Forced Situation - 2 A Day in the Life

Author: leathergearboy
Title: Forced Situation - 2. A Day in the Life...
Date: 11 April 2014

I jumped when I heard the damned alarm clock go off. Not even sure why I even bothered setting it? I didn't get much sleep at all. It seemed like every time I was about to doze off, my dick would throb in its cage causing a lot of pain. DAMN was I so freaken horny. I must've spent most of the night humping my bed trying to get some relief. And that just made it worse! I'm not sure how long I'm going to be able to do this?

Anyway, I manage to get myself out of bed and sit down at my computer hoping he'll be there.

   Michael: Good morning, Sir!

I wait for a response. It is a little earlier than 8:00am, so he's probably busy getting ready for work.

   Michael: I hope You slept well, Sir?

   Frank: Good morning, slave.

   Frank: I did sleep well. How did you sleep, slave?

   Michael: Not too well, Sir.

   Frank: Good, boy. I didn't think you would get much sleep.

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Super horny.

   Frank: I bet. You'd probably be jerking yourself off right now... Right, boy?

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Want to so bad.

   Frank: Well it's good thing I own that dick now. Like my slaves horny. So you better get used to it.

   Michael: I don't know how long I'm going to be able to take this, Sir?

   Frank: Take what, boy?

   Michael: Being locked up and unable to jerk off, Sir.

   Frank: That's not for you to decide anymore, remember, SLAVE?

   Michael: Yes, Sir. It's just that I didn't realize how much it was going to hurt.

   Frank: Tough shit! Deal with it. I OWN you and that dick and it'll stay locked up until I decide.

Fuck! His aggressive nature is such a huge turn-on for me.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: Say it!

   Michael: You own me and this dick will stay locked up until You decide.

   Frank: Very good, slave. Now turn your webcam on.

I turn the camera on and show him the locks, so he can see I'm still in the chastity device and collar.

   Frank: Good, slave.

   Michael: Thank You, Sir.

   Frank: So according to your email, you don't go back to work until Saturday?

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: Very nice, boy. Did you make any other plans this week?

   Michael: No, Sir. I normally don't make plans. Usually, more spur of the moment.

   Frank: Good. Don't make any then. I may want to keep you locked up for a few days.

   Michael: Locked up for a few days, Sir?

   Frank: Yes, slave. Locked in your leather gear for extended periods and don't want interruptions.

Damn! That's freaken hot to think about!!!

   Michael: Thank You, Sir. That would be so hot.

   Frank: We'll see.

There's a fairly long pause...

   Frank: You mentioned that you usually do house chores today?

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: Good, then the collar can stay on.

Is he joking?

   Michael: Sir, but what about showering?

   Frank: You can shower later / after all your chores are done.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: I think we need to add something to your cleaning outfit?

   Frank: Go get your leather chastity jock and your dildo plug...

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: And get a regular lock and another plastic lock.

   Frank: Thought it would be nice to have your ass stuffed while you cleaned today.

I'm seriously hoping he doesn't want to lock the plug in my ass all day? I go to my toy box and grab everything I think I'll need.

   Michael: Got everything, Sir.

   Frank: Good, slave. Put the chastity jock on.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: Make sure I can see everything.

I fumble to get the jock on. It's usually fairly easy, but the CB-6000 makes it a bit difficult to slip my cock through the hole. Once on, I zip up the cover pouch.

   Frank: Good, boy. Now use a keyed pad lock to lock up the pouch.

   Frank: Roll a condom on the dildo and lube it up, then attach it to the harness.

I've only done this a couple of times so, it's not an easy task and it makes such a mess - the lube gets everywhere.

   Frank: Now turn around and slowly slide it in - all the way.

Again, this is not going to be easy and probably hurt. I've only had this dildo up my ass twice before. I turn around so he can watch and with a little forceful pushing I manage to get the head of the dildo in.

   Frank: Very nice, Bitch! Fuck yourself with that cock.

I push it in and pull out several times.

   Frank: Work that cock all the way in.

I finally manage to get it all the way in.

   Frank: Yeah. That's it, slave. Now buckle up the rear strap and lock it with the numbered plastic lock...

   Frank: But hold the lock up to the camera so I can see the number.

I hold the lock up.

   Frank: Ok, slave, lock the rear strap.

I get the plastic lock through locking post, making sure the number faces out.

   Frank: Now step back so I can see everything - turn around too.

   Frank: Very nice, slave.

   Frank: How does the dildo feel?

   Michael: Honestly, Sir. It hurts a little. I'm not used to it. Not sure I'm going to be able to have it in for too long.

   Frank: As your ass gets used to it, the pain will go away.

   Michael: Ok, Sir.

   Frank: I'll just have to keep it locked in you more often. After I'm done with you, you're going to feel empty when it's not in.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

I've never really been into anal play of any kind, so I'm not too happy about hearing that. Hopefully I can convince him at some point it's not for me.

   Frank: Well okay, slave. I have to start getting ready for work.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: After you finish each chore I want a photo, So I can monitor your progress.

   Frank: Also let me know when the plastic locks arrive.

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Thank You, Sir.

Well I wasn't expecting to be locked in the collar all day, but I suppose since I was going to be home anyway, it should be okay. And I'm definitely not sure how I'm going to handle this dildo?

Anyway, I get up from the computer and get started on my cleaning. I'll have to save the laundry for later, as the washer and dryer are in the basement and the upstairs neighbors are still home. So I decide to start in the kitchen where the biggest mess is - I can't stand doing dishes. I keep myself busy throughout the day, snapping pictures as I finish with each chore and send them to him as he requested. I check the front porch several times as well to see if the plastics locks were delivered.

While I'm in the room cleaning, I notice there's a message from him...

   Frank: How are you holding up, slave?

   Michael: I'm okay, Sir. Ass is sore.

It really wasn't and the pain did die down after a while, but I figured I'd try to drive home the fact that I don't really like it.

   Frank: Well, the plug has been in a while now. Should be good enough for the first time. You can take it out and the chastity jock off.

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Thank You, Sir.

   Frank: I'll talk to you tonight, boy. Got to get back to work.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

I immediately run into the bathroom, break the plastic lock and pull the dildo out. God did it hurt coming out. But I feel so much better - more comfortable now. I remove the jock as well and clean off all the lube. Then return to my chores.

I don't hear from Frank at all the rest the day and it's now a little after 5pm. I finish up my laundry - the last of my chores - and send him the photo of my folded clothes and empty dirty laundry basket. And decide to get back on the computer and see if he's around.

   Michael: Hello, Sir. Are you around? Finished with all my chores.

I don't get a response back, so I figure he's not home from work. I begin surfing the Internet for porn. It's not long before I realize that's probably not a good idea. As my dick attempts to get hard in the cage.

   Frank: Did you get the locks yet, boy?

I didn't even notice his message at first... I was studying the lock to see if there was a way to get it off without breaking it.

   Michael: No, Sir... But I'll go check again.

I run into the living room and peek through the blinds... nothing.

   Michael: No, Sir. Still not here.

   Frank: Ok.

   Frank: How's that dick doing?

   Michael: It's okay, Sir.

   Frank: Hard and horny?

   Michael: Very horny, Sir. Getting hard... Was looking at porn on the Internet when you messaged me. LOL

   Frank: I don't see the point in that, slave? You can't even touch your dick anymore.

   Michael: True, Sir. I'm just horny.

   Frank: I'm sure you are.

   Frank: Well I'm going to get something to eat... You can take the collar off and take a shower. Let me know when the locks get there.

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Thank You, Sir.

Finally. I think that's the longest I've ever worn that collar!? It was starting to itch. I feel dirty and disgusting from cleaning all day, so the warm shower feels so good. I make myself a bite to eat and take a seat on the couch to watch some TV. It's not much longer before I hear someone walking up the porch steps. I peek through the blinds and see the U.P.S. delivery guy setting a small package on the ground. I wait for him to get back in his truck and leave before I run out and grab it. Inside is a bag containing 100 numbered plastic locks.

   Michael: The locks were finally delivered, Sir. :)

I wait patiently, but excited and anxious wondering what he's going to do with al these locks. Again, my dick runs into the boundaries of the cage and aches as it tries to break out. It's several minutes before he responds.

   Frank: Good. I assume the smiley face means you're excited about the locks, slave?

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: How hard are you right now, slave?

   Michael: Extremely, Sir.

   Frank: Why, slave?

   Michael: Excited about You locking me up in more gear, Sir.

Only a few moments pass, but it feels like hours as a wait to bounce and run and get some gear for him to lock on me.

   Frank: Hmmm... I want you to write me an email explaining to me why you want to be controlled and owned by me. How much you need to be kept and locked in leather as my leather bondage slave.

   Frank: You have an hour, slave.

   Michael: Yes, Sir ... You don't want me to put anything on right now?

   Frank: You have an hour, slave. I'll be back on later tonight.

Damn! He's not going to have me put on any gear right now? Fuck! I'm so damned horny too. Might as well start on this email...

   First of all, Sir, I just want to say thank You for being nice to consider playing with me again after what happened the last time. I've always thought that You were an extremely hot Dom and would love for You to consider me worthy enough to be your leather bondage slave. We both know I need the guidance and control and that You are the one who could properly give that to me. Since, we do not live in the same town, all I can do right now is give You my word that I will do everything You say. You know of my fetish for leather and my strong desire to be forced and kept locked in it as often and as long as possible. And I promise that anything you lock on me with these numbered locks will remain on until You say otherwise. And I can't wait until we finally get a chance to meet and You use real pad locks to completely take control of me and have me serve You.

I sent the email off and waited around for him to return. It was midnight when he finally responded...

   Frank: Excellent email, slave, but there's one thing you need to understand...

   Frank: You do not need to give me your word or make promises. I OWN YOUR ASS AND YOU WILL DO EVERYTHING I SAY WITHOUT QUESTION. UNDERSTAND, SLAVE?

   Michael: Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.

   Frank: Couple of questions...

   Frank: Have you taken a crap today and do you have a way to give yourself an enema?

   Michael: Yes. Both, Sir.

   Frank: Go give yourself an enema... rinse out twice.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

Why couldn't I just say, "No"? I hate enemas and ass play in general and I'm thinking he's going to want me to lock the dildo in my ass again.

I reluctantly grab my enema "bulb" (looks very much like a short fat turkey baster), head into the bathroom, strip out of my clothes and proceed to flush myself out. Afterwards I rinse off in the shower and dry myself off.

   Michael: Ok, Sir. Done.

   Frank: Get the chastity jock on and dildo locked in. Turn your camera on so I can watch and don't forget to show me the number on the lock.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

Getting the jock on and the dildo in my ass was just as difficult and painful as earlier today, but I manage.

   Frank: Good, boy. By morning that dildo is going to feel right at home in your ass. LOL

I choose not to respond.

   Frank: Now, do you still have that small braided steel cable?

I think for a moment... He must be talking about the 10" cable with the loops on either end. I can't believe he remembered that?

   Michael: I think so, let me make sure.

I run to my toy box and dig through my ziplock bag of fasteners. Then return and hold it up to the camera.

   Michael: This one, Sir?

   Frank: Yep. That's the one. Good.

   Frank: Get your hood locked on.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

My hood is a double layer hood from Mr. S. It has an inner hood with eyes and mouth, and zips down the back and front, completely sealing the head inside. Unfortunately for me, I'm a bit on the claustrophobic side, so having the front zipped up can and usually does freak me out. I get the hood laced and zipped and show him the lock before locking the zipper pull to the locking post on the collar.

   Frank: Nice, slave. How does it feel?

   Michael: Feels great, Sir. Thank You, Sir!

   Frank: Now grab another lock and the cable.

   Michael: Yes, Sir.

   Frank: I want you to pull the top zipper down far enough to be able to feed the cable through and lock both ends to the front d-ring.

What? Really?

   Michael: But, Sir. I won't be able to see anything.

   Frank: Yes, you will, slave. It won't be easy, but you'll still be able to if and when you need to.

I hesitate a moment.

   Frank: DO IT NOW!

I feed one end of the cable through the zipper pull and slide it down a little at a time until I can feel that the two loops reach the d-ring. My eyes are completely covered, but if I strain a little and look down, I can see through the mouth hole.

I struggle a bit, but I am able to type using a severely limited "hunt and peck" method...

   Michael: locked sir

   Frank: Told you, slave. Now get to bed and be up and at the computer by 7am.

He wants me to sleep like this?

   Michael: please sir i dont think ill be able to sleep like this

   Frank: So, don't fucken sleep then. What do I care? But the hood better still be locked on in the morning, slave.

   Michael: please sir you know i am claustrophobic

   Frank: You can see and breath, boy!

   Michael: please sir

   Frank: Want it completely zipped shut all night, slave?

Fuck!!!

   Michael: no sir

   Frank: Didn't think so. Have a good night, slave. >:)

   Michael: goodnight sir

What did I get myself into?