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“I’ve made up the spare bed for you. And I wasn’t sure if you had brought anything to sleep in, so I’ve left a few things out to have a look at. I’m sure you can find something there.”
I suppose me wearing my footed Pj’s is out of the question when I stay at your place?
How considerate of you, I'd gladly accept all of that please :)
“Yes Boy, I know that the shackles are very massive and heavy. They have to keep a lifetime! I do not like to buy every few month shabby bondage toys from [email protected] customized toy-traders. I´m an extremely demanding bondage master in all areas of life. Why should I make an exception in quality of tools for your education? My long term strategy is to own a bondage and rubber boy of superior quality, take care of him and never let him go. Thus, high-quality tools are a long-term investment. At the moment, you may be wondering if you can bear these shackles. You can believe me, you will. There isn´t an alternative for you. During the last months of our relationship you have developed very well. Today, I can announce that you have reached the next level of your education. This level goes along with more permanent practices and rules.
The rubber suit, which was delivered yesterday and you´re wearing now, is designed with a special interior coating and cleaning functions. The coating allows long term wear. Cleaning is still needed, but only every month by using the connection for a water hose and without the need of removing the suit. The suit is only flushed with water combined with a special cleaning liquid. The manufacturer guarantees a permanent wearability of 2 years without the need of a removal. Yes boy, you will wear this rubber suit 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for the next 2 years! The suit is very tight because of its thickness, I know. But this is quality to me, too. The zipper on the back of your rubber suit is locked with a padlock. But even when the padlock would not be there, you won´t be able to remove the suit, because your shackles will prevent you from reaching your neck, where the zipper ends. The chains are dimensioned so that your freedom of movement is sufficiently restricted to reach the zipper.
Maybe you think I make a joke. You cannot imagine how you can do your outside work with a rubber suit on and bound in chains. Your hope is that you will be free again after 3 weeks, when your holiday is over. Then let me tell you that I terminated your employment relationship. You do not have holiday, you´re fired and now unemployed, Boy! I have decided that your income is not needed any more. I have enough money and the household work is enough for you to be employed. Instead I will invest much more time and money in your training and education. The next two years you will learn what permanent bondage means. Not just playing a bondage game for some hours or over a weekend. You will stay at home permanently without the need to be free. You will be kept in full rubber and in any kind of bondage for much extended periods.
Although there is no need to go outside for work, it is quite possible that you sometimes will leave the house, but never without the guidance of your Master, and never untied. That means your rubber suit remains on and your hands are strictly tied together. How they are tied depends on the situation. In front with irons and a chain attached when having a walk with your Master, on the back with rope when staying around, or within the leather bondage suit that is used for the colder days. This leather bondage suit is very heavy. It´s made of a thick black leather of high quality. The suit is inside with fur and you will wear it over your rubber suit. With different lacing on arms and legs, the suit can be adjusted very tightly and your hands find their places in thick leather fist mitts at the end of the arm sleeves. The fist mitts are escape proof, because as soon as your hands slipped in, the attached leather belts will be closed around your wrists and locked with padlocks. When it´s winter time you will get addicted to the leather bondage suit. It was made especially for the use together with the rubber suit. So the connections for the cleaning functions can be reached through the leather bondage suit. There is no need for removal as long as there is no need for removal of the rubber suit.
With the new level of your education the nights at home need also more permanent practices and rules. Sleeping rules are very important for a boy. Since the whole ballast from your previous work will get lost, you will have much more time to think about your natural being as bondage boy. The extended times in bondage during the day will definitely have impacts on your brain. In a few weeks you will become hornier than in the past and you will think about your sexuality all the day long. In the nights you will have wild dreams, which have the power to make you do things like unauthorized masturbation that you would regret in the morning. Therefore it is very important to prevent you from that by strict bondage rules also during the nights. In the next weeks you will be trained to be able to sleep in a leather bondage sleep sack. The sleep sack is custom made by a leather goods manufacturer and designed to keep your hands away from your cock and balls. It is a good reminder to you of your slave status also during the night. In combination with the leather belts from your bed the bondage sleep sack is a very efficient overnight sleep restraint for enforced immobility. In the upcoming nights it will be a little bit difficult to sleep, but you have to learn, because strict overnight bondage rules are part of this education level and have to be applied from now own without any possibility to terminate.
Finally I have to tell you from the chastity rules, which also goes along with more permanent practices. You already know, I´m a strong believer in chastity for boys. I believe that a slave kept away from own sexual pleasuring will focus more on his tasks and duties. The Master will decide if or when a slave will have permission to be relieved, but it will be a rare occasion. For that from the beginning of our relationship you wear a locked on chastity device. At the beginning it was a smaller device and every two weeks you were allowed to jerk off. Six month ago we ordered then a real chastity belt made of steel and specially customized to your measurements, which since then remain locked on permanent, except the monthly relief days. Tomorrow normally the next relief day would come up. But with the new education level it must be cancelled. Your chastity will become permanent from now on for the rest of your life. That means that you will never receive a stimulation of your cock that is sufficient enough for ejaculation by me, by any other person or by yourself. Penile ejaculation is strictly forbidden forever and an accidental penile ejaculation must be prevented by stricter bondage rules according to the new level.
This does not mean that your sexuality is over. Your sexuality will become the center of your thoughts and feelings. You will become a crazy bondage addict, which is always desperate to cum but not able to. I will train you to focus on your tasks and duties. In future you get horny simply from hearing your Master coming home. You will get incredibly horny from sucking your Master´s cock and you will suffer in heavy long term bondage sessions. You will be allowed to surf on porn sites, chat with other masters, and share your experiences with other boys. Even inviting other boys for licking, kissing and dildo fucking sessions are allowed, when all participants are securely bound and penile chastity is ensured. All horniness derived from these actions is welcomed, but your horniness will never end up in a penile stimulation with an ejaculative orgasm.”
The End
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(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!
It's like opening a beautifully wrapped gift 😈
I could not resist asking when i saw that rubber object suspended in the store i visited during my stay abroad. The two store assistants talked for a moment before returning that they'd be happy to allow me that experience, but only if I'd accept to get into everything the same way the current guy up there was. how hard can that be i thought, if he does it, i can do it too, so i agreed.
It took a while to take the current victim off the hooks and peel him out of everything, revealing a guy in his mid twenties, not bad looking in general, could use a haircut and a shave for sure, but a handsome face. He was very wet from sweat of course and almost white pale skin, wrinkled all over the body. Of cure that process also revealed everything I'd have to accept… while some surprises surely were revealed, i was determined, I'd not pass on that possibility to enjoy some time hanging like that here.
The reverse process then happened to me, starting with a Latowski chastity pantys. Unseen before and making me hiss quite a bit was the embedded catheter extending from a serious steel rod inside the cavity in the silicone inner part of the front. It also required quite some effort and numerous sniffs of poppers to accept under a lot moans and a final loud yelp the plug inserted and locked on to the back part then.
Having calmed from that part, the rubber suit was easy, neck to ankle, still warm and wet from the guy before, zipped up quickly at the end, then however the heavy suit followed.
Sliding first into the attached heavy rubber boots, pulling it up until i inserted my arms into the sleeves and ended in the attached thick rubber gloves, then they zipped the suit with the heavy sealing zipper on the back up to the high neck and i heard the padlock click shut.
The earplugs went in next, squeezed tight enough to be able to insert those deep before they would expand fully and take away most hearing, then the next troublesome item followed, that heavy thick rubber helmet hood. the hood itself i would not mind, but the gag and tubes… two long tubes went down my nose, then the massive silicone gag, all mouth filling, compartment for the tongue, the front squeezed between teeth and lips before pushing the hood closer to my face, with it the last two inch of the nose tubes also settled deep, pulled fully over the head then, the heavy zipper tightening it well on to my head, taking away any light and sight i may have had, pressing that gag into place and keeping those tubes in the nose for sure too, those tubes being the only connection to outside of rubber then.
The massive posture collar was strapped and locked next, keeping my head straight in position now. finally they started strapping the full body suspension harness over everything i wore by now. I was getting warmer by the second, felt how helpless i was, unable to talk, hear much, see anything. i felt al straps tighten to some extent and then felt the spreader bar being applied between my ankles first, then my arms and hands strapped to my sides. finally i felt the lifting up, not far, a foot off the ground maybe, but a foot or a mile, i was able to wiggle my spread legs, but that was the extent of my abilities. Of course, the final step then followed, blowing up the outer rubber suit, i felt the pressure raise, pushing against my rubbered skin even more, felt how the straps of the harness held the suit back, increased the pressure points i felt.
Finally, i could barely hear you through the tick rubber hood, but you tell me: 'I am sure you will not mind that the previous guy hanging here has dressed in your stuff and is likely already gone far by now. He's been modeling out gear here in the store for almost a year until today. Obviously there is no difference between him and you hanging up there, at least nobody will be able to tell a difference. That hood on your head, it won't need to come off at all, you get fed via one of the tubes in your nose, the catheter pushes your piss right into your sealed plugged butt, so only every few days when there is a change in model position or gear, it needs to be released for a short moment, then again, in your current sealed suit, it may be a lot longer as eventual piss pushed along the plug ends in the rubber anyway.
You see, the boss here punished his former slaveboy by making him a living mannequin in the store here permanently, That was almost a decade ago, and it also was his warning to us two here, his current slave boys what will happen if… he made it clear that at all times at least one living mannequin will be in the store. A year ago however we were sloppy, only one of us attended the scheduled cleaning of the slave and he used that to knock me out and run. I knew that I'd be punished by taking that spot instead permanently, Master was on a weeks business trip, but when he returned…
Luck struck then, we caught another boy trying to steal here in the shop and my slave brother immediately came up with a different idea… well… we had the thief on camera for his attempted theft, police or… we lured him into letting us get him rubbered up and restrained, from then on we used him as replacement for the runaway slave, never to be free enough to run and since the hood never comes off, Master never found out what happened.
We have used that very time we caught a thief, neither of those ever reported anything, knowing we have evidence of their attempted theft, the guy before you was the fourth, unfortunately already a year in captivity as no other thief was caught. You're the first to actually volunteer to get locked up, but as always, Master will never find out either, he actually stopped acknowledging the existence of his former slave under all this a long time ago, to him this is just a part of the stores inventory. Unfortunately for you though, since we have nothing to pressure you to keep your mouth shut, i guess the time to replace the mannequins is over, that hood and gag will guarantee you can never tell anyone and the two of us will ensure you can never run either. So whoever you were, that's the past, from here on you're nothing more but that permanent store mannequin.
Yohan555
I arrived much earlier than agreed for the weekend session with the top, but he instructed me ahead already where to find the key to let myself in while he still was at work. during inspection of the basement i heard almost silent muffled sounds and got curious, finally finding this hidden closet with a guy helpless confined inside. i asked if he needed to get out and he nodded heavily, so i released him, but then i could not resist, wondering, asking him if he thinks we could trick his Master, if i were to get into all that gear and he'd strap me inside here, how long it would take before he found out... Not 20 minutes later i am in there now, plugged, chastised, under a hidden active random tens, not seeing but hearing him close the doors and lock the whole as it was before, including the outside door hiding this contraption cell, leaving me in total darkness and isolation, no longer really hearing anything else out there. That is how i missed then of course what followed.... h grabbed my stuff and wore it, grabbed my bag and made sure not to leave any trace of someone else having been there, then just left the house and disappeared. What i did not know was that he had not been there voluntarily, but was kept the last few months hooded, gagged, tied and helpless, my actions allowed him finally the escape he failed at all those months. I should regret having the simple 1111 as passcode to my mobile also, he used it to message that top that some family emergency prevented me from visiting afterall. When the top returned, he knew i'd not show up, but also knew that guy he trapped downstairs hidden away was suffering the way he intended and would not get out there for the weeks to come. Since he started feeding him the right mix through a nose tube he also no longer has to listen to his begging for release, or look into those desperate pleading eyes, well, maybe in a couple months he'd shave his hair again, but other than that... well, that guy deeply regrets by now having tried to burgle his house here a few months ago, and give it another 6-8 months isolated in serious restraints and lockup, his resistance will be broken to a level where he can start training him tinto the slave he will become. Too bad that guy that was planned to visit for the weekend didn't show, well, he'll just have to find someone else to have fun with then...
That's it boy. You won't be able to see anything with those dark lenses, however, I'll have fun seeing your look of fear and despair 😈
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5ildo
Awesome Horny
(Fiction) Got a cheap room to rent, with a lousy low paid job that was my savior, but it came with quirks, whenever my landlord demanded, I was to be available for his kinky fun games. I didn't mind too much, even though he was ito much more than I was used to.
It wasn't unusual that shortly after I came home from work Friday noon he ordered me around for some fun stuff, so within an hour after my arrival I ended up plugged, chastised and head to toe in one of his full rubber suits, the one without eyes even, so blind as a bat.
He led me to the wall, I knew what was about to happen, I had spent more than once in the contraption for his amusement, so I got in position and felt him close and lock all the shackles fixed on to the wall, immobilizing me there with leg sand arms slightly spread, and I did try in the past, but there was no way off that spot until he chose to release me. He pressed a gag onto my mouth, the moment I opened I felt it, the large one, silicone gag filling the mouth, tongue separated, once its front shield slipped between lips and teeth, I was certain to make barley enough noise to be heard when you stood right next to me, and once the final piece, the thick heavy leatherhood dangling off the ceiling in the right height, was placed and buckled shut, the last part, my head, was kept in place also, It didn't have eyes or mouth openings either, just two small nose holes,. the final strap around the mask mouth are also ensured that gag was pushed and kept firmly inside in place.
I had spent many times hours and hours like this, just for his amusement to look at the helpless suffering guy strapped into this entrapment, I wondered how long his time before I finally got out again. Things one does for a cheap rent… I'd find out right then, when he said:
'You've spent enough extended times like this so far, so it won't be an issue when it gets a lot longer this time. With Monday being a public holiday, I have decided I'll be heading out for a long weekend visiting friends abroad. It's not that I would need to prevent you from doing any mischief… yet… that'll be something we might start talking about soon as well, but I decided I'd like to enjoy knowing you suffering here while I enjoy myself out there.
Don't worry, the neighbor agreed to water my plants and that rubber object stuck at the wall also. In exchange he got my permission to make use of that object as well, should he want to, not that he can do too much, since I have the keys to those shackles and the chastity cage with me, still, he might find ways to amuse himself with you during his visits. But other than that… enjoy yourself here and know I'll be checking in via the live stream on the cam regularly too.
See you Monday evening then!'
I grunted into the gag in protest, this was way beyond soemthing i could cope with, but heard the door of the room slam shut and knew that he'd no longer even hear those protest grunts, what the heck… is he serious… and what the heck did he mean with 'soon to talk about', what's in his mid there… but for hours and hours nothing happened, and once i knew it was way beyond the times i previously spent here like this, i started slowly believing… f*ck…
What i did not yet know, this weekend was just the beginning of the end of my freedoms, soon enough I'd not have any at all anymore.
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