As Max looked at the profiles of various rubber boys, he started to fiddled with his cock. He was always looking for a cool picture to share. But then his gaze fell upon a uniquely sexy mask. Wow, he thought, I'd like to wear it. Before he could continue to stare at the picture, he had already been contacted. "Hey handsome guy, do you like rubber too?" Was the message. Max hesitated, actually he just quickly created a profile to get a qiu k thrill and then delete the profile. He had no intention to chat. He just didn't dare to do so, and meeting a guy was out of the question for him anyway. At the age of 19 he never had any experience. And if he did, he would really like to take it slow. But the massage was from a 22 years old that seemed pretty nice. So Max answered, and both of them ended up talking for 3 hours. Eventually Samuel, the boy he was chatting with, invited Max to come over today and try on the mask. That was too much for Max and he turned off the computer. For an hour he couldn't think of anything else but Samuel and the latex mask. Samuel had sent him some pictures of latex clothes and bondage. Things that he found so cool. He turned the computer back on and sent Samuel a message, telling him he would like to come over to have a look, but he didn't know if he was going to try anything on. Samuel was understanding about it, and sent him the address. Since neither of them lived very far apart, Max only needed 50 minutes by bus. Once there, Max stood nervously at the door. He gathered his courage and rang the bell. Samuel opened the door radiantly and was so sympathetic that Max thawed out relatively quickly and felt comfortable. After a few minutes and two beers, Samuel asked if he wanted to go to the basement, where all the latex gear were stored. Max clearly wanted that and immediately jumped up and happily followed Samuel into the basement.
He couldn't stop his amazement fromshowing. He hadn't expected anything like that. It was a room full of rubber clothes and leather straps and ties. How cool. Then Samuel held out the mask and his eyes just locked on to it. They took it to the next room because the light was better there.
" What do you use this whole place for?" asked Max.
"To play with slaves," Samuel replied.
Samuel grinned and answered softly: "these are the isolation cells, were slaves live while the master is at work".
Max was shocked and freaked out, but Samuel quickly turned his attention back to the mask. Again Max found himself mesmerized by it's beauty and design. And once again his courage was gathered and Samuel asked if he wanted to try the mask. Before he even realized what was happening, he found his hands moving on their own, putting the mask on. It felt absolutely perfect. It fit so well, and Max felt the tightness around him. He felt excited, safe, truly happy. Samuel tightened the hood and finished closing the laces in the back.
"And how do you like it?"
“sounds like you are enjoyingyourself to me. Looks like you enjoy Rubber Bondage. Perhaps you would like to try the suit that goes with this mask? "
„Mmmmmpppfffhhhh Mmmmmpppfffhhhh“
" I like your enthusiasm! Let's get it on you"
Max was so excited and actually wanted to get into the bondage suit, as he felt really right today to explore this dream with his new friend.
"So Max, you look so well packaged. I can see how hard you are under all this rubber. Oh, that door would be our master coming back from work. Hi Sir, I have the guy you spoke to right here. "
Was Samuel playing a joke on him, Max thought? Was this part of his game? A way to nakr him feel more real?
But a moment later he heard another voice, deeper and more commanding. His whole body shivered a little. This was real! Oh my God this was actually real!
"Well done slave, I wanted to own this dirty pig for a long time now. Every couple of weeks he gets a new profile and flirts with me online to experience his fantasy. Then he deletes it and disappeares, like I'm his masturbation toy. Now he can finally experience it, all the way. Besides, I've long wanted a second slave. Now lock this new one in it's cell. We are going to its house. I need your help to pack everything and clean up the place. No point in leaving any evidence behind. Let's make it a clean disappearance”.
Samuel quietly packed Max and led him into one of the two insulation cells.
„Mmmmmpppfffhhhh Mmmmmpppfffhhhh“, was all Max couldofferin the way if resistance or objection.
"I'm sorry Max, but my master has chosen you now. You will have a good life here. As long as you obey.
And after Master is done with you Max my boy, you definitely will".
