Gardening chores Part 3

Author: tantalus
Title: Gardening chores: part 3
Date: 07 July 2007

Part 3 : Philippe and Nicolas

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It took us a week to recover after David & Tony’s visit. We had enjoyed their stay and looked forward to their next visit. I had my usual round of gardens to maintain. After the recent spell of hot days with evening thunderstorms I was fully occupied mowing and weeding. The stormy weather caused extra work on the swimming pools: the covers would blow off; dust and debris settled in the water and had to be hovered or cleaned out. With the tourist season at its peak Gavin was in much demand as a tour guide at the local chateau. His language skills meant he could guide tours in English, French and reasonable Italian. If he was prepared he could have worked everyday that the chateau was open to visitors. But like me, he wanted to keep the work level down. For us it was supposed to be just a hobby. We had not moved to France to work full time. Besides, having weekdays off did mean we could relax, recover and have visitors to our playroom in the barn.

One day we were sunbathing in the garden, enjoying a glass of wine. Gavin sat at the table accessing the internet on the laptop. He said “Pete, come and have a look at this.” Gavin was on a French bondage website. A few weeks before, we had placed our profile on this site. Now we had our first reply. It was from a French guy called Philippe. He said he lived in the nearest large town to us, about 10km away. He wrote that he liked being put into bondage and punished. He wanted to put himself in our hands for periods of long bondage in our playroom. We looked at his profile and read more about him. He described himself as a dirty pig who liked to be fisted and to rim. We e-mailed back and arranged that Philippe would visit us on Friday evening.

Philippe arrived forty minutes late. Since moving to France we soon realised that the French often arrive late particularly for social events; this seems to be normal practise and is generally overlooked. We are still adjusting to this more relaxed attitude to life. We were surprised when Philippe apologised for being late, particularly for this first meeting, adding that he felt he should be punished for his lateness. We took this as a good sign; we had all agreed beforehand that Philippe would visit us and only start a session if we were all amenable. He came into the house; we showed him into the lounge and he sat down, putting his bag down beside him. He was eight years older than me, taller and broad shouldered. He spoke confidently, thanked us for the beer and told us more about himself. We soon realised that he was very experienced and knew exactly what he wanted, what he was prepared to do and what he would not do. All the time we knew this was heading in the right direction, the three of us could have a good time together. We told Philippe more about ourselves and described the playroom. Philippe nodded, saying “That is fine. I have brought my overnight bag. I am at your disposal for the next 24 hours.” I said “Let’s waste no more time, we’ll begin.”

We walked from the house into the barn. Before entering the playroom we told Philippe to strip naked and put his clothes on the side. His body was even more impressive than the photographs we had seen. We knew he worked out, so was very muscular. His body was covered in hair; the combination of muscles and hair is a turn on for Gavin & I. He had pierced nipples, with large rings suspended from them. His belly button was pierced by a stud and his cock sported the largest and heaviest looking PA I had ever seen. We told Philippe to put on the leather collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. Gavin clipped a lead onto the collar and drew Philippe into the playroom. We secured Philippe’s wrist cuffs to the two chains hanging from the ceiling. Gavin spread his legs and we attached the ankle cuffs to the rings fixed in the floor. We examined him all over, Gavin starting at the front, I at the back. The more I inspected and touched him, the more I was turned on that this powerful and assertive man wanted to submit to our desires. I could see faint scars across his back and ass, probably the result of punishment from previous encounters. But I knew, looking and touching his beautiful rosebud ass that this man wanted to be dominated and fisted. Gavin & I swapped positions. Philippe looked defiantly at me, as if daring me to touch him any more. Looking him directly in the eyes, I pinched and pulled his nipples, watching his reaction. His large thick cock stood stiff out from his body, the swollen cock head wanting attention. For the first time I noticed that his balls were huge, but that they hung very low, testament to the effect of hanging weights from the balls for long periods. I knew we had found the perfect man to use in our playroom. Again I noticed faint scars on his front hidden in the forest of body hair. We had no intention to injure or mark him, but would use him as he himself would want, within sensible limits. I fetched a crop and a flogger. Gavin took the flogger and told Philippe that he would now be punished for arriving late. Gavin began to lightly flog Philippe’s back and arms; working down to his ass and legs then striking between his legs to hit his balls and cock. I used the crop on Philippe’s cock and balls, grabbing and twisting them too. After, the crop was used on his nipples, then back to his cock and balls. Gavin used the flogger on Philippe’s front, while I used a paddle on Philippe’s ass. Throughout the punishment, Philippe looked straight ahead, hardly flinching. His cock remained stiff. Gavin greased Philippe’s hole and inserted a greased butt plug. At the same time I fitted a ball parachute and hung weights, one by one, stretching Philippe’s ball sack further from his body. Gavin & I took turns to suck his cock. I had not shaved since the morning, so my chin was quite prickly; I tortured Philippe’s cock head by rubbing my prickly chin on his cock head. Philippe shuddered on each pass of my chin over his cock head. I repeated the cycle of sucking his cock then rubbing my prickly chin on his cock head. The contrast between the wet mouth and prickly chin on the cock head is amazing. We gave Philippe a glass of water then saying “see you later”, we left the playroom and switched off the lights, leaving Philippe in bondage and totally in the dark.

Once in the house we had a beer. I said “We have been very fortunate to find Philippe. He has a magnificent body, he certainly has attitude, yet has the right mind set to be dominated and punished.” Gavin said “The way he looks at you, he is so up for it, he wants it badly. I’m sure he has experienced much harsher treatment in the past. Did you notice the marks on his body?” “Yes” I replied “But that would take things too far. We can achieve more through prolonged bondage and using him for our pleasure. He’ll be fisted before we‘ve finished with him. He can certainly be double fucked and I sure under the right conditions he has been double fisted.” We relaxed for another half an hour, by now in total darkness Philippe will have lost track of time, imagining that he has been left in bondage for much longer. We changed into our leather harnesses and chaps and made our way across to the playroom. I opened the door quietly and switched the lights on. Philippe was startled by sudden change from darkness into full light. The bondage showed off his muscled body to great effect; his semi-erect cock stiffened as we approached. I said “Your punishment for arriving late has ended. Now we will use you for our pleasure.” He replied “Thank you sirs for punishing me. I want to satisfy you by sucking your cocks and being fucked.”

We added weights onto Philippe’s nipple rings and his PA. We made him kneel down on a wooden box, so that his back was horizontal. The weights pulled his nipples and cock downwards. We secured his ankle and wrist cuffs to the rings in the surface of the box. The ball parachute weights were removed, and then the chain on the ball parachute was passed through another ring in the surface of the box, pulling Philippe’s balls away from his body. We ran our hands over his body, feeling, touching and gripping as we wished. Gavin pushed his cock into Philippe’s willing mouth; he sucked Gavin’s cock deep down his throat. Gavin pulled out and I thrust my cock deep down Philippe’s throat, letting him work my cock in his mouth. Gavin pushed his cock alongside mine into Philippe’s mouth; this spurred Philippe to suck our cocks harder. Next, I made Philippe rim my ass; Philippe sticking his tongue deep into my hole. At the same time Gavin removed the butt plug from Philippe’s ass, put a condom on his cock and started pumping away up Philippe’s ass. Gavin increased the thrusting and smacked his ass, so that Philippe moaned in pleasure. Philippe reacted to this double action by rimming my ass even harder. Eventually Gavin said to me “Pete, let’s swap positions.” So I fucked Philippe as hard as Gavin and smacked his ass, while Philippe rimmed Gavin’s ass. I continued fucking Philippe as Gavin put on a latex glove and greased it. I pulled out and Gavin greased Philippe’s hole before starting to insert his fingers into Philippe’s hole, which readily opened and soon Gavin had all his fingers inside. He re-greased the glove and Philippe’s wide hole and pushed, the hole widened and Gavin’s hand was inside. I could tell as I watched Philippe’s face that he was enjoying the sensations of Gavin’s hand inside him. Gavin slowly pulled his hand out and re-greased the glove. He watched Philippe’s hole open and close as he repeatedly pushed his hand slowly in and out. I put on a latex glove and greased it. When Gavin finally removed his hand I inserted my hand into the wide hole, which virtually sucked my hand inside. Philippe used his muscles to try and contain my hand; the feeling and the heat around my hand was incredible. We noticed that Philippe’s stiff cock had dribbled a large pool of pre-cum onto the box. Philippe tried to move but the bondage restraints held him in the position that we desired. I watched Philippe’s hole partially close as I pulled my hand out. It pulsated as if wanting the hand back inside. As I pushed against the hole it dilated and my hand entered easily. I re-greased the glove and repeatedly pushed my hand in and out. Gavin made Philippe suck his cock, then changed to wanking his cock, shooting his load over Philippe’s face. Philippe used his tongue to lick as much of Gavin’s cum into his mouth as he could. I removed my hand from Philippe’s hole and began wanking over his ass. Gavin reached under Philippe and wanked his cock. As my cum landed on Philippe’s back he came too. He cried out as he came; his sweaty body shuddered with relief. Exhausted, he slumped down, so we removed the weights from Philippe’s nipple rings and PA, then released him from the ankle and wrist restraints. We helped him off the box then we all took a shower together. We made Philippe soap us down and dry us with towels, then he could dry himself.

We dressed and returned to the house to have something to eat. Philippe insisted on helping prepare the food. He said that he enjoyed the bondage and punishment session; he hoped we had too. We said we enjoyed it very much, that there was more to come. After the meal we sat in the lounge while Philippe washed up. When he returned we told him to strip off and ordered him to suck our cocks while we sat on the sofa. We told him that we were going to bed. Philippe looked at us with enquiring eyes. Gavin said “Hard luck, you are sleeping in the playroom.” We led Philippe into the playroom and put a leather collar around his neck. I took a long length of light chain and padlocked the chain onto the leather collar. I wound the other end of the chain securely around the bed post and padlocked it. Throwing a blanket onto the bed, Gavin said “sweet dreams” and we left. Next morning we found Philippe lying on the bed stroking his erect cock. I said “Who gave you permission to touch your cock?” and gave his cock and balls some crop strokes as punishment. Gavin removed the padlock, leaving the leather collar around Philippe’s neck, saying “There’s coffee in the kitchen, then we will find some work for you to do”. We gave Philippe a coffee. He thanked us and said “Could I make a suggestion? I noticed that in the back of what is now the playroom, there are two animal stalls. The sides and back walls are fine. All it needs is some timber and other materials, then I could convert them into prison cells. What do you think?” We said that was an excellent idea. We showed Philippe the timber we had. He said that was fine, so we told him to start constructing the front walls for the cells. Apart from when he needed to fetch tools from his van Philippe worked wore nothing apart from his work boots. We helped with the construction and soon the cell fronts took shape. We drilled holes in the back walls for the fixing points for the rings from which the occupants could be chained. Philippe said he hoped that we would make him the first person to be secured in a cell. We stopped for lunch, eating outside in the garden, enjoying the sunshine. By mid afternoon, the work was complete. We told Philippe to sweep up while we prepared the chains. Soon he was chained to the wall, with a large butt plug up his ass. We worked on his front, torturing his cock, balls and tits, as well as flogging him. We left him in the cell until the next morning, before we released him.

Philippe became a regular visitor to our playroom. On the occasional workday he would phone up at lunchtime and ask to come for punishment. We would ask what he had done, he would say things like: “This morning, on the way to work I drove through a red traffic light.” “Yesterday I parked my car in a disabled bay.” By the time we answered the door he was standing naked, always with a stiff cock. We would haul him into the playroom, tie him up and punish him as we saw fit. The harder he was punished the more Philippe enjoyed it. Depending on the available time Philippe would suck our cocks, be fucked or fisted. Sometimes when he departed his ass was very red. He would say that when he sat down at work during the afternoon the discomfort would remind him of the lunchtime session. Arriving some Friday evenings, we would lock Philippe naked into a cell for the weekend, punishing and using him for our pleasure.

Another regular visitor was Nicolas Thion the plumber. He and his cute assistant Vincent had installed the shower room for us. Occasionally he would visit us, if he could disappear from work or home undetected for a couple of hours. He liked to be ordered about, put into bondage and used as a sex toy. He had arranged to arrive one morning at 11 am. As luck would have it we were both there when Nicolas arrived. We took him into the barn, told him to strip off and put him into bondage, standing up, spread eagled to the ceiling chains and floor rings. We were giving him a good working over when we heard the ringing of the door bell. Our initial reaction was to ignore it; we were not expecting anyone else. But the visitor kept ringing the bell. So I rapidly threw some clothes on and went to investigate who was disturbing our session with Nicolas. My anger changed to surprise when I rounded the corner and saw Philippe standing naked on the door step. On his last visit to us eight days before, Philippe had brought a CB2000 chastity device and before he left we had fitted it to his cock. We had padlocked the CB2000; keeping the key and told him it would be removed on his next visit two weeks later. He said “Please sir, you must remove the CB2000! I must cum, you can punish me as much as you like, but I must cum, I cannot wait anymore!” Fortunately I was able to keep the angry expression on my face as I answered “Yes, you will certainly be severely punished for disturbing us. We have a visitor in the playroom at the moment. Come with me!” I pushed him along the path and into the barn. I told him to wait there while I went into the playroom. I called Gavin over and told him that Philippe was here and we decided how we would deal with him. Fortunately we had tied Nicolas facing away from the playroom door, so he would not know what was happening. I collected a blindfold, collar, wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and took them outside. I ordered Philippe to put the cuffs on then I blindfolded him. I used a paddle on his ass, telling him this was just the start of his punishment for turning up without permission, that we might leave the CB2000 on his cock for extra days. Meanwhile, Gavin blindfolded Nicolas, lubed a double ended dildo and worked it into Nicolas’s ass. After several visits to our playroom his hole had considerably loosened up.

I led Philippe into the playroom and backed him into position behind Nicolas and worked the end of the double dildo into Philippe. Nicolas soon realised that there was somebody else behind him, so Gavin told them both not to speak to each other. I pushed Philippe’s legs apart and secured his ankle cuffs to Nicolas’s. Gavin secured Philippe’s wrist cuffs and collar to Nicolas’s. I took a length of thin rope and wrapped it around Nicolas’s and Philippe’s cocks and balls, tying off in a secure knot. Now the two guys were totally immobilised back to back. Gavin started to flog Philippe, saying “For disrupting our session we should throw away the key and leave you in the CB2000.” Philippe flinched each time the flogger contacted his body; his movement being felt by both men in their asses through the double ended dildo holding them together. I concentrated on Nicolas, torturing his nipples, cock & balls, twisting, pinching and biting them. I added weights onto his nipples and balls. Eventually Gavin stopped flogging Philippe and hung heavy weights onto his nipple rings and balls. We left them tied together, blindfolded for twenty minutes, experiencing the sensations of the dildo in their asses and their weighted nipples and balls.

When we returned we removed the weights, the dildo and untied them. We turned them to face each other then removed the blindfolds so they could see each other for the first time. They both looked shocked, surprised and embarrassed, they knew each other, both being supporters of the local rugby team. I made Philippe kneel down. Gavin threaded rope through the rings on Philippe’s wrist and ankle cuffs and pulled the rope tight so Philippe was once again immobilised. I told Nicolas that Philippe would now suck him off as part of Philippe’s punishment for disturbing his session with us. Nicolas was initially reluctant, but I smacked his ass and pushed him forward. Philippe did not hesitate and swallowed Nicolas’s cock down his throat, working his mouth along the shaft. After his initial reluctance, we could tell that Nicolas was enjoying having his cock sucked by Philippe. Nicolas moaned in ecstasy as he shot his load down his friend’s throat, Philippe greedily swallowing the lot, knowing that he had more to follow. I thrust my cock into Philippe’s mouth and let him work my cock in and out of his mouth until I too succumbed to the glorious sensations on my cock and came. I could tell that Gavin was very turned on after watching us using Philippe’s mouth. He pumped his stiff cock in Philippe’s mouth and soon shot his spunk down Philippe’s throat. We left Philippe secured to the floor while Nicolas showered and prepared to leave. When we eventually returned, Philippe pleaded “Please sirs, I must come!”

I removed the rope and ordered Philippe over to the St Andrew’s cross and secured him to it. Gavin started to whip Philippe’s body, making Philippe flinch especially when his nipples and balls were the target. I operated the lever on the side of the fixing mechanism and began to turn the St Andrew’s cross, stopping when Philippe was upside down. Gavin unlocked the padlock and removed the CB2000 from Philippe’s cock. Gavin lubed Philippe’s cock and began to wank it. I held Philippe’s head up and told him to open his mouth. Gavin increased the stroke speed on Philippe’s cock and it was not long before Philippe cried out and shot his load. Gavin had been able to aim Philippe’s cock at his head so that most of his cum landed on Philippe, some in his mouth. Gavin whipped Philippe a little more then I operated the mechanism and turned the St Andrew’s cross, so that Philippe was upright then we released him. We knew he would still be disorientated from being upside down, so we caught him as he staggered forward. He sat down on the floor to rest. We told him to join us in the showers once he recovered. Once dry we told Philippe to stand still and I refitted the CB2000 onto his cock and padlocked it in place. He protested, but Gavin shouted “Stop winging. Return in 7 days time when the CB2000 will be removed. If you complain any more it will stay on your cock for weeks.” Philippe reluctantly accepted the situation, dressed and left us, becoming frustrated as the days and hours slowly passed until he would be released from the CB2000.