This was his profile picture. I met him on this website for gay fetishists. I was scared to hit him up, but the picture did it for me, so I sent him a message.
Me: Hey, I saw your profile picture, you’re a Dom right?
Him: Heya, yeah I am. What are you into, boy?
I felt intrigued. The way he typed, it was so… sexy.
Me: Oh I love lots of things. But my main turn-ons would be leather and bondage. I think I’d love the feeling of having my control taken away.
Him: Nice nice, you ever tried anything?
Me: Not really, I don’t really have any gear, I just turned 18.
Him: Oh. I have lots of gear but no one to try it on. You’d fancy coming over?
The thought was scary, I wasn’t keen on meeting someone completely random at their door. But then again, I might not get another chance like this.
Me: Well, uh sure! Let’s meet in town?
Him: Eh, no. I’d rather be discrete. Take it or leave it. This is my address, meet me at 8 PM, I’ll be home then.
The thought was both frightening and arousing. I just couldn’t say no.
I waited out the day. I was nervous but certain. The clock was at 7:30. I had to go.
I got into my car and followed his address. It was a long drive, into the forest, it was dark too. Eventually I came upon an average sized house. It had two stories and was white. I saw him waiting outside, he was actually very cute when you could see his face and he wasn’t wearing the gear in the picture.
Nervously, I got out of my car and walked up the stone stairs leading up to his house. Eventually I stood in front of him
Him: Glad you could make it. My name is David. Nice to meet ya.
He took his hands out. I accepted it and we shook hands. He had a firm grip, probably stronger than me.
Me: Oh no problem, and thanks. Nice place you’ve got here. But a bit far from the civilisation.
David: I like it here. It’s silent and peaceful. Let’s go inside. I’m eager to finally try some of my gear on you, if you’re cool with it.
Without hesitation, I nodded and went inside with him. Once inside he locked the door and showed me inside his lounge. It wasn’t a big house on the outside but he seemed to keep it nice and tidy so it looked bigger. I sat down on the couch. I noticed a pile of clothes. Something orange and something black? It was a pile on the floor. I didn’t think much of it.
David: So, you want to start now or sooner? I’ve got all day. Not any special plans on Friday tomorrow either. Tell me what you like. You like rubber, or uniforms? Or just leather?
Me: Heh, well I guess now. I like rubber yeah, but never tried it. Uniforms are very horny too.
David: Great. You can start by taking off all your clothes. All of it. Then put it in the bin beside you, I’ll wash it later.
I did as he told me to. Once I stood there naked he smiled. He walked over to the pile and started digging in it. He took up a rubber catsuit. It covered the whole body except the head. It had zippers for the crotch and the butt.
David: This is a neck entry suit. So you’re gonna have to put your legs in first.
I looked at the black matte rubber suit, and then took it as he threw it at me. I examined it quickly before putting my foot in, feeling the tight elastic and smooth feel. My dick quickly sprung up. Suddenly I was encased in it, the only thing uncovered was my head.
He smiled once again, then he went to the pile again and grabbed a bright orange jumpsuit. It looked like a prisoners uniform. He threw it at me, I could notice his bulge.
David: Put this on. It will make you feel having less authority. And I think it will look good on you.
I looked at it, it made me even hornier. I put it on, waiting for him to zip up the back. He got behind me, zipping it up. I heard a click, but wasn’t sure. I then felt something leathery around my neck. Then another click. It felt amazing, I went up to touch it. It felt like a collar with several d rings around it. It was tight but comfortable. I heard another click.
David: Good boy. Now stay here. I’ll be right back.
He left downstairs. I wanted to have a look around when I noticed I was chained to the wall from the collar. I put my hands up to it, trying to unbuckle it when I finally realized what the clicks earlier was. Padlocks. I couldn’t get it off. “Shit!” I thought. I was in his complete control. I guess no turning back now.
Eventually he came back upstairs. He looked exactly like on his profile picture. He didn’t say anything, just went behind me and taking the chain, dragging it along. He lead me down to his basement. There was a cupboard and behind it was a large metal door with a codelock. He opened it and a waft of chilliness hit me.
David: Alright. I hope you’re comfortable. Let’s head inside. And make sure to tell me when something is uncomfortable ok? I don’t want to make you endure any kind of pain.
Me: Yes. This is amazing by the way.
We went inside, I was completely biased from his kindness and how horny I was to realize that I were completely unable to leave now. Upon inspecting the room it was relatively small but was nicely organized and had gear from A to Z. I saw a cell in the far back. He led me to a open space. Then told me to just stand there.
I heard another click as he went behind me. I was chained to the ceiling. He went into a small box and digged around in it before he took out something. He told me I wasn’t allowed to see. I looked away. He then came back behind me and before I could react he held my arms straight in front of me and suddenly a black thick straitjacket out of neoprene and leather came into my view. My arms were quickly forced inside of it and I felt the buckles being tightened and locked. I felt so elated. Then my arms went around tightly, and finally the crotch straps were buckled and locked. There was no way I could escape now. My dick was rock hard.
David: Mmm.. You look great boy. A finishing touch before we call it a day…
Wait, call it a day? He wasn’t going to let me out already was he? He went over to a shelf. There was a rack of muzzles and head gear. He selected a black leather muzzle with locking buckles and went over to me.
Me: Uh, maybe don’t put that on me. I want to be able to say stop in case it gets too intense.
David: Hehe.. I don’t care. You realize that from this point what you say doesn’t matter, right? I don’t want to hear your screams, so this will do nicely. Now shut up!
His kind tone had ended, and his true dominant self came into view. And with that my sudden shouting was quickly silenced by him. I felt a thick penis gag inflate inside my mouth as the muzzle went on. I could only breathe through my nose. The locks went on. I was helpless, I was doomed, I was trapped. He looked at me through his gasmask before taking it off, and putting it on my face slowly, tightening it. He then pressed a button on the wall, a tube descended from the ceiling and he attached it to the gasmask.
David: You’ve been a good obedient boy. Now it’s time to store you away. Feeling dizzy yet?
I could only groan into the muzzle. I felt very dizzy indeed. I could barely stand. I was panicking, I couldn’t make it stop and suddenly he stood in front of me with a large leather mailbag. One second I was standing inside of it, the next I was sitting inside of it. My vision went blurry and I couldn’t move anymore. I was confined inside a leather sack, in the basement of a complete stranger, nobody knowing where I am. Then he closed the bag from the top, the tube was still attached and I suddenly realized I was suspended, dangling. Then the moment before I dozed off he wished me a goodnight and left.
This was my first attempt at a fantasy, if you want to read part two, reblog this post to show that you’re interested in reading more! Thanks! :)
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