Weekend In Restraint

               I am one of the luckiest men on the planet.  I have been dating my fantasy woman for a little over a year now.  I’ve always admired her from a far and have even masturbated over her mental image.  She is over 6’2” in her heels, Blonde, Skinny; overall she is damn near perfect.

       We have a great relationship, when we play we have begun to switch.  I do enjoy having her grovel on her knees in front of me, but my heart truly enjoys being at her mercy (or lack there of).

       When she tops, a new persona is born.  It is devilish, sly, sexy, so confident it makes me want to jerk off right now just picturing her towering over me.  I have a couple of connections in the bondage industry so I have acquired everything a pro-dungeon would be proud to  own, so playtime is never boring.

       The two of us have joined the greatest BDSM Club, and did so to fulfill her fantasy of multiple people and public play.  I am really private about my sex life and she is just the opposite, so this was a huge step for me.  Our first time went great, met a nice couple and was able to talk about our fantasies without embarrassment.  We visited the club a couple more times testing her limits, which both of us really enjoyed.  I made it clear that I wasn’t really ready to sub in front of other people and my girlfriend understood, but told me my time was coming.

       The week before our trip Mistress informed me that I was to bottom on our next trip so be prepared and pack appropriately.  I should pack things I know would please her.  So I packed 2 large duffle bags that weighed about 50 lbs a piece. 

       Two days before our trip she informs me to shave all my body hair and lock on my CB3000 Cock cage.   This device locks on behind my balls and has a clear plastic sheath that my penis slides into that keeps it from becoming erect and keeps me from pleasuring myself.  It allows me to urinate but I must sit while doing it or I’ll have no control where the urine goes.  The device sounds so evil, but I love it.  Every second my cock and balls are squeezed into its confines, it reminds me I belong to her.

       So the weekend has arrived and I pick up my Mistress and we begin our little journey north.  General pleasantries are shared, but Mistress is quiet about her plans, she knows this will drive me on the brink of insanity.  I am dying to know what she plans to do. 

       We check into the Hotel, and everything is just normal, she isn’t assuming any assertive control on me other than my cock is locked up tight until she decides it can be freed.  Mistress tells me she is going to take a shower and I am to watch.  The hotel has an immaculate glass shower that is the size of my whole bathroom.   Mistress gets naked and gets into the steamy shower while I sit watching her lather her silky smooth perfect body.  Normally I wouldn’t have an issue, but my cock is trying to get hard, and it cannot.  As it gets hard the cage keeps its girth in control and if it continues to push outward it puts extreme pressure on my balls.   This is a sign of the torment that I’ve looked forward to for Months.  Now I grant you that this is painful both physically and mentally, but I’m enjoying it, and hoping for even more. 

       After Mistress has reminded me she owns my cock, she dries and gets dressed in some casual but sexy clothes for our evening.  Mistress tells me to get in to the shower and she’ll lay out my attire for our short journey to the club.  After making sure I showered good, I dry and exit to find my latex briefs, with jeans and a nice normal polo.  The latex brief looks just like a pair of fruit of the looms, but they are shinny black with gold trim highlighting the design.  When combined with the cock cage even more pressure is applied to my swollen balls. As Mistress and I ride the elevator down I look at myself in the mirror, and notice from the average person I look almost like I’m ready to go golf.  But underneath my street clothes I wear rubber underwear and my cock is imprisoned.

       Once at the club I carry the hundred pounds of gear and attire for my Mistress up the two flights of stairs to the locked door.  Mistress follows the protocol of the club and we walk in.  No one is there I personally know, but we’ve all seen each other play, so my anxiety level is at its highest as my mind thinks about what is about to happen.  Mistress tells me to put down the bags on the shelf and lets sit and mingle. 

       After 15 minutes she gets up without a word and gestures for me to follow.  She stops at the bags and asked me what I have brought and I inform her.  She hands me my 2” slave collar which has D rings all around and tells me to put it on and then proceeds to lock it on.  When the sound of the lock clicks my heart sunk, there is now return now.

       She tells me to wait there, she grabs a couple of things and she disappeared.  I am going through several emotions, first of which was embarrassment.  I stand there wearing a collar in front of 20 people.  Fear is the second emotion that is rapidly coming on, wondering what is about to happen.  I’ve hardly talked about my fantasy of BDSM let alone live it out in front of 20 to 30 people.  My heart feels like it is about to jump from my chest. 

       20 Minutes go by according to the wall clock, my internal clock feels like it has been 3 times that.  My anxiety is slowly claming when I hear CLICK, CLICK, CLICK.  I’d recognize Mistress’s walk anywhere, what is she wearing is going through my mind, then she appears.  I know to look down upon her entrance and I see 7” Stiletto black patent platform pumps.  I try to be sly and catch a quick look but she slapped me for looking up and verbally admonishes me.  But I was able to see her latex tank dress and her gloved hand was obviously also sheathed in latex when it slapped my pathetic face.

       Mistress doesn’t say a word other than to raise my head for a moment while she attaches a chain leash to my locked collar.  She points to the bags which I immediately pick up and she starts off across the room.  The play space has two large dungeons, each of which has several different areas for play.  She walks me over to a Saint Andrews Cross, she tells me to put the bags down and retrieve two wrist restraints and to remove my shirt.  I quickly do so as not to piss her off this early.  Mistress immediately applied the wrist restraints and locked them on with small padlocks followed by connectors which went to the eye bolts on the cross.  Here I stand arms wide, collared and unable to do anything about it.  Mistress gets that smile/smirk she gets when some diabolical thought works its way through her beautiful head.  She leans down and gets out my leather slave hood and pulls it over my head, she tightens up the laces really tight and locks the hood on. She then unbuttoned my pants and let them fall to the ground.  Now I stand there in latex briefs, hooded and bound.  Mistress now snaps the blindfold on and the gag onto the hood.  Helplessness doesn’t even begin to describe the feeling I now feel.  My mind races, who’s watching, what is Mistress doing, what is next. The wait was short, ankle restraints quickly found their way on me and now I stand spread eagle, locked with no ability to do anything.  She toyed with me and used a crop and flogger to warm me up.  She was displaying self control, because normally she doesn’t even warm me up.

       After 15 Minutes of the warm up she unhooked the restraints from the cross and undid the blindfold and gag from the hood.  Mistress told me to gather up my clothes and fold them neatly and take them into the room where they have shelves for our street clothes.  I complied and started to go the back way rather than through the lounge area where 20 plus people were sitting, that was not a good idea.  Mistress smacked my latex covered ass and told me to walk through the lounge, she wanted everyone to see me.  This was definitely a virgin experience, I’ve never been so embarrassed and humiliated in my life, but strangely enough I was aroused.  After returning Mistress reattached my leash and we joined the others in the lounge.  Mistress hopped on a bar stool while I knelt beside her with my hands behind my back.  The hood made it hard to hear, so when Mistress wanted to she could whisper to someone a foot away from me and I’d be unable to hear it.

       Mistress got bored with the lounge and upon finishing her cigarette she had me crawl to the dungeon.  Once we crossed into the dungeon she re-attached the blindfold and the gag was re-inserted into my mouth.  She had me crawl around on all fours in circles and figure 8’s so she could disorient me to what furniture or other item I would be near.  Mistress had me get on my knee’s so the wrist cuff’s could be fastened to something over my head.  After being fastened, a motor sound began and my wrist were slowly being elevated upward bringing me to my feet.  My latex briefs were pulled down exposing my imprisoned cock. A bar stool was placed under my butt for me to sit on.  Mistress began putting me in 7” Ballet boots, and before I knew it they were fastened on my feet.  A belt was wrapped around my ankles to keep them together and then the hoist drew my up until I was teetering on my very painful toes. Mistress must have brought the boots, because I had purposely left them behind.  Mistress whispers in my ear that I will pay for my mistake of not bringing the boots.  Here I sway hooded, gagged, caged cock, and to totally humiliate me I’m wearing ballet boots.  A sharp pain is felt on my right ass cheek and another on my left.  Mistress alternates my floggings from cheek to cheek.  Mistress is turning my ass red as she tells me how ridiculous I must look to the circle of members watching my pathetic bound body jerk to the whip.  I cannot see a thing through the thick tight leather, and with the ball gag nothing I say will be understood.  I think this is the most humiliation I’ve ever felt.  Mistress moves to the front and begins flogging my chest, my thighs and my swollen balls.  When the floggings stopped I felt some hope that it was about to end and she would let me down, but when the crop struck my left nipple I knew just how vulnerable I was.  After Mistress bored of the crop nipple clamps were attached against my muffled protest. More flogging was next and when a tail from the flogger would hit the chain holding the clamps both nipples felt like they were being ripped off.  Mistress kept this up until she noticed my limit had been reached on my arms and she reversed the process until I was on my knee’s again. 

       I was dragged without warning on another scenic trip though the club and based upon the different floor textures I was being lead through the lounge in front of everybody. 

       Mistress finally stopped and told me to remove my boots and my wrist restraints after she removed the locks.  This was slightly difficult since my eyes were blindfolded. 

After completing the task given I was told to stand, with my arms out.  I felt the latex straight jacket that I love to wear being placed on me, after Mistress zipped it up the back and the 4 belts were tightened up, and my arms were secured in front by two belts.  Once fastened there is no way of escaping, even if I wanted to. My hood was removed, but my facial freedom was short lived.  A latex hood was zipped up tight and a red latex ball gag was slid into my mouth.  Mistress walked me over to a leather 4 Point swing, and pushed me back first into it.  When I fell into it I have never felt so helpless in my life.  I had no way of getting out, or up.  My feet were placed in stirrups and fasted so they were up and out.  Mistress had that same sly smirk on her beautiful face, letting me know something was about to happen.  Mistress walked around me a couple of times which is enough to drive me nuts, I love the sight of her in latex. When she stopped between my legs she pulled up her dress slightly ,she had attached her strap on harness.  She put a purple silicon dildo in its ring and lubed it up like she was masturbating it.  Mistress then put a large amount of lube in her latex clad hand and began working lube in and around my ass.  I began begging for my Mistress to stop but with the latex ball gag all that was heard sounded like Charlie Browns Teacher.  The head of the purple dildo disappeared between my ass cheeks as my sphincter let me know that I was being assaulted.  I tried everything, but until I relaxed the pain was almost unbearable.  Mistress started to pump my ass with her purple silicon dick, which makes her feel even more dominate.  This went on until I was about to come and Mistress would stop for a minute, and then start all over again to drive me to a new point of frustration that I have never experienced.  The more she pumped my ass the more turned on she became and before long, while still buried in my ass she had one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever seen.  If it weren’t for the purple penis in me I believe Mistress would have collapsed.  Once she regained her composure she took the penis out of her harness but left it in my ass, and used the straps that run between my legs to the straight jacket to keep it in place.  My feet where released and  Mistress helped me get to my feet.  Once to my feet she led me to the cage the club has which is just big enough for me to stand in and once in it Mistress fastened my ankle restraints to a couple of bars to keep them steady.  A large metal hood with no openings in it was attached to my head.  It is a big metal ball that has to be chained to the cage to keep it’s heavy weight from hurting me.  Now I cannot see anything, I am standing in a cage in a rubber straight jacket, ankles chained to the cage, and my cock is still in it’s prison and to top it all off  I have a 6” purple cock in my ass.  I hear the cage door shut and lock and then it felt like it had moved.  And then the motor hoist was turned on and the cage felt like it had been lifted off the ground.  Mistress Spun the cage around to let me know I was suspended and bound at her will.  I heard her tell someone to make sure I didn’t cum while she’s gone.  I thought to my self how could I, then I felt it, the purple cock up my ass start to buzz, it was a vibrator.  Damn what is going on, where is she going, what happens if I do cum, and who is making sure I don’t. 

The vibrator was starting to drive me nuts and my cock was so swollen I thought it would break the cage, and then I could finally reach an erection.  I felt someone reach between my legs and turn the vibrator off and then back on, then off like it was a game.  I felt a pair of hands rub on my chest above my latex covered crossed arms, and then I felt another pair rub my ass cheeks, now I don’t know who is touching me or if Mistress is even around.  I have lost all control of my life and I am scared.  The scared feeling starts to dissipate when I realized this is really turning me on. I now have two pairs of hands on me and someone else unzips my zippers on my chest of the straight jacket exposing my nipples.  A clamp is attached to each nipple and then ran through the bars of the cage tight keeping me from bouncing around.  Someone has now decided to turn the vibrator on and someone else is flogging my front while someone else is using a crop to turn my ass red.  Someone else has turned their attention to my locked cock and has hooked a chain to it and looped it around a bar to further restrain me.  Something has to give and when someone notices my breathing is changing and I’m about to cum, the vibrations stop and everyone lets go, and the flogging stops. 

       I don’t know what to do, collapse or scream.  The  locked is unfastened from the cage, and my nipples are released, my cock is un hooked from the steel cage but still bound in its plastic prison.  The steel ball hood is opened and I am lead out of the cage by Mistress. I notice around the room stands 20 plus people, I wonder who was involved?

       Mistress leads me to the corner and unhooks everything from me including my cock cage.  My hood is the only item left on me now.  She tells me to retrieve the latex catsuit of mine and put it on and it had better shine like a mirror or else.  I put it on as quickly as I can and put a quick coat of polish on it and proceed back out to Mistress.  She has since changed and now stands before me in Latex Stockings, G String, latex corset and latex gloves all the way to her shoulders.  Mistress has assembled our latex vac bed and it now lays on a leather padded table in the middle of the room.  Mistress snaps her fingers and points to the ground.  I instantly kneel where she pointed and she tilts my latex covered head down and puts a pump up latex gag with a breathing tube in my mouth and fastens it on tight and pulls me up.  Once up she leads me to the latex sack and tells me to get into it.  Once I have wiggled my way into it she pulls the pump for the gag through the hole followed by the breathing tube.  She then positions me so my hard cock sticks out through its hole in the sack.  She zips me up and all light is gone.  A few pumps of the gag reminds me its there and the loud noise of the vacuum starts buzzing and before I know it I am vacuum packed like an item from the store.  There is no moving in it once the air has been suck out.  I am at her mercy, but at least my cock is now able to achieve an erection.  But then Mistress begins playing with ice around my nipples and my cock.  The latex is so tight that its like there’s nothing between my nipples and the ice.  What makes it worse is its hot in the two layers of latex and the ice is magnified due to that.  A couple more pumps of the gag and my mouth is wide open now. But she like the sound I make when its pumped up like it is.  Mistress begins playing with my cock which has never been so hard in my life.  It feels like it could just explode at any minute.  Mistress puts a condom on it, and then another, and another one.  I couldn’t figure out what she was doing, why was this necessary.  She then got on top of me and slid my cock in her waiting pussy.  I could feel it’s tightness but with the 3 condoms Mistress insured that I would be unable to cum.  She then rode my cock like I’ve never felt, she must have had 3 Orgasms in a minute, but with the extra condoms she basically used my cock to masturbate with.   My frustration level had never been so high in my life.  Mistress dismounted me and removed the 3 condoms leaving my cock to breathe again.  She remounted me and slid my cock in her wet pussy and began a very slow up and down motion and when I tried to arch my back she put her thumb on the breathing tube so I couldn’t breathe until I stopped. She kept this up for what seemed like an hour but then picked up the pace and told me for being such an obedient slave and entertaining the other members she would let me cum, but only when she told me to.  If I came too early she would drip it down the tube and make me swallow it, if I didn’t cum when told to she would relock the cock cage for 7 Days.  So the stakes were high.  Mistress worked her magic with her hips, her tight wet pussy was gyrating on my rock hard cock. Mistress told me that I was to come on the count of 50, not 1 number off or else.  The gyrations became even more aggressive and by 25 I thought I was going to blow, and when Mistress said 40 she put her thumb over the breathing tube.  Now I am bound helplessly and cannot even breathe.  By the time Mistress said 49 I thought I would pass out and when 50 was uttered out loud I came at the same time Mistress did. She collapse on top of my Latex clad body and let loose of the tube so my airway was clear again.  After composing herself she turned the vacuum off and let me out of the bed and told me to remove all my latex and report back naked after cleaning myself up a little. 

       A few minutes later I returned to find Mistress changed into  a Leather mini skirt, a white sexy top and knee high leather boots.  She look so sexy, she took my cock in her hand and took me into the semi private dungeon and told me to bend over the bench and not move or else.  She lubed up my ass and put a butt plug in it and fastened some contraption around my waist between my legs and I heard a couple locks fasten and she stood me up.  It had been locked on so no mater what it wasn’t coming off until she decided it would.  My cock cage was refastened with a vibrating egg taped on it.  My latex briefs were drawn up my legs and bound everything private together, pulling it all tight.  I was given my clothes to put on and so I did, as quickly as I could.  Mistress attached a collar and leash on me and told me to get the bags and away we went.  Once on the street I thought she would remove the leash but instead made a bigger gap between us so It was very obvious I was leashed.   We went to my truck and put the bags in it and we drove to the hotel as instructed.  Once there I begged Mistress to unhook the collar and leash, which to my dismay she agreed.  Mistress unhooked my leash and fastened it to my cock cage and dragged me through the Hotel this way.  Once we were in front of the desk she flipped on the controls to the wireless vibrating anal plug and to the egg strapped to the cock cage.  I must have jumped 2 feet in the air.  Mistress just laughed and jerked on the chain making me let off a light squeal of pain.  Once in the elevator Mistress put on a little dance flaunting her little skirt and making my cock ach as it couldn’t get hard.  She had fun flipping the switches making me jump with the sudden buzz. 

Once back at the hotel she had me get naked and put me in my One piece coverall that has no sleeves and put my feet in the ballet boots to keep me from getting up. She then blindfolded me and told me to have a good night sleep.  This wasn’t easy with my aching cock in its cage and aching feet from the forced ballet pose. Not to mention the constant on and off of the vibrating butt plug and egg.   It probably goes without saying not much sleep was had.

To be continued.

James Michael