(Fiction) he looked hot, in his bomber, his leather jeans, the haircut, the 4 day beard, the cigarette in his mouth… It was the third time I saw him pass by the cafe I sat in for my afternoon coffee here during my vacation.
Like the first tow times, I paid and left, just to follow him for a while, just to admire that guy for a while longer. It was winter, still snow around here, so having a little walk was nice in general, but when this time he turned into the city park, that made even more 'sense' then, a little relaxing winter strawl through the park, nothing unusual on that, just in case he would wonder why I followed him and I needed to explain.
The park however was quite empty. Well, for one cold winter, but also weekday, afternoon, most people likely at work anyway. I kept my distance, so when I saw him sit down at a wooden rest area with table and bench, I had plenty time to 'arrange' a casual passing my, not looking like it stalked him. But while still watching him during the attempt to look like just someone enjoying that park walk, I noticed him opening his bomber and then a major surprise.
Since he basically faced in my direction I saw what looked like a chain wound around his belly, but he unwound it and suddenly held a leg/wrist cuff combination in his hands, prior well hidden wound around his waist under that jacket. His jacket still open, his cigarette still in his mouth, he sat down at that bench, holding that chain combo rather demonstratively in front of himself while… Fuck… Is he looking right at me?
I got nervous, but kept walking 'casually' and decided not to react on this in any way, was just about to pass near him on the main path, when he seemed to shout something at me, though I did not understand his language, I stopped, looked at him and asking in English if he was talking to me, as I did not understand what he said.
Luckily he responded in broken, yet ok-ish English then. He asked if I noticed 'these' while briefly lifting and shaking that cuffs combination. On my agreeing nod, he asked then 'and what should happen with them?'
I still was a little puzzled about him so openly just holding those in front of him, then again, quiet park, nobody around, but also this rather direct approach now, as if he knew I'd be interested. But I also noticed now that I stood rather close and his jacket was open, he was wearing a thick chain around his neck, so definitely on my wavelength I thought, feeling a little relief on that, though… Well.. I had hoped for something different…
So I told him: 'i am a firm believer of old values, you are (pointing at that chain on his neck) wearing a locked chain, I believe whoever locks a chain on a boy, owns that boy… Or potentially slave, whichever the relation may be. So seeing that, it is clear that those cuffs should be on you.'
He laughed and mumbled something I did not understand, but then came back with: 'you are right, I am owned by my master, but I believe those cuffs belong on you. I know you need that, so come here and turn around.'
I was surprised by that of course, but then again, my dick sprung to life when he said that, also in the tone he said that, more commanding than I expected. I hesitated though and he repeated the last command, this time much more severe and harsh in tone, while also standing up and opening the hand cuffs. I do not know why, this was a stupid move, but that guy, I jerked off a few times last two nights over him, and now he basically 'wanted' to… So I finally stepped closer to him, turned around and put my arms on my back.
He did not hesitate or delay, he firmly grabbed each arm and I felt the thick and heavy wrist cuffs snap in place, tight enough to be certain it cannot slip off. He quickly then went down, slid up the leg sleeve to reach over the ankle boots and snapped the thick leg cuffs shut there on each ankle also.
I was horny like hell, hoping I can hide that attempting hardon in my jeans well under the jacket, but he already gave a 'come' command and started walking. I did not even think, this was a clear command, and I was helpless delivered by my own voluntary acceptance of being chained like this.
I needed to be watchful on y steps, the chain between ankles wasn't allowing full steps, but I managed to stay with him, walking away from that rest table, into the wintry woods nearby, passing through those within ten minutes and behind that was a larger parking area with a handful cars only on it. He walked to an old sedan nearby and opened the boot, pointed at it and again rather commanding said 'in there'.
He assisted me getting in, cuffed as I was, once I laid inside the boot, he grabbed a cotton bag and slid it over my head, I was int he dark then, heard the lid close and moments later he drove.
We drove almost two hours, two hours in which I was getting worried, what had I done, why did I do that… Cuffed, helpless, in the boot of a car of a stranger, I did not even know his name, just seen him pass by a few times, driving god knows where to… Yet still… I was horny as hell, my dick in those jeans fighting for attention.
When the car stopped, he helped me out of that boot, but did not take off that bag over my head, I had to walk carefully, following his lead, no idea where to, but we went into some building, his house? Somewhere else? I would not know.
When the bag finally came off after some turns and stairs walked, I found we were in a hallway, dark, dirty, looking like more of a basement than a house. But the bag off did not mean release, instead he kept 'commanding', a first was 'open' while holding a massive sponge in his hand, the moment I opened, that whole sponge went into my mouth, pushing it all in and definitely silencing me as it expanded inside and kept the mouth fully filled no matter what. He then used duct tape, 6 times around the head, covering from under nose to just under chin, that sponge wasn't coming out easily.
But then he ripped off a few short straps of tape and started on my eyes, with a 'close' while holding the first short strip near my left eye, I closed them and felt him apply that strip, carefully aligning it and carefully pushing it over the closed eye, eyelids, basically covering smoothly from just under eyebrows to top of the cheeks under eyes, from just side of head to the bridge of the nose, not the tiniest glimpse of light would pass, keeping my eyes fully closed.
Only after that he shoved me and I followed his lead, into the room of that door we stood right next to when he gagged and blindfolded me, then stood in a spot I felt a collar being pulled around my neck and the shortly after following pull made it clear, it was hooked on to the ceiling and kept me now stood on my tip toes, if I wanted to keep breathing.
Not seeing or knowing, I had to feel, so I felt him handle my boots, followed when he tapped my right leg, lifted it, felt him take off that boot and the sock, tapping the left leg, that boot and sock was gone also. But then.. Well.. If I could I would, but I could no longer… I felt him cut off my clothes.
No regards to what, starting with the jacket, sweatshirt, tee, then down to jeans and undies, all cut and ripped off, I stood then on tiptoes, but naked except a chain on my neck, cuffs on wrists and ankles, tape keeping me mute and blind.
Now that was definitely a no go, no way, I did not want that, did not agree to that, then again, there was no negotiation of any kind in the first place, there was just a 'get those cuffs on' to which I willingly agreed.
I kept feeling more then, he handled my genitals, grabbed, pulled, seemed to inspect, moments after then I felt it, a ring pulled over them, a base ring to a chastity device. But there was more… The moment that ring settled in place, I felt him pull, attached to the ring were padded steel wires. It felt weird and I had to imagine what he did, but came close to it at the end.
He pulled the wire attached with a loop crimped onto the base ring, leading it over my hips around the back and coming then to the front again, looping it through another crimping piece, then pulling and measuring, crimping the waist wired about two inch above the ring, so it remained tight enough over hip bones, then crimping the shortened remaining end around that base ring too. Without cutting tools, that steel wire would not come off and with it the ring stayed, especially as another wire followed then on the bottom of that ring, pulled between legs to the back and attached to the center of the steel wire around the hips. With that wire construction, it was clear that the base ring would remain close to the body skin at all times, not move away, not give at all when a locked dick would try getting hard.
Then the device itself… Again I could just feel, would not know until at some pint later being able to see more, but the first feeling was a stinging pain inside my dick, a catheter tube was inserted and slowly but steadily shoved deeper and deeper, under heavy breathing through nose only, I'd have been hissing otherwise, but the pain wasn't excessive, just a high discomfort during the process.
But this catheter was attached to a steel rod of about 1.5 inch length, which I then felt being pushed into my dick also, then I felt something over my dick head, some cup or similar, not too large, but covering it well, still the pushing did not stop, he kept going. With the stinging pain, the shock of what happened, the horniness was gone at the time, so I had a pretty soft dick at the time, but held stiff by that rod inside the dick, he could push it further and further towards my body and… Damn, this felt as if he pushed it fully back into my body, which turned out to be true, he pushed it back about half an inch before that flat plate on top of the whole construction finally aligned with the base ring around my junk and snapped in place at three matching grooves.
But more was coming… Another cup was added, he squeezed the skin of the top of my scrotum to narrow it a little, then hooked that cup on both sides of the ball sack on to that base ring from the front, pushed the balls into that cup then, barely fitting, then pushed that now hinged cup back between the legs, an eyelet with slider aligned with the steel wire back there, once hooked into it, a slight clicking noise then followed when that slider closed that eyelet around the steel wire.
So my dick was catheterized, a screwed on tip on the otherwise flat place on my front, where my junk used to be, holding my piss inside, the dick itself disappeared inside my body completely, my balls inside a steel cup forced between my legs up touching the steel wire, basically dick and balls, no longer present.
He then worked on the back… I felt him move the wire aside and start pushing something against my butt hole. I wasn't a virgin, but surely did nto have double fists up there either, so what followed was a torment of its own. He had a hollow plug, about three inches long, thick at the base and at the part later inside passed the muscles, the center width still however more than I was used to. However the whole was extremely flexible, he squeezed it down toa size I was able, with tons of lube and massive amounts of pain hissing through the nose though, to get up the butt and the inner part passing the muscles. But then it started expanding of course, the pain started there and didn't go away for quite a long time. It basically expanded to the maximum my muscles were spreading without ripping, still leaving me with the feeling of being totally ripped apart there. What I wasn't seeing, but would be told later, he then injected a solution into a canal inside the rubbery mass holding my butt open, this solution would harden out the whole, no more squeezing the size down to insert or pull out, so that large part inside behing the now fully stretched muscles was about an inch larger than what I could open up, no way to remove that then.
Being hollow though, it then was filled, at any later time that could be a dick obviously, but during other times, it would never be empty either as I would find out over time. The inner opening was still close to 2 inches, so he started pushing a dildo up that open hole in my butt, the exact width of that opening, sealing if well at the end, but also 8 inches long, the base of it sealing perfectly on to the ring holding my butt permanently open now and showing a groove across its diameter, that groove perfectly fitting the steel wire between my legs, once he pulled that in place, that dildo wasn't moving out at all for sure.
Still only feeling, I felt something being wrapped around my neck, over the chain pulling me up and holding me in place, covering basically top to bottom of the stretched neck. Then something else was added over that, I'd find out soon enough, another chain, feeling a little heavier. It was placed and removed twice, later I'd find out it was to measure the correct length and cut it accordingly, once proper in length, it was placed, both ends of the chain then looped into a spare bent open chain link, before that one was by use of massive pliers bent together again and then… That sizzling noise and the burns from the sparks still hitting me here and there made sure I was aware of what happened. That chain was actually welded on, no lock, no opening, no taking it off, a chain that will turn out to look exactly like the one I saw on him.
Cold water was flushed move the weld to cool it down sufficiently before the wrapping around my neck, from underneath the now welded on chain, was removed and I felt the steel on the neck directly. My senses were all going crazy, dick, catheter, rod, pushed back into the body, balls held up behind that ring, that huge thing holding my butt spread open to the max it can take, that long dildo up the butt, all the while blind, mute and struggling to remain on tip toes to keep breathing. There wasn't even an attempt of resistance, the focus on stand tip toed without stumbling and hanging myself took all strength I had, everything else just 'happened', fully registered and felt of course, but the focus remained on not strangling myself to death.
But he seemed to have done what he wanted, as he lowered the chain holding me tip toed, I stood firmly, now barefoot of course, on the cold floor then, once he led me to walk, I finally also felt a lot of the ordeals I had experienced, that thing up my butt felt at every step, but so was the wires holding that chastity torture device in place.
I was led what I guessed out of that room (I was right), and into another room down there, across that room then and finally pushed down to sit on some sort of metal cold chair. I heard him walk, but was not sure where to, because moments later I heard metal slam shut, I was actually in a small cell and that was the cell door, but he was still next to me, just now on the other side of the cell bars.
He started removing the tape over my eyes carefully. Once they were gone and I got adjusted to light and saw clear, I noticed that cell. Tiny, 6 foot long, 5 foot wide, a 2 foot wide and 5 foot long steel bench mounted to the long wall, a steel sink in the far corner, that chair I sat on was actually the toilet bowl, and I noticed no windows, not in the cell, not in the room in front of the cell.
He held that chain around my neck still in his hand, tight around the neck, not to miss the feel of his grip, looking at me, still gagged and unable to say anything, he said:
'You see, I believe as you, whoever locks a chain on a slave, owns the slave, and that chain I am holding now, I am the one who welded it on your neck, so it is clear, I own you now.
You were right though, I am also owned, I work for my master, finding him new slaves, train them according to his standards and customer demands, and finally when perfectly trained, assist shipping those laves to their respective owners then.
I noticed how you followed me every day, so did a little asking around, we are a small town, it is not difficulty to find out what you need, so it was clear you are a tourist on vacation, which makes things easier, making a tourist disappear is just about faking his travels to another country, the search for him there is no longer a concern then, making a local disappear is more difficult, then again, customers love western foreigners, so the price you will bring is much higher also. It was a little gamble with the cuffs, would you voluntarily allow me to cuff you or will I need to force you, my feeling was right though, as you ended up on your own free will helplessly chained up.
Out here is a large mirror, you can later check yourself out, everything that is on you now is permanent, so do not expect that to change anymore. It was a request from a new customer, finding you was perfect timing to match his request.
For now I will not remove the gag just yet, you will have a lot to think of. Tomorrow it will be removed, but… It at any time you talk without explicit permission, you get no food or water for the day. So when I remove the gaga tomorrow, be silent, you will be hungry, it is up to you if you get food and water or not.
You will not get out of this cell for 4 months, also the cuffs will not be removed for the next 4 weeks, there is a lot of slave training that can be done with those cuffs locked on, a lot of commands to train while cuffed, so those will be taught first, in 4 weeks that part should be to perfection, I am sure of that, the 'incentives' I use to ensure that have never failed.
By then the cuff-chains can be taken off and more extensive training to specs will happen. After 4 months then you will daily have time outside the cell, further training but also exercising all that was taught in the first 4 months. Training is finished usually after 6 months. Again, you can be assured the 'incentives' I use work well, you can try, but will learn fast. If master is satisfied with your presentation after 6 months, the customer gets to inspect the goods, if he is not satisfied, you will regret that, another 6 months training will follow, but under hardened conditions, you will suffer severely every day then, the end result wil be the same, you will become a well trained, obedient and wel behaved slave. So anytime you think abut rebelling or disobeying, think of the consequences if you have to repeat the 6 month training.
For now I leave you alone, I will be back tomorrow with the first few hours of training starting. In the meantime, I will arrange your travel to some neighbor countries, by the day after tomorrow, every trace attempted will place you in a country beyond the neighbor country, so far away from here.'
He then just left, and while I was staring at the mirror on the wall out there, seeing what is me, only one word remained over and over in my mind… F*ck!
