Arriving Home 1

Author: bgdog
Title: Arriving Home
Date: 18 February 2005

I am flying back home after a week off for some work. It is the first time I have spent so many days away from my Master since I have started serving him, 4 months ago. I am sure desperate to arrive home and get some of his care on me, and maybe try to get some relief and be unlocked from the chastity belt I had on during this whole time. But still I would have to wait until the afternoon, when he gets home from work.
I look at my watch; it is 12:35, so we are about to land. I cannot stop thinking how will I find my master…He got a bit disappointed when I told him about this trip. He didn’t like the idea of having his slave so many days away from home, not serving him, not kneeling next to him while he relaxes, not taking care of his needs…So he sure is now waiting my arrival to use me in whatever way he wishes.
The day before I left he locked me in the chastity belt, a plastic cb3000.
- I *****t to make sure you think of me this week, boy. No release until you get back home.
I would have anyways thought of him the whole time, but the chastity kept as a reminder the whole day time, even at the work meetings and lunches…It was not my first time locked in the cb3000, usually I spent most of the time locked in any kind of chastity. But being with my Master, I feel more secure, and get some relief when I perform well and take good care of him. This week I was doomed to wait, far from the key, and now was willing for my Master to play with me, relax together on the couch, get some of his love.

We land on time and after saying goodbye to all my job partners, I head home on a taxi. In just 20 minutes I am opening the front door, and feel very nice to be back at home. Just as I go in, I see laying on the floor a box and a closed envelope. My Master knew I would arrive while he is out working and have left me the first orders…I start feeling back to my position and quickly open it willing to obey any wishes.
“Welcome back, boy. I have missed your service this week. You will find all you need in the box to get ready for my arrival. You know what to do.”
I start to grow hard with the expectation, but the cb3000 belt works well and pain grows as well down there. Without hesitation I start to remove all my clothes, I know whatever will be in that box, I am expected to strip as soon as I go in the house. I open the box and find it filled with rubber, an entire suit as well as other items to transform me into the slave dog I am.
I first put in a medium size plug, and my excitement just can’t stop from increasing…but can do much locked. Then I make my way in the rubber suit. I know it well from other times, socks and gloves attached, even a tight hood with eyes, mouth and nose holes. It takes me a bit to get it on, but soon I close the zip and add a padlock. My Master likes it well done and inescapable. I start to feel the sweat coming, a sensation I love to feel, the heat growing in my encasement… After that, leather ankle and wrists restraints are locked as well, which I will later use to tie me in the known spot. Before I get the chains, I need to add the last items in the box: a heavy posture collar, that keeps the head almost immobile, and a tight rubber gag with breathing hole. Both can be locked as well, and I use two padlocks to make my confinement perfect. I then pick up from the box the set of chains and walk to the marked spot to kneel and wait for the Master. Before I further tie myself, I phone him with my mobile, so he knows I am home and almost ready. I then kneel, take the chains and lock my ankles very tight. With all the heat growing, the heavy collar on, my legs restrained, movements start to turn more difficult, but I know I better keep going. I manage to tie the wrist restraints together to a short chain, which I then connect with the last padlock with the chain already holding my ankles together. Finally, I am done with all the arrangements, and try to get as comfortable as I can in my actual position, forced to kneel and wait…covered by the rubber suit, pluged and chastizied…the heavy leather collar allowing not much movement from my head either…and the rubber gag filling my mouth and keeping me quiet.
I know my master can watch me over now. The place where I am kneeling can be observed by a web cam he has set up especially for this times, when I am left here while he goes to work, to a friend’s house, or any place he feels for…but he *****ts to be sure I am doing as instructed, so installed the cam to watch from any computer.
There are more cams in the house, in different spots where I am left, stored away while I am not needed. The first one was set pointing to the steel cage, a place where I spent many hours to rest or just to be locked away when my master doesn’t *****t me around to distract him.
So, as some other times before, I am here waiting for my Master arrival with all the keys that will free me. I hope he gets home in a good mood, and we can enjoy the night playing some bondage games. I am sure desperate to get any pleasure and love from him, and think after a week he probably feels the same. But for know I must just wait while my knees keep hurting and the position starts to feel harder as time go by. Tired from the trip, I would rather be laying in the cage than encased in this rubber suit, with the plug keeping my hole open and semi hard in the chastity belt. But I must obey all orders, and I know my Master *****ts me to feel some bondage after a week free all day long.

The time goes slow, but finally I hear the door and my Master walking in. I grow in excitement and can’t wait to get a view of him, my sexy lover…But must wait a while more, as I hear him heading to his room, probably to get changed from his work clothes. 10 minutes later he is in front of me, totally dressed in an army uniform, and I am sure he can see in my eyes how much I am glad to see him again and be back at home. I moan in my gag, and he gets close and rubs my head, with love and care.
- Hello my boy. I have missed you all this time. Hope you have missed your Master as well.
With the gag I cannot make any sounds. Even the posture collar prevents me from nodding affirmative, so I just rub my head in his crotch and moan with pleasure in my gag.
- I bet you are willing some relief down there, and probably from all the time kneeling there, but I have some other plans for you tonight. I think you need to spend some time stored away after all this week free.
I feel a bit surprised, I thought we would spend the night together, probably even going out to some bars after being that long apart, but obviously my Master *****ted first to remind me I gave up my freedom to him.
- I will go and pick up some more things to take care of you. Don’t move away.
I could see a grin on his face as he left the room. I wonder what he has in mind for tonight. I feel a bit disappointed, knowing I will have to wait some more time to enjoy him, touch him and kiss him…But at the same time feel nervous about what heavy bondage position I will be put and for how long. Will I be out of this rubber suit? Probably not, he likes me well encased. He might have in mind more layers on. So for now, think the plug and the belt will stay there at least until tomorrow. Again, my dick was bringing me to an unpleasant erection, and as far as I know from previous times, this will go on for an unknown amount of time.

(To be continued)