There’s nothing better than seeing a pretty guy like this struggle, moan into his gag
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@gagsandgloves
There’s nothing better than seeing a pretty guy like this struggle, moan into his gag
Wait for it...
So naive. You think you are experienced. You think you know bondage. Do you know boredom? You thought you would be having fun when you let me strap that tight hood over your gagged mouth. You willingly put your arms into my straitjacket, and stood there patiently, hard as a rock as I secured each strap.
Then I sat you down and applied just a few simple straps around your waist, shoulders, thighs and ankles, fixing you firmly to the chair. You sat there expecting something to happen. I am sure you were dripping precum in those tight leather jeans.
But nothing happened.
After awhile you began to squirm, moan and struggle. You wondered what had happened. Had I left the room? You tried to call me through the gag…nothing you tried to say was comprehendible. You pulled against every strap, attempting to escape with all your strength. But I knew the ties would hold. Bondage isn’t real until you really want…really NEED to get out. And for an hour or so you worked up quiet a sweat experiencing real bondage.
Eventually you tired yourself out. You quieted down, and seemed to accept your situation. Your muscles became too exhausted to continue to struggle against the unrelenting restraint. You receded into the leather, and for the first time you became part of the bondage. It permeated your very being.
I sat from across the room the entire time, watching you. This was never about you getting you off.
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Next I'll hang some heavy Christmas bulbs off of those...
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“Yes, I know boy! You are very horny and expect your monthly release. Try to calm down in my arms, because your release today is cancelled. Your moaning is ok, boy! The gag will prevent you from interrupting me. I´m very proud of you and you have been well trained the last months. But I have decided to make some adjustments on your training to achieve the next level of our relationship. I do not like playing games and you do not like to be exploited by being forced to execute silly commands. We are both real perverts meant for each other to develop a real BDSM relationship for 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. Let me say we are tied together for the rest of our lives. But a good relationship is hard work, a never ending work. That means that your training never ends as my mission to explore you never ends. What I have already learned is that your horniness is a very important aspect of your slave soul. If your are horny your behavior is much better, the training methods are more successful, your mood is better and you can be kept in leather and rubber much longer. Therefore I have decided to do anything to keep you horny at all times from now on. Listen to me, boy! I will explain what that means for you.”
“The consequences are very clear. Keeping you horny is easy as long as you are in any kind of bondage. The level of horniness can be raised by applying stimulation methods and making use of your fetishisms. But as soon as you had an orgasm the horniness has gone for a while. This is always like a reset. Troublesome progress is suddenly destroyed. From my point of view this is not acceptable any more. So I see no other way of keeping you chaste. Therefore your old chastity device have been replaced by new massive steel chastity device that is designed for long term. It has two safety mechanism independently from each other. Your penis is secured in the steel tube by your PA piercing in the front and the tube is attached to a steel belt that is locked around your waist. It is actually the most secure chastity device on the market that is designed for long term with special cleaning features, which can be used without removing the device. Even draining prostate fluids is possible with the device on. The main cleaning period, where the device must be removed, is indicated with 2 years.”
“So from now on you will be kept in enforced long term chastity for the rest of your life, boy! You will never again achieve a penis stimulated orgasm. Even you will never touch your penis again. I will do anything to keep you always on maximum levels of horniness. Your balls and your prostate are able to produce their fluids as much as they can. But the fluids never end up in a release by a normal orgasm. Instead they will be drained by anal stimulation every month. A new monthly draining session will be established replacing the monthly release. Your chastity device will not be removed. You will be kept in rubber and leather and heavily bound on a draining table in a strict hogtied position. You will be hooded in the heavy padded leather hood and always strictly gagged. Then you receive the stimulation. The stimulation simply focuses on your butt and on your nipples. Nothing else is touched or will be considered. This will be done very consequently to bring you on the edge. Maybe in the first sessions you will be very horny, desperate to cum and leaking huge amounts of precum but nothing else happens. Then you will be still kept in the heavy hogtied bondage for a while and after the session a new month of BDSM training begins. Maybe a few months later your prostate is full of fluids and spilling over. Then you will experience what a draining session is like. Loosing fluids, simply dripping to the floor, without the feeling of an orgasm and with a minimum impact on the level of your horniness. Immediately again ready for further training.”
“The long term chastity will lead to a paradigm shift. Chastity does not mean less sex. On the contrary. Your sex drive will enormously increase and must be considered as high potential of energy. This energy can and must be used in a meaningful way. So different consequences for your training will follow. Your mood and your endurance will not be a problem any more. So you can expect to be kept in rubber and leather for very long periods. Your bondage sessions will be increased. You have to endure longer periods in bondage and the bondage itself becomes heavier. There are also some new security aspects that must be applied for a chastity boy. For example you have to learn to sleep in a leather sleep-sack, because securely bound in a leather sleep-sack overnight is the only way for sleeping from now on. But what is the most important consequence is the adjustment of the training methods. Your penis and your balls will be ignored and the butt and nipples training will be increased. Finally all your saved energy will be readjusted to focus on your sucking skills. You will end up in a very horny gimp, covered from head to toe in rubber and leather, always kept in strict bondage, always ready for sucking services and never allowed to achieve a penis stimulated orgasm.”
😛👅🤪
So naive. You think you are experienced. You think you know bondage. Do you know boredom? You thought you would be having fun when you let me strap that tight hood over your gagged mouth. You willingly put your arms into my straitjacket, and stood there patiently, hard as a rock as I secured each strap.
Then I sat you down and applied just a few simple straps around your waist, shoulders, thighs and ankles, fixing you firmly to the chair. You sat there expecting something to happen. I am sure you were dripping precum in those tight leather jeans.
But nothing happened.
After awhile you began to squirm, moan and struggle. You wondered what had happened. Had I left the room? You tried to call me through the gag…nothing you tried to say was comprehendible. You pulled against every strap, attempting to escape with all your strength. But I knew the ties would hold. Bondage isn’t real until you really want…really NEED to get out. And for an hour or so you worked up quiet a sweat experiencing real bondage.
Eventually you tired yourself out. You quieted down, and seemed to accept your situation. Your muscles became too exhausted to continue to struggle against the unrelenting restraint. You receded into the leather, and for the first time you became part of the bondage. It permeated your very being.
I sat from across the room the entire time, watching you. This was never about you getting you off.
Wrapped Up Indefinitely
He flops me onto the bed and drags me into the centre of the mattress. I’m tightly encased in layers of pallet wrap and duct tape from head to toe. The last words I hear him say “hope you are nice an comfy…gonna be here a while”. He slips the headphones over my shiny covered ears then finishes his work by stuffing a pecker gag in my mouth and strapping it tight. Sight, sound, and mobility deprived, I am reduced to thoughts, feelings, grunts, and groans. He leaves the room, turns off the light, and closes the door. He has left and taken my right to move, see, or hear with Him.
He controls the narrative. I’m no longer a he or him. I’m His “thing”. I’m an object…an “it”. In complete darkness I wait. My only escape from this storage is through Him. I desperately want to be able to sense his presence; at the very least know what is going on around me. Then I’d have some concept of time, how long I’ve been here, and when he might come for me. I know nothing. Just that I have to wait in the darkness and silence he has orchestrated.
Eventually, I give in to the sensory deprivation, and drift off. Vivid random images appear that have no context or no meaning. Every so often I snap back to the reality of my predicament, then slowly drift away again. Is he coming for me at all…I’m cocooned and warm…and it matters less and less.
I’m woken by him removing the gag. Though I have achieved a stasis of comfort, the abrupt awakening into this environment is a shock. My body and mind have been managing the captivity, but I would happily accept release and secretly pray for it. He leans me onto my side and I feel him tearing a hole in the plastic and tape armour. A whoosh of cool air flows from the opening, and I momentary believe I may be granted freedom. That is, until I realize where the hole has been made. I’m flipped on my belly. The pressure on my chest makes breathing a far more arduous task.
He places a couple of pillows under my abdomen to jack knife my pelvis. It helps alleviate the pressure on my lungs, but it also props my ass in the air. He was benevolent enough to return my hearing just in time to note the sound of the lube bottle pop open. He greases my pucker and in mere seconds, His cock is hilt deep, balls squishing into the base of my ass crack with each thrust. He held Himself there for a minute, firmly planted and stretching my hole. “You belong to me. Your hole belongs to me. I’ll keep you here for days just feeding your ass loads of cum. Wouldn’t you like that pig?” “Yes Alpha.” I replied as I’ve been instructed to reply regardless of my desire for such predicaments.
It was a fast and furious slam fucking. As he neared ejaculation, he gripped the back of my head with both hands and smothered my face into the mattresses. I was being asphyxiated, face down in a prone position and all I could do is lay the and accept the rough ploughing of my hole.
He didn’t last long. Not sure if it was the absolute control that had him cumming so quick or the understanding that it was impossible for me to breathe; regardless, I was now filled with his seed. A plug was grabbed from the nightstand and used to collected some of the cum dripping from my gaping cream filled hole. He then wiped the jizz from the toy under my nose before pushing it up into my gut, keeping the cum plugged up my ass. Getting my ass plugged was not an indication that he was done holding me in storage.
No…I would not be released. I was flipped onto my back again, and earphones applied, thankfully no gag. But there I was again in complete darkness, alone and at the mercy of His time and agenda. I tried to find a groove of relaxation again after the interruption, and I never fully did. It was the sensation of the fat plug up my ass that took all of my attention. Initially it felt pretty good stuffed inside me. I’d tighten my hole and feel it rub against my prostate. I could at least derive some pleasure. However, after about an hour of pleasure, my sphincter muscles started to ache from being constantly propped open. Ugh.
It must have been about two hours later when he climbed back onto the bed. I was wide awake in complete darkness, trying to distract my thoughts from the plug invading my ass. He took off the headphones again, straddled my arms and chest and flopped out His cock and balls onto my chin and mouth. They smelled of man musk. “Lick and suck” he commanded. I started licking his balls and as he pushed his cock closer, I gave it a tongue bath too. This got him hard so he propped up pillows on the headboard and dragged my helpless body up against the pillows. Once in place, he pushed his cock into my lips signalling to me to open wide. Before the face fucking began he made me a deal. “If you can handle five minutes of me fucking your face and gag less than 7 times, I’ll take the plug out of your ass.”
I didn’t even get a chance to say ‘ok’ and his cock was pumping in and out of my throat. Thanks to lots of deep throat practice since the signing my Dom/sub contract, I got away with only gagging 4 times before he finished by jerking off on my nose and mouth.
Given that he is cutting deals with me about leaving the plug in or out, I draw the conclusion that I was still not getting out…after what…3 – 4 hours? It was when the headphones went back on and I was trying to adjust back into my comfort zone that he began unwrapping and unlocking my dick from its chastity cage. I surmised I was about to be a reward for my trail. An edge and cum session to conclude the session. It would feel so good to have my cock played with after months of chastity.
He touched my cock only to insert a catheter tube into it. Then he set up a hydration bag for me to suck down fluids. This was indicative of a much much longer stay that I had figured on and it took some time to adjust from a state of panic.
My head and heart settled down. Rest came easy with my bladder drained and the plug out of my ass. Thoughts about escape came and went, but overall I was managing the next few hours like a champ. Or at least I thought it was a few more hours.
Alpha’s third return was approx. 6 hours into the session. He said he was about ready for bed so he should take care of something. That something was not me. It was his bladder. He once again pushed his cock against my lips, and I opened my mouth like a good boy. His piss began trickling into my mouth. The occasional stream landed onto my chin, rolled down the side of my face, and rested at the back of my neck inside my waterproof enclosure. Once I had gulped down every drop of his warm golden fluid, he promptly hopped off the bed, turned off the lights, vid me adieu, and closed the door.
I was fucked, plugged, face fucked, catheterised, and used as a urinal. I could smell and taste his bitter piss. I could feel and taste my salty cum-encrusted moustache when I ran my tongue along it. So many sensations of discomfort. It was time to get out. He begged to differ.
Something about this narrative that really pulls me in.
“What do you mean with a code word, boy? There is no need for a code word! Do you think we are playing a game? Shut up and take the gag, then I will explain you your needs. I do exactly know what is good for you and your mind is fully revealed to me. I can promise you that your body is able to communicate. Speaking is not needed and surely not the right way of communication for a rubber pup. Therefore not allowed and must be prevented by gagging techniques. The gag is inflatable and very efficient. You will have to get used to it, since you will wear it every day for several hours. The gag is kept deep in your mouth with a leather belt behind your neck and of course secured with a lock.
As I already told you yesterday you will be locked in chastity as long as you are in rubber. And as a rubber pup you will wear your rubber suit 24 hours a day. Even overnight you will sleep in rubber. There will be times where additional layers of rubber are added, there will be times where a layer of leather is added, you will be additionally kept in bondage for very long periods, but you will at least kept in one layer of rubber for the rest of your life. Yes, boy! That means that you will be kept in chastity for the rest of your life, too! The rubber suit and the massive chastity device beneath are design for long term wear. Both have integrated cleaning and body healthcare functionality, which can be applied without the need of removal.
Now you can imagine that your horniness will arise from all the rubber and bondage. That is certainly wanted. I will do anything to keep you on very high levels of horniness and sometimes nearly on the edge with no release. But a rubber pup in this state must be gagged all times. This is very important, because of his sex drive and his high horniness with no possibility to ejaculate it normally will have many complaints. Annoying complaints in verbal form must be absolutely prevented. Strict gagging rules will help to prevent. A gagged rubber pup will still be able to make noises like grunts and moans. But these noises are welcomed and will become part of the non-verbal communication, which is a very important feedback for the master. Your body movement and your moans will reveal your level of horniness to me. So I´m able to react at any time, if adjustments on stimulations are needed.
You will become an endless horny rubber gimp, never allowed to ejaculate, but always throbbing pre-cum, hooded and gagged many hours a day and never released from your rubber and chastity confinement!”
Heavy Metal
There’s no escaping…
the weight of the heavy metal…
weighing it down, a constant reminder…
of what it is…
who it belongs to…
what its has become…
owned property.