MASTER: A leather Top

ok - 6ft4" middle-aged, black hair cropped into a neat military flat-top. thick beard, though neatly trimmed. hairy all over, heavily muscled. usual clubbing gear: leather jeans, chaps, Dehners, uniform shirt, tie, bike jacket, muir cap. always carries collar, huge ball gag, chains and padlocks on the left side of his thick studded belt
hows that?
nice
arrogant and likes to humiliate subs. avoids anyone in rubber and says he hates it
ok, so you are in a leather bar, checking out the boys
is there any that catches your attention?
i see one that looks interesting - well muscled guy, 6ft tall, clean shaven, oiled muscles. standing in just a pair of leather shorts, boots and a collar
he looks alone, he's drinking a beer and checking out guys. he looks at you and smiles
his shorts have a light blue stripe
i get another beer and walk over to him. standing in front of him i look him up and down
"light blue, boy? remind me what that is."
he licks his lips as you walk over. He stares at your crotch
Read more!"see something you like, boy?"
"Yes Sir... I was wondering if you need some... cleaning down there, Sir"
"that depends, boy. i only let the best suck me off"
"that's ok Sir, because I only suck the best too". You can see his muscles shinning under the lights of the club
i run my gloved hand over his pecs and squeeze his nipple "don't be cheek, BOY" i give it a brutal twist
even if it had to hurt the guy let's a nice moan out. His dick get's hard
He looks at you and licks his lips again
i chuckle. "so, boy, shall we go somewhere else, or shall i face-fuck you right here?"
"Let's get some privacy Sir, so we can do anything you want"
"lead on, boy"
you realize his collar has a chain. he handles you the chain and walks over a private part of the club
i wrap the chain around my fist and follow him
once you are in the private room, with the sounds outside muffled by the soundproof walls he starts to open your jeans
i lean against the wall, running my hands roughly over his back and push him towards my cock
he pushes your jeans down to your tights so he has full access. He starts to give you the best blow job of your life
pulling his head onto my cock i groan with pleasure as he brings me towards orgasm
You feel yourself lightheaded as you get closer to orgasm, finally you cum like you never had before. Once you are done you feel very weak
i pat you on the head "wow, boy, you are good. i may have to keep you." i lead over to pull my jeans up and stagger as my head spins
before you can put your jeans up you collapse. You fall deeply asleep and dream of blowjobs just to wake up alone, in the private room, not knowing how long you've been there
i shake my head, trying to clear the fogginess and look around. "shit!" i check for my wallet, sure that i've ben robbed
All your money it's in the wallet... and there is something else to. A jet black business card.
i look at the card curiously as i lever myself to my feet
it only says MASTER and a phone number
when you stand up you feel something in your cock
you try to reach it inside your zip, but all you touch is... rubber
"what the fuck?" i pull my jeans down to see what's going on
you are wearing rubber and steel rubber shorts. Steel rings go around your tights and waits and hold the rubber. You can feel there are steel rings on your cock and balls too. the are all secured with a padlock, like a complicated chastity device
(btw "tights" should be "thighs" )
(yeah, sorry)
(np)
"FUCK! son of a bitch" i try to get the shorts off but they don't move. livid, i get out my mobile phone and punch in the number on the business card
As you put your hand up you can feel you are wearing your own cuffs and collar. All secured with padlocks
A deep voice answers the phone
"Hello boy, you woke up before i expected"
"Who the fuck is this? i want this shit off me you bastard."
"That's not the way you speak to Master boy"
"look, shithead, you're not my Master, you';re just some freak. now get back here and get this shit off me"
You can hear he is dissapointed. "You are not being a good boy. Call me later boy, once you've calmed down and know where you belong"
Click
the call ends
"BASTARD" i yell at the phone and dial the number again
"Hello boy"
i try to keep my temper under control "yeah, look, sorry about that. there's obviously been a mistake here - can you come and unlock me?"
Click. call ends
"SHIT!" i dial again
"Hello boy"
"hello .." i pause, knowing what he wants. i grit my teeth and say it "..Sir"
"good boy. I knew you were a good boy"
"Listen now boy"
"You will drive to my place (he tells you an address). Wearing ONLY your cuffs, collar and shorts. Once you arrive go to the back door and follow the instructions."
"Do you understand boy?"
"is that all? but..that's in public? i mean,...." i lsietn to the silence at the end of the phone. "yes Sir"
"Good boy. be sure to do just as I told you. I don't want you to be in that device forever" the call ends
i spend a fewe minutes swearing at the phone. then strip off my jeans shirt, tie, cap and boots, leaving myself standing solely in the shorts, my cuffs and the collar. I fold my gear up, pile it up in my arms and then head for the door
you know everyone at the leather club it's looking at you. Wondering what you are doing dressed like a boy. You can even hear some laughs
blushing I head straight out and walk to my car
fymbling my keys out of my pocket I get inside as quickly as possible and slip all my gear onto the backseat. i use the mirror to examine the collar and swear wuietly as i see the massive padlock used to lock it in place. I drive off to the address
it's a big house in middle of nothing, you can actually drive your car straight to the back door. There is plenty of space there to park it
i drive up as close as i can. then i get out of the car, lock it and walk up to the back door
There's a sheet of paper on the door. It says, PUT THE KEYS ON THE MAILBOX. You can see the door has an opening for the mail
i slip my carkeys through the mail slot
you can hear an electric sound that let's you know the door is unlocked
i push on the door "hello?"
as you enter your barefeet go on something. It's another paper sheet.
i pick the paper up and peer at it
as you take it you can hear the door close and lock
The paper has instructions, you have to sit on the metal chair. Strip your ankles to it. Then wear a gag and a blind fold. After you'll lock your cuffs to the hook in the back of the chair
(strip?? lock...)
(fasten the strips...)
"shit" i try the door and look for the mail slot to see if i can find my keys
(strap(
(that's the word i was looking for)
the mailbox is a steel box
"dammit i try with all my might to open the door, sweating as i think of the alternative
the door is locked, and you cannot see any other doors... actually yo realize the whole room is covered in black rubber, floor, ceiling and walls. Only the sttel chair in the middle and the door are not rubber
"shit" with no alternative, i go and sit on the chair. i put my ankles tight against it and loosely strap the thick rubber straps around them. i them look for the gag and blindfold
You find the gag and blindfold under the chair. They are "fuck. what is this crap?" i pull the blindfold over my eyes, leaving it slightly off to one side so i can see out of it. i put the ball gag in my mouth, my mouth stretched to a level i'm not used to and sgain secure it - but loosely so i can spit the gag out. i then reach behind the chair and find the padlock. i have no way to fake this one, so i slip the D-rings from both cuffs into the padlock and click it shut
When it clicks you can feel a surge running from the chair to your steel shorts
it's electric current. Your muscles spasm, but it feels nice. It actually makes your dick hard
"gnnnn" i twist and writhe in the chair, trying to pull free as my cock presses painfully inside the chastity shorts
it feels SO good, you can even feel it in your add, the short might have a probe inside it
i groan, aroused despite myself
you suddenly can hear a voice. "Tell me boy. Do you think you deserve this?"
i groan and shake my head "NO!" i yell through the gag
"That's right boy, you don't deserve pleasure, you've been a bad boy and you have not followed the instructions"
The surge starts to power up, and you can feel the muscles in your legs spasming
"GNNN!! NO STOP IT!!"
The surge powers up and suddenly stops. You can feel your muscles very weak because of the pain
i slump in the chair, gasping
a door in the rubber wall opens and someone enters. You can see it's the boy that gave you the blow job. He's wearing a short rubber suit and rubber collar and cuffs just like yours
i push the gag out of my mouth "HEY! you - gte me out of this shit, will you?"
he has a blank stare in his eyes and he just goes to your back and puts the gag and blindfold in their place, and well secured
"MPPPPPHH!"
You can hear the voice again: "You will stay there the whole night for being such a good boy. Enjoy your stay boy, because it going to be a long one"
(such a bad boy)
"MPPHHH!! MPHHH!" i shake my head in denial