell him to stop, it was an interesting experience.
I didn't know who else was there but I suspect there were quite a few people as the tickling got a bit more intense and I could feel more hands. Midway through, someone also came along and secured the latched for my hands and feet with locks. Then, a sub was placed in the cage under me and I thought I could feel him tickling my feet through the cage as well.
Then the ice made an appearance which was quite a trip, after the heat of the flogging, that is, until someone decided to put it down my pants.
All this time, my cock was trying to get hard in my CB and it started to hurt a little as I was pressing into the platform that my body was resting on.
I'm not sure how long this went on for but by the end of it, I was really horny and in this sub space. By the time the locks were removed, I had already felt so many different sensations that it was hard to wrap my head around it. The only thing that could have made the scene better was if my pants were removed, CB unlocked and cock and balls pulled through a hole on the wooden platform for an edging session.
My date pulled me in for a hug once I had gotten the feeling in my hands and legs back and said: "I didn't touch you at all, as I wanted to watch and keep you safe. Nut I throughly enjoyed the show. Ready to go?"
I was, but I would have agreed to anything he said by that stage. He did his goodbyes, as did I and we walked out of the club back towards the train station. We were finally going home.
The train was empty as it was late but we stood really close together anyway, despite the fact that there were lots of seats.
He spoke to me a lot but all I could do was nod, smile and acknowledge his words. My mind was still in that space.
Suddenly he said, "You've been good tonight so you can take the CB off if you want to tonight. Whichever way, we'll have a fun few days but this is probably the last choice I'm going to give you for a while. So what do say?"
I couldn't think properly, and don't function well with decisions like this. But I decided that after tonight, my heart, my self and my cock would belong to him. Just standing there looking into his eyes and seeing him smile, I realized that I was in love.
I just shook my head. He knew what it meant. He gave my CB a tap, smirked and said, "Let's see how much horniness you have in you the next few days, shall we?"
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Days are numbered
It was almost 8.15pm and I had dinner laid out on the table. My partner usually comes home from work about eight so I try to make sure that I've got it all prepared for him and taken a nice shower after so I can give him a refreshing hug after he comes home.
We've been together for six years now, and while there has been up and downs in our relationship, I still love him to bits. Every time I get angry with him, I remember the first time we met and the time he proposed, and I remember what a lucky person I am.
Tonight, though, he is a little late. He doesn't like me checking in on him too much so I don't bother calling him. Instead, I head online as I usually do while waiting for him for a bit of a chat with some friends.
It is only then that I noticed, at 7.45pm, that one of my oldest and more regular online friends had messaged me. I have known him for years, even before I got attached, and we used to play a little bit on cam but never in person, despite the fact that we lived in the same city.
"Put your gag on," he had said.
I don't know what got over me but I was so used to taking directions from him that I put my pecker gag on immediately and proceeded to let him know. The moment it went on, I knew what was up. Some days when I'm horny, if I'm done with my cooking early, I'd come online and play a bit. My regular Doms know to go along with it, instruct me to get myself in some sort of predicament and surprise my partner when he comes home.
Some days, when he's not really in the mood, he just puts the CB on me and says, "Let's have dinner". Other nights, he takes over - sometimes on the cam itself, sometimes he drags me to the bedroom - and we have a hot session. Either way, I got myself in that predicament and face the consequences of my actions.
"It's late though," I tell my buddy. "He could be home anytime, not sure I should be doing anything."
He just brushed it off and kept giving me more instructions. Wrist cuffs went on, a collar, ankle cuffs and then nipple clamps once my shirt was off.
"Now strip."
I was so horny by then that I didn't even realize that I had my CB on. I think he was surprised to see it as well.
"Now, that's interesting," he said and proceeded to ask me to furnish him with details about how the CB came on.
Two days ago, I had gotten really horny and decided that I would lock myself up. That is my way of telling my partner that I'm horny and up for play at some point. After being together for such a long time, we've created certain 'signals' to indicate interest. He doesn't always play with me immediately once he's seen it, preferring to make me wait until he is ready.
Last night, however, he did grab the keys for a bit just before we went to bed and I thought I was going to get some action. I kind of did. We started making out as he fumbled with the keys to unlock it and proceeded to edge me. I was moaning and groaning when he suddenly got a phone call. I knew I had to be silent but he kept stroking me.
When he realized I was close to cumming, he whispered, "I'm going to finish this call outside. Don't cum, you won't regret it."
The phone call went for 15 minutes and I just lay there. I was horny and frustrated as my cock started going flaccid. Just as it went all soft, he walked back in and saw me there. Before I could get my cock hard in excitement again, he said, "You seem to have lost interest, guess we'll just lock you back up." And he did.
Needless to say, I was horny all through the night and today.
Back to the present, my online buddy thought it was pretty amusing and proceeded to tease me verbally, getting me hornier and hornier.
He excused himself for a few minutes and I sat there edging myself when I received a text message from my boyfriend saying that he's working late. I was disappointed that he would not come back and see me in this predicament, but was totally enjoying chatting to my friend as well.
When my friend came back, and I told him what happened, he just smirked and suggested something else.
"Since you're not going to get any play tonight, you might as well cum for me tonight. Unlock yourself."
I'm not used to saying no to him so I did. I knew what was coming, however, and I was right. We spent about half an hour of edging, although he did excuse himself a few times but left what sounded like porn in the background as I could hear moaning.
When he was done with the edging, and I was on a high, wanting to cum so bad, he said:
"I think you should stop stroking now and get back in that CB. Your partner would appreciate it." I whined and complained a bit but I knew it wasn't going to change his mind.
Then he continued just as I'd gotten soft and put the cage back on but before the lock was in place, "I want you to used a numbered lock. We're going to punish your boyfriend for coming home late and that means he won't get to have sex with you for a couple of days because I will decide when you can remove the lock."
It wasn't something we've done before, taking my cam play into my relationship. But I was so horny, I agreed and the numbered lock went on. I saw him taking down the number so he would check on me over the next few days.
Just as I realized what a mess I've gotten myself into, and about to start panicking about what my partner would say, my online Dom said, "I have a surprise for you."
Before I could react, all I saw was movement as he moved his webcam to show his bed. And there was someone sitting on the bed, spreadeagled and watching me. Then it hit me - it was my partner!
"What's going on?" I exclaimed, not quite sure what was happening.
"A few days ago, I messaged you but your partner replied instead. He said you were out and we started chatting. He said he could never understand your obsession with cam play, although he is happy to indulge you because he wants you to be happy."
The story goes that my online Dom offered to show him by inviting him over to watch one of our sessions. Tonight was supposed to be the night, so it was all planned. He would only do it on one condition, however, and that was my partner had to be tied up the whole time while watching.
"We could have him jerking off to our show, now, could we? But he was moaning so much watch, totally getting off on watching you that I gave him a bit of an edging myself."
He then walked over to my partner, who's dick has gone flaccid following the conversation. To his horror, my online Dom put on a chastity device over his cock but didn't lock it. He then showed me the key and said:
"Here's the deal, and we'll only go through with this with your consent. I know how horny you are and how tempted you are to break that lock and cum. You're more than welcome to but for each time you break a lock, I'm going to keep your partner in the CB for an extra three days."
"Once you go by a whole week in the CB, I'll let him out. So, you could be a really good boy and stay locked for a week or break it, get your orgasm but make your partner suffer for it. Your call."
I looked at my partner and see the fear in his eyes. I feel my CB and I know it's filled to the brim. I was really horny and wanted nothing more than my horny partner with me.
"Go for it," I said. And the lock went click.
We've been together for six years now, and while there has been up and downs in our relationship, I still love him to bits. Every time I get angry with him, I remember the first time we met and the time he proposed, and I remember what a lucky person I am.
Tonight, though, he is a little late. He doesn't like me checking in on him too much so I don't bother calling him. Instead, I head online as I usually do while waiting for him for a bit of a chat with some friends.
It is only then that I noticed, at 7.45pm, that one of my oldest and more regular online friends had messaged me. I have known him for years, even before I got attached, and we used to play a little bit on cam but never in person, despite the fact that we lived in the same city.
"Put your gag on," he had said.
I don't know what got over me but I was so used to taking directions from him that I put my pecker gag on immediately and proceeded to let him know. The moment it went on, I knew what was up. Some days when I'm horny, if I'm done with my cooking early, I'd come online and play a bit. My regular Doms know to go along with it, instruct me to get myself in some sort of predicament and surprise my partner when he comes home.
Some days, when he's not really in the mood, he just puts the CB on me and says, "Let's have dinner". Other nights, he takes over - sometimes on the cam itself, sometimes he drags me to the bedroom - and we have a hot session. Either way, I got myself in that predicament and face the consequences of my actions.
"It's late though," I tell my buddy. "He could be home anytime, not sure I should be doing anything."
He just brushed it off and kept giving me more instructions. Wrist cuffs went on, a collar, ankle cuffs and then nipple clamps once my shirt was off.
"Now strip."
I was so horny by then that I didn't even realize that I had my CB on. I think he was surprised to see it as well.
"Now, that's interesting," he said and proceeded to ask me to furnish him with details about how the CB came on.
Two days ago, I had gotten really horny and decided that I would lock myself up. That is my way of telling my partner that I'm horny and up for play at some point. After being together for such a long time, we've created certain 'signals' to indicate interest. He doesn't always play with me immediately once he's seen it, preferring to make me wait until he is ready.
Last night, however, he did grab the keys for a bit just before we went to bed and I thought I was going to get some action. I kind of did. We started making out as he fumbled with the keys to unlock it and proceeded to edge me. I was moaning and groaning when he suddenly got a phone call. I knew I had to be silent but he kept stroking me.
When he realized I was close to cumming, he whispered, "I'm going to finish this call outside. Don't cum, you won't regret it."
The phone call went for 15 minutes and I just lay there. I was horny and frustrated as my cock started going flaccid. Just as it went all soft, he walked back in and saw me there. Before I could get my cock hard in excitement again, he said, "You seem to have lost interest, guess we'll just lock you back up." And he did.
Needless to say, I was horny all through the night and today.
Back to the present, my online buddy thought it was pretty amusing and proceeded to tease me verbally, getting me hornier and hornier.
He excused himself for a few minutes and I sat there edging myself when I received a text message from my boyfriend saying that he's working late. I was disappointed that he would not come back and see me in this predicament, but was totally enjoying chatting to my friend as well.
When my friend came back, and I told him what happened, he just smirked and suggested something else.
"Since you're not going to get any play tonight, you might as well cum for me tonight. Unlock yourself."
I'm not used to saying no to him so I did. I knew what was coming, however, and I was right. We spent about half an hour of edging, although he did excuse himself a few times but left what sounded like porn in the background as I could hear moaning.
When he was done with the edging, and I was on a high, wanting to cum so bad, he said:
"I think you should stop stroking now and get back in that CB. Your partner would appreciate it." I whined and complained a bit but I knew it wasn't going to change his mind.
Then he continued just as I'd gotten soft and put the cage back on but before the lock was in place, "I want you to used a numbered lock. We're going to punish your boyfriend for coming home late and that means he won't get to have sex with you for a couple of days because I will decide when you can remove the lock."
It wasn't something we've done before, taking my cam play into my relationship. But I was so horny, I agreed and the numbered lock went on. I saw him taking down the number so he would check on me over the next few days.
Just as I realized what a mess I've gotten myself into, and about to start panicking about what my partner would say, my online Dom said, "I have a surprise for you."
Before I could react, all I saw was movement as he moved his webcam to show his bed. And there was someone sitting on the bed, spreadeagled and watching me. Then it hit me - it was my partner!
"What's going on?" I exclaimed, not quite sure what was happening.
"A few days ago, I messaged you but your partner replied instead. He said you were out and we started chatting. He said he could never understand your obsession with cam play, although he is happy to indulge you because he wants you to be happy."
The story goes that my online Dom offered to show him by inviting him over to watch one of our sessions. Tonight was supposed to be the night, so it was all planned. He would only do it on one condition, however, and that was my partner had to be tied up the whole time while watching.
"We could have him jerking off to our show, now, could we? But he was moaning so much watch, totally getting off on watching you that I gave him a bit of an edging myself."
He then walked over to my partner, who's dick has gone flaccid following the conversation. To his horror, my online Dom put on a chastity device over his cock but didn't lock it. He then showed me the key and said:
"Here's the deal, and we'll only go through with this with your consent. I know how horny you are and how tempted you are to break that lock and cum. You're more than welcome to but for each time you break a lock, I'm going to keep your partner in the CB for an extra three days."
"Once you go by a whole week in the CB, I'll let him out. So, you could be a really good boy and stay locked for a week or break it, get your orgasm but make your partner suffer for it. Your call."
I looked at my partner and see the fear in his eyes. I feel my CB and I know it's filled to the brim. I was really horny and wanted nothing more than my horny partner with me.
"Go for it," I said. And the lock went click.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Locked thought
It's been a long day at work and I just wanted to come home to snuggle up with him.
But as I walked through the doors, a huge wave of disappointment swept over me as I remembered he wasn't home. He was out on a 'date'.
Until recently, his extracurricular activities never bothered me. Truth be told, I too engaged in some of my own fun occasionally. We came to think agreement to seek play outside of the relationship just over a year ago.
We felt that it was not only a way to keep things exciting but it also meant that we got to explore different things with other people and bring that new element back into our relationships.
Still, of late, it seems that he's been out on dates more than he has been back home. And even when we are together, there's not been much play. On the occasion that we do, it's been pretty simple bondage, some lovemaking and we'd both cum.
When I whined a bit about things being too easy, he'd add some elements of teasing. Occasionally, he'd add the slight element of chastity if I asked for it (which kind of defeats the point of chastity, right?).
It was a far cry from when we first started exploring it years ago, when he'd drop me messages throughout the days I was locked up, reminding me of my predicament and keeping me horny.
Some days, he'd even unlock it during playtime, tease me to the edge over and over again before putting me back in there after he'd cum.
These days, I'd be lucky if he'd put the bird lock on me until the next time we play.
But today, I am in the predicament. He'd put the bird lock me three nights ago after we went to an adult store. He knows I get all horny after a visit, especially when I buy something and want to try it out the moment we got home.
Except this time, we had to wait a couple of weeks for the item we purchased to be personalised. So he decided that he'd lock me up that night.
For a flicker of a moment, it reminded me of the old days when he'd lock me up when I was horny. No such luck though. He's not mentioned it since then, and have had two 'dates' since then.
Frustrated and a little upset, I decided to write him an email. I'm not very good with expressing myself to someone's face and he knows this so we've gotten used to me venting out through words.
Sometimes he'd reply and other times we'd talk about it but we've always managed to sort it out.
My email was simple. I told him that I wasn't trying to go back on our agreement to have fun outside of the relationship. Instead, I wanted to share how sad I am that there is so little kinky passion left in our relationship and I wondered if he felt that same. I also wanted to know if he had any suggestions on how to resolve the problem. I ended telling him that I love him still no matter what.
I was just about to head to bed when I noticed that there was an email reply. It was from him!
I found it strange that he would reply so soon, especially if he was out playing. It read simply: Yes. But I'll only tell you if you're in the usual position when I get back.
My cock immediately strained in my bird cage. Whenever he messages me asking to be in a usual position, it always meant a nice play session. And we've not had one in a long while.
Over the time we've been together, the 'usual position' has changed depending on what we were into at that time of our lives.
I also realised that he didn't mention how soon he'd be back so I rushed immediately to strip and put the clothes nicely folded at the side. This was part of the arrangement so he could tell what I was wearing before I got the message and hence, tell what kind of mood I was in.
Dressed in my sleeping gear would only tell him how down I was, seeing as I was going to bed earlier than usual.
Once naked, I put on the leather wrist and ankle cuffs and walked onto bed, dragging out case of toys with me.
Then I cuffed my ankles together and tied them down to the foot of the bed.
After that, the bit gag came on. I also put a cock vibrator over the cock cage and set it to medium. I laid out the nipple clamps next to me on the bed and five clothes pegs in between my legs for his use.
When that was all done, I blindfolded myself and hooked my wrist cuffs to two sets of rope I had tied to the corner of each bed earlier.
Now I could only lie there and wait for him to return. I wasn't sure when this was going to happen but I could not relax. The reason the cock vibrator was on is to make sure I concentrate and focus on my predicament and to make sure I control myself so I wouldn't cum.
The repercussions would be severe if I did.
I'm not sure how much time went by but suddenly I felt a gust of wind so I knew that he had walked into the room.
I felt him grab the controller for the vibrator and thought he'd turn it off but I was wrong. He pushed it to what felt like the highest setting before unlocking my cock cage.
I found that strange as he'd usually torment me, reminding me how I'm usually locked.
Then he out the nipple clamps on and the pegs on my balls, and I moaned in pain through the gag. He still hadn't said a word.
Yet, this was turning me on despite how it was all so foreign to me. He wasn't doing anything that he had done before. It could also be the vibrator but the whole predicament was arousing.
While I was feeling this, he put on ankle cuffs and tied my legs to the foot of the bed so that I was spread-eagle. He then left me along for a while.
Suddenly, I heard a loud thud and a moan coming from near the door. There was some heavy breathing and I suddenly felt a mouth around my cock as the vibrator was removed. I was in heaven. Here, I am tied up and my partner was going down on me.
Except that something felt strange, as I could feel rope being tied to my ankle cuffs. I could not fathom what that rope would be for.
I was about to find out. With a quick movement, my blindfold was removed. And despite the fact that I was adjusting my eyes to the little dim light that was switched on, I could tell something was off.
How did he remove the blindfold while keeping his mouth on my cock?
The sight in front of me, as I started to see properly again, startled me.
There he was, with his head shoved into my crotch. The rope that was tied to my ankles were connected to a collar that went around his neck so that he couldn't move away from my cock.
His hands were wrapped around his body in a straightjacket, which had openings for his nipples, that were clamped. He was naked from the waist down except for a CB6000 that was locked, and his thighs and ankles cuffed together.
Standing behind him was a really handsome man, dressed in a leather shirt, chaps and a jockstrap under. Around his neck was a set of small keys.
"Don't worry, you're not in danger," he told me as I started squirming in my bonds trying to get out. "I was playing with him earlier when your email came into his phone. He was tied up and so he asked me to read it in case it was an emergency."
"I was very upset reading your email, it was never my intention to come between the two of you. I know he loves you very much but it is his horniness that has driven him to explore new things outside."
He continued talking: "When I told him to head home to you, he begged to be allowed to cum first. I refused, telling him to save the load for you. When he said that you wouldn't mind because you would want him to cum first anyway, I was still not convinced."
"He was so horny that he would have said anything to cum. So I decided to lock him up instead. It was only then that he started thinking properly, and panicked about how he would explain the CB6000 to you. So I proposed an idea."
The idea was that my boyfriend would head home immediately, but he would tag along. I've made it no secret that I've fantasied about the idea of a third person joining in a session without me knowing and this must have been something they have spoken about before.
In the car, he suggested that as a punishment, my boyfriend was to spend the night pleasuring m. That is, to keep me horny and give me the edging of my life. But there was a catch.
"I will not unlock his cock until your first orgasm. But since you like to be kept on the edge so much, I forbid you to cum tonight at all. If you do, your punishment is that you will have to cum three times before I will untie either of you."
My boyfriend knows that I am not into milking, so he's pressured to make sure I don't cum. Yet, as long as I don't cum, he won't be able to be unlocked from the chastity device.
My cock was already so hard, and listening to the story got me even hornier if it was possible. The question is, who will break first?
"I'll leave you two lovers to it," the man said as he walked out of the room and turned the TV on next door laughing every time either one of us moaned really loudly.
But as I walked through the doors, a huge wave of disappointment swept over me as I remembered he wasn't home. He was out on a 'date'.
Until recently, his extracurricular activities never bothered me. Truth be told, I too engaged in some of my own fun occasionally. We came to think agreement to seek play outside of the relationship just over a year ago.
We felt that it was not only a way to keep things exciting but it also meant that we got to explore different things with other people and bring that new element back into our relationships.
Still, of late, it seems that he's been out on dates more than he has been back home. And even when we are together, there's not been much play. On the occasion that we do, it's been pretty simple bondage, some lovemaking and we'd both cum.
When I whined a bit about things being too easy, he'd add some elements of teasing. Occasionally, he'd add the slight element of chastity if I asked for it (which kind of defeats the point of chastity, right?).
It was a far cry from when we first started exploring it years ago, when he'd drop me messages throughout the days I was locked up, reminding me of my predicament and keeping me horny.
Some days, he'd even unlock it during playtime, tease me to the edge over and over again before putting me back in there after he'd cum.
These days, I'd be lucky if he'd put the bird lock on me until the next time we play.
But today, I am in the predicament. He'd put the bird lock me three nights ago after we went to an adult store. He knows I get all horny after a visit, especially when I buy something and want to try it out the moment we got home.
Except this time, we had to wait a couple of weeks for the item we purchased to be personalised. So he decided that he'd lock me up that night.
For a flicker of a moment, it reminded me of the old days when he'd lock me up when I was horny. No such luck though. He's not mentioned it since then, and have had two 'dates' since then.
Frustrated and a little upset, I decided to write him an email. I'm not very good with expressing myself to someone's face and he knows this so we've gotten used to me venting out through words.
Sometimes he'd reply and other times we'd talk about it but we've always managed to sort it out.
My email was simple. I told him that I wasn't trying to go back on our agreement to have fun outside of the relationship. Instead, I wanted to share how sad I am that there is so little kinky passion left in our relationship and I wondered if he felt that same. I also wanted to know if he had any suggestions on how to resolve the problem. I ended telling him that I love him still no matter what.
I was just about to head to bed when I noticed that there was an email reply. It was from him!
I found it strange that he would reply so soon, especially if he was out playing. It read simply: Yes. But I'll only tell you if you're in the usual position when I get back.
My cock immediately strained in my bird cage. Whenever he messages me asking to be in a usual position, it always meant a nice play session. And we've not had one in a long while.
Over the time we've been together, the 'usual position' has changed depending on what we were into at that time of our lives.
I also realised that he didn't mention how soon he'd be back so I rushed immediately to strip and put the clothes nicely folded at the side. This was part of the arrangement so he could tell what I was wearing before I got the message and hence, tell what kind of mood I was in.
Dressed in my sleeping gear would only tell him how down I was, seeing as I was going to bed earlier than usual.
Once naked, I put on the leather wrist and ankle cuffs and walked onto bed, dragging out case of toys with me.
Then I cuffed my ankles together and tied them down to the foot of the bed.
After that, the bit gag came on. I also put a cock vibrator over the cock cage and set it to medium. I laid out the nipple clamps next to me on the bed and five clothes pegs in between my legs for his use.
When that was all done, I blindfolded myself and hooked my wrist cuffs to two sets of rope I had tied to the corner of each bed earlier.
Now I could only lie there and wait for him to return. I wasn't sure when this was going to happen but I could not relax. The reason the cock vibrator was on is to make sure I concentrate and focus on my predicament and to make sure I control myself so I wouldn't cum.
The repercussions would be severe if I did.
I'm not sure how much time went by but suddenly I felt a gust of wind so I knew that he had walked into the room.
I felt him grab the controller for the vibrator and thought he'd turn it off but I was wrong. He pushed it to what felt like the highest setting before unlocking my cock cage.
I found that strange as he'd usually torment me, reminding me how I'm usually locked.
Then he out the nipple clamps on and the pegs on my balls, and I moaned in pain through the gag. He still hadn't said a word.
Yet, this was turning me on despite how it was all so foreign to me. He wasn't doing anything that he had done before. It could also be the vibrator but the whole predicament was arousing.
While I was feeling this, he put on ankle cuffs and tied my legs to the foot of the bed so that I was spread-eagle. He then left me along for a while.
Suddenly, I heard a loud thud and a moan coming from near the door. There was some heavy breathing and I suddenly felt a mouth around my cock as the vibrator was removed. I was in heaven. Here, I am tied up and my partner was going down on me.
Except that something felt strange, as I could feel rope being tied to my ankle cuffs. I could not fathom what that rope would be for.
I was about to find out. With a quick movement, my blindfold was removed. And despite the fact that I was adjusting my eyes to the little dim light that was switched on, I could tell something was off.
How did he remove the blindfold while keeping his mouth on my cock?
The sight in front of me, as I started to see properly again, startled me.
There he was, with his head shoved into my crotch. The rope that was tied to my ankles were connected to a collar that went around his neck so that he couldn't move away from my cock.
His hands were wrapped around his body in a straightjacket, which had openings for his nipples, that were clamped. He was naked from the waist down except for a CB6000 that was locked, and his thighs and ankles cuffed together.
Standing behind him was a really handsome man, dressed in a leather shirt, chaps and a jockstrap under. Around his neck was a set of small keys.
"Don't worry, you're not in danger," he told me as I started squirming in my bonds trying to get out. "I was playing with him earlier when your email came into his phone. He was tied up and so he asked me to read it in case it was an emergency."
"I was very upset reading your email, it was never my intention to come between the two of you. I know he loves you very much but it is his horniness that has driven him to explore new things outside."
He continued talking: "When I told him to head home to you, he begged to be allowed to cum first. I refused, telling him to save the load for you. When he said that you wouldn't mind because you would want him to cum first anyway, I was still not convinced."
"He was so horny that he would have said anything to cum. So I decided to lock him up instead. It was only then that he started thinking properly, and panicked about how he would explain the CB6000 to you. So I proposed an idea."
The idea was that my boyfriend would head home immediately, but he would tag along. I've made it no secret that I've fantasied about the idea of a third person joining in a session without me knowing and this must have been something they have spoken about before.
In the car, he suggested that as a punishment, my boyfriend was to spend the night pleasuring m. That is, to keep me horny and give me the edging of my life. But there was a catch.
"I will not unlock his cock until your first orgasm. But since you like to be kept on the edge so much, I forbid you to cum tonight at all. If you do, your punishment is that you will have to cum three times before I will untie either of you."
My boyfriend knows that I am not into milking, so he's pressured to make sure I don't cum. Yet, as long as I don't cum, he won't be able to be unlocked from the chastity device.
My cock was already so hard, and listening to the story got me even hornier if it was possible. The question is, who will break first?
"I'll leave you two lovers to it," the man said as he walked out of the room and turned the TV on next door laughing every time either one of us moaned really loudly.
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