How things can turn out

Author: eckie
Title: How things can turn out
Date: 26 October 2008

I am sitting here at my computer, browsing around and chatting to a few people and I am horny as hell. I am desperate; I cannot satisfy that urge that tortures me for ages now. I try rubbing my dick, but ... all I feel is the unforgiving steel that keeps my dick and balls suffering.

How long has it been that I had the pleasure of a self inflicted orgasm...? I try to remember the day... and it's been a long time since then... You may wonder how I get rid of the sperm that is produced oh so constantly in my body, well it is simply milked out, massaging my prostate until it comes out, but no comparison to a real fun jerking off, the pleasures of wanking, getting sucked, fucking, feeling it build and the final shooting... it has become a mere procedure for health reasons, and even more, I cannot perform that massage when I want to, but only when allowed to ... and that is no more than once every two months nowadays.

How comes... well, it was my own fault, I was horny, greedy, asking for it, asking for more I actually thought I would get ... but as the saying goes, be careful what you wish for...

I talked to that guy who is heavily into controlling others by means of chastity, locking them up, making sure he is the only one able to decide if or when there is a release, and being horny and into chastity myself, having experienced the one or other shorter period in it I talked to him about all my thoughts, experiences, fantasies, anything that came to my mind regarding enforced lockup. we talked about other means of locking up someone, locking on clothes, toys, even just boots or whatever, as long it was locked and I had no choice or say in it. But the main focus spinned around the chastity, devices available, ideas on modifications, and the whole subject in all its colors.

t was only after long chat times when he came up with the idea of fitting me into the one or other device, allowing me the feel of control he would gain by that, even though he was far away we might try out some of his devices by sending them back and forth by mail until one is found that matches and fits my body perfectly, and you can imagine the view on some locked up times were too tempting to reject that offer. He seemed to have a massive collection of devices from what he described, and once the base measures were exchanged he agreed to have one model sent over to test it. It was one of those devices that looks like a panty, covering front and back equally and enclosing everything completely, not the slightest chance to see, feel or touch anything once it is locked on. When the package arrived I could not resist to immediately put it on of course and once I fitted my parts comfortably inside (which took quite some time since getting soft was not that easy as horny as I was about the device in my hands), I locked it shut and looked at myself in the mirror. he had provided the keys with it, since we could not be certain it fits well enough to stay on long time from the start, so it was not really an enforced lockup yet, but we did agree that once a proper device is found, the keys would return after it is certain I could stay locked in it long-term.

This device fitted rather well and really prevented me from getting any pleasures, but it was rather bulky and to confirm I got myself dressed in my usual daily work clothes, jeans, sweater, not even tight jeans, but still, the bulge seen was extreme large, I would have troubles being seen like that at work (some people are just too conservative and would not only not understand, but maybe even offended by such bulky view enforced on them). Still since it was just weekend I decided to keep it n for a while anyway, sat down on the computer and chatted with him about it, showed myself on the webcam, showed him the fit and look of it on me and we were rather happy about the fit, but he agreed that it might not be a long-term device for e with the troubles it might give me at work. We agreed I send it back to him after the weekend, promising him that I would not take it off until Monday morning before work. I of course was excited most of the weekend, and frustrate about not being able to get myself off, but I kept the promise and did not get out until the agreed time. However, first thing after taking it off Monday morning... I had the wank myself and the explosion caused was enormous...

already two weeks later the next device arrives, less bulky, different model, but this one seemed just not to fit well enough to stay on more than a few hours, we talked about it of course immediately, I showed him the trouble areas, on webcam and he agreed in a different device soon, I could not stay in that device all weekend, but spent a few hours each of the weekend days inside just for the fun I had of doing that. We kept chatting and of course all was always about the extended enforced times I should spend in such a device, and whatever is best or necessary for it, one of those being the advantage of being circumcised, it would make it easier to remain inside such a device longer before a release for thorough cleaning is needed, uncut it would have to come off at least once a month, cut however every two or maybe even three months could be sufficient enough if I kept proper cleaning with the shower every day. It would at the end be a matter of finding out - after a proper device has been found. I did understand and even agree, again probably lead by my horniness - and a week later I had already an appointment at the doctors for a circumcision. I never had thought about it before, but somehow all that talk and prospective extended locking time made that decision rather easy, even though I was not aware about the time it would take to heal and before we could go on trying a new device again. The usual time o heal was about two weeks, but you can imagine how much more sensitive my dickhead was at first, we waited another two weeks before he shipped one more device, we had tried on a few already so the measures needed were rather clear. When that new device arrived I of course as all the times before could not wait and had to try it on immediately again. We had a similar device before, this one however covered balls as well, the dick inside a tube bent downwards, a bar from the front piece between the ass cheeks to the back held it all in place then, and that bar having a sort of eyehole in the right place to allow the bigger needs to happen as well. Once I had it on and adjusted proper to fit tight yet not pressuring on my hips I locked it in place, the locking mechanism was a padlock fully embedded in the front shield, the two ends of the waist belt hooking into that fully closed front shield, and once they snapped in place all I had to do was push the visible part of the embedded padlock up and everything was securely locked. I had looked at the locking mechanism before I put the belt on and it was pretty certain that there is no way to get it open without either the keys to it or a difficult way to use cutting tools to destroy that belt, again rather cutting off the waistband since cutting into that steel front shield would probably not be an option also. In other words, a really secure device when one does not have the keys to it.

I likes the look and feel of it a lot (and my dick, not still sensitive inside its tube confirmed it by trying but not succeeding to get fully hard without pain) and I hoped it would fit proper over longer wear as well. I as usual got dressed normally again and to my surprise in the loose jeans I usually wore it was pretty much invisible. I bent back and forth, sat down, walked steps up and down, just some ordinary moves I would regularly make in daily life and other than constantly feeling its presence I could not see any troubles for the moment. Of course I chatted with him right after that telling him all that, naturally showing him the locked on device as well and we agreed it seemed to be at least close to what we looked for, maybe even the right one already. I promised to try a complete week inside it before deciding if it is an item for longer wear or not, keeping the keys safely sealed in the envelope they arrived in until then, but having them at hand should problems arise.

The weekend itself was as all the previous one where I had tried on different devices, horny as hell, frustration when feeling the need yet realizing the inability to even touch, the nightly or morning hard on waking you up ... well, the normal constraints coming with such a device locked on... The week itself had mainly one problem, frustration of not being able to play with myself, aside of a little tiredness during the days, sine I woke up at least twice a night with a raging hard on ... but for the fit and its usability there was no trouble at all, I kept it as clean as gets with twice a day in the shower also flushing out the tube as good as it gets and drying it off proper afterwards (well, again as good as it can be done with the locked on device) and the weekend after I thought I could be certain that this device can stay on longer for sure. Of course I told him that immediately that weekend and we agreed that I would return the envelope with the keys that same day, with him promising to take care of the occasional needed release one way or the other. he did not tell me exactly how he wanted to arrange it, but over that long period of talking I got to trust him fully on that, he knew what he wanted and did in those matters.

For the coming two weeks we chatted once each weekend, me telling him what I felt and how it went, of course most about the frustrating lack of self gratification, but no actual troubles, at the end, it was what I asked for... since I did not feel any troubles, he mentioned that for just a checkup the weekend after I should get out of the belt, some thorough cleaning could be done and everything inspected for eventual troubles. Unfortunately I could not just pop up at his doorstep, distance prevented that and I could not on short notice take days off and plan an expensive flight either. I thought he might send the leys over for me to do it myself, but he told me right away that he did not intend to let me see or touch my dick anytime soon again, but he would arrange something. He told me he had a friend living much closer to me and that I was required to show up at his place the weekend after, details would follow later in an email. That friend then would take care of that inspection. I did not expect it like that, but of course the fact of not being allowed the leys enhanced the horniness of the situation again (well... my dick I think did not get really soft for the past three weeks anyway)

Two days later I recieved an email from someone I did not know, describing briefly that he was the friend that was supposed to inspect everything. A detailed description where he lived and how to get there with a date and time given for it. Saturday at 2.00 pm I was to show up at his door then. The address given was not too far indeed, about an hour travel by train to get there, so it would not be any problem. I confirmed the email to both (key holder and inspector) immediately then.

The Saturday then I checked once more my emails before leaving house, and found a new one from my key holder. In the mail he told me that now that he had control over my most valued parts, he would of course use that control occasionally as well. He instructed me to follow each and every command of my inspector, else I would not be released again at all and neither would I ever be allowed to feel the pleasure of cumming. That was certainly unexpected, but once again... my dick confirmed the horniness of that sudden change. I certainly wanted to cum soon again, as much as I enjoyed the lockup, as much I also wanted my fun - at least occasionally...

I confirmed the email and then made it up to the train station to go to my destination. Once I arrived at the station I went as the first mail instructed to the parking lot looking for the mentioned car, and since it was not too busy I found it immediately. Next to the car stood the instructor, or at least I assumed so, a guy in his late 40s I guessed, neither an Adonis nor unattractive, if he had not work a leather pant he'd just be the regular next door man. He told me to get into the car and without any further words we drove off. I did not know where he lived so just looked around while he drove, trying to memorize a bit the directions, since I might have to get there at later point by myself too. We left the city however and drove over small roads about 10 minutes when he turned to an abandoned parking space next to the road and stopped. I wondered what was coming and asked him, but in a sudden sharp tone he told me to shut up, for today I was to do as he told and that included not to speak when not talked to. A change I had not expected, but my key holder told me to follow any command given, so I did shut up immediately. He told me to get out of the car and follow him to the back of the car where he immediately ordered me then to strip completely. While I did he opened the boot and to my surprise (I had to hold back not to speak out then) I saw a boy inside that trunk, naked, hogtied, hooded and gagged. Without taking notice the inspector took out a small bag next to that boy and opened it, I was naked with the exception of the chastity device and had folded my clothes; he took them then and placed them in an extra bag which he then threw into the back of the boot behind that boy inside. He told me to turn around and immediately I had handcuffs placed on my wrists, keeping my hands on the back now. I stood naked in chastity now, in the middle of nowhere with a man I just net and a boy I did not know in his boot. He then added some leg cuffs and then produced a leather hood which he placed over my head and laced it tight. The hood has no eyes and a built in gag with breathe through tube and some small nose holes only, but after it was tightened proper I was totally blind, no lights even from the nose holes were coming through. Then he lead me to the boot and helped me step inside, shouting to his boy to move aside so we both fitted next to each other inside. Once I was inside on my stomach he connected the leg cuffs to my handcuffs and I was just as the boy hogtied as well. The lid of the boot closed and shortly after the car drove off. I tried following the turns he made, but he drove almost half an hour in all sorts of directions and even over all sorts of streets and roads, it was impossible for me to know where he went.

When the car finally stopped the boot was opened again, the connection between hands and feet released and I was helped out of the boot and while I stood then there I thought to notice the lid being closed immediately, the other boy obviously remained inside it. Then I was shoved forward, blind as I was I had to trust those given directions and with slow steps walked where the push lead me. He gave instructions on steps that where on the way, where to turn, so after a few minutes I felt it getting warm, obviously we were inside his house. I was pushed a bit further around a few corners and then told to stop. Then he took off the handcuffs, just to replace them with leather restraints immediately and once they were locked on (yes I could hear the padlock shut) he hooked each hand above my head to a chain, spread wide so that I could no longer move left or right or any direction actually. Then he removed the leg cuffs as well and the same kind of locked on leather restraints were put on each ankle, just too again then spread my legs wide and hook those restraints to eyelets that were embedded in the floor. I now could even less move anywhere and was completely stretched out spread-eagled. Still hooded and gagged waiting for what was to come. Nothing happened then for a while but at some point I heard something again, he actually had taken the other boy out of the trunk by now and brought him in here as well. Then however I heard him give orders, telling that boy to remove my chastity belt and clean up proper carefully, before he would inspect my body. The other boy was not tied then I assumed and eventually that boy was his slave.

I could feel then someone handling the locking mechanism and shortly after the belt came off. That would have been the moment I waited for long time, to be able to touch, play, even cum ... but now even though I was not in the belt, I still was as helpless to it as before, no see, no feel, no touch....

I felt the boy use warm water on a sponge to clean my dick and ball sack, wipe all around the spots where the belt used to be and after short time I heard him call his Master that he was ready. Hands touching, lifting my rock hard dick in all directions, inspecting the skin everywhere it was locked away that long time now and at the end a final remark that all seemed to be in perfect order. After that silence.... I was horny as hell, stretched out uncomfortable, naked in a stranger’s house and wondered what was to come, but I was just simple left standing there.

It took at least two hour - at least I felt it was that long - before I heard something again. A wide collar was then placed around my neck, one hand taken off the chains it was hooked on but only to immediately be placed on my back, raised as high as possible and locked on the a ring of that collar. The second hand followed the same way, so both effectively rendered useless, so even though I was out of the belt, still no touch....

Both legs were then freed and I was ordered to move, feeling two hands shove me forward again. I was moved to a different corner of the room and then told to get on the table I felt after being turned around on the backside. When I sat on it I felt that I sat on something, not just the table or bench, but something was laid on there and of course immediately I knew it when I was helped to lay down there. A sleep sack was prepared for me to get inside. I was however not laid on my back, but on my front, the legs helped into their place inside the sleep sack, and I knew it was a leather sleep sack by then. Once the sack was adjusted so that I was inside proper, now my bull body on my still rock hard dick, I even was tempted to move my hips in order to get some friction and relief, but though it might be better not to try that, not knowing what would expect me if I did, then one hand after the other was released from the collar and lead into the sleeves inside the sleep sack. Again no use for those I thought. what I had not noticed before was that there was a hood attached to the sleep sack as well, so it was then also fitted over my existing hood, no attempts to replace that, but instead just one added, and then I felt the zip being closed, tightening the sleep sack around my body all the way up to the now second hood over my face. I still was breathing as before, so that attached hood must have had the same holes as the first one.

Once the zip was closed and I thought to have a lock again, I was turned over on my back, immediately felt hands working on the crotch area and my dick and balls were taken outside of the sleep sack though some zipped opening at the crotch. Next I could feel was the tightening of the sleep sack around me, rope through the loops along the sleep sack from top to bottom were tightened and made the sleep sack fitting like a glove now, and then there were straps, lots of them, again from top to bottom of the sleep sack, no matter what happened, there was no escape or movement anymore now. My dick standing out like an antenna, hard as hell, striving for some relief, but no go on that. Instead I felt more handling the sleep sack. chains were attached to all rings that were locate on the side of the sleep sack, again from top to bottom and I could feel them being stretched and hooked on to something, once they finished that sleep sack with me inside was no longer moving in any direction, it was totally stiff held at its place now. What I did not know is that those chains actually were hooked to a steel frame that was all around the table now, a frame that could be now move upright so that I suddenly now ended up hanging inside that frame upright, still without possibility to move an inch. Then I hear the inspector - I still actually did not know a name - tell me that for the next couple of hours I will stay out, allowing my dick and balls some air, yet keeping my away from them and also he told me that the entire procedure sine the belt cam off until now where I was hung up in that sleep sack was live on webcam, for my key holder but as well for a number of other visitors of his own website and the cam would remain running for the duration as well. I could not complain, still gagged and double hooded, then again it would not have helped anyway in my situation. But from that moment on it was once again silent. I did not hear them leave, yet could not say if anyone was still here either. I was just left there to hang on my own.

Hours passed slow, he mentioned a couple hours, how many will that be, two, three, five, more...? All I could do was hang there in my prison, my dick not going down at all, longing for a touch, horny as hell, but... just waiting....

I really do not know how long it took, but several hours later, I was drifting off during that time into my own world, not that there was anything I could have done, I did attempt to struggle, but the restraints were unforgiving, finally I came back to reality when I thought I had heard someone come again. I was right because I then immediately hear the inspector giving commands, obviously his slave was there as well, and the command was short then, he said: slow, nice and easy. And immediately I felt a mouth on my dick, licking, slowly swallowing the dick, and slow moving my dick in and out of the mouth... I could not believe it, I was about to explode within seconds, too long I waited for that, but by keeping it extremely slow and the boy was a real pro in it, he kept me on the edge for at least 15 minutes. I hoped that I was to cum now, really desperate for it, but all over sudden it stopped, no mouth, no tongue, not hand, nothing on my dick. Instead I felt a zip in the backside being opened, my asshole being now accessible, I was certainly not counting on getting fucked at all, at least not by a stranger, but no attempts were made, instead I just felt a lubed up finger entering my asshole slowly, something I had not done or felt before happened, a short quick massage on my prostate and some short pressure just pressed all my collected sperm out of my dick, no big sensation of an orgasm, just the sudden release of it. And as sudden as it started, it also stopped. Once the sperm was out, the finger retreated and the zip was immediately closed. That was it? I thought... desperate need for a pleasurable orgasm, kept on edge and then this? Right after the zip was closed I felt the frame being leveled horizontal again and immediately chains and straps were removed, my dick by now had flattened, somehow the horniness was gone, but I was still unsatisfied of course. I was turned over again, the sleep sack opened, my hands immediately fixed on to the collar after being take out of the sleeves and I ended up the same spread-eagled position I was at the start

Immediately I felt them working on applying the chastity belt again, but another surprise to come now... after fitting the waist belt and locking it back in place as it was at the beginning of this day I felt something intrude my ass, a plug, not too big, still intruding however was pushed up my asshole, and having little choice I had to accept it. Once it was in my ass I noticed some more handling on the back and a click confirmed to me it had been locked in place. there I stood then spread-eagled, hooded, gagged, locked in my device again, totally unsatisfied, not knowing if I was more frustrated about the lack of pleasure or the fact of being back in the previous situation again, without chance of relief by myself, and moreover now also feeling a plug locked up my ass.

But the surprises were not yet over ... my legs were released now, my arms still fixed in place and I was told to step lift each leg, they added some thick socks now, then again told to life the legs and step into the pants that were held to then. I felt some leather on my skin and they pulled it up then to my waist after I had both legs in, both arms then were released as well and I was ordered to slip them into the sleeves, it turned out to be a one piece leather suit, a bit on the tight end, but still fitting. After the zip was closed I received an additional chain around my neck to which the end of the zipper was then locked. I was then given a pair of thin leather gloves to put on which to my surprise had a buckling strap in the wrist that was locked then. Last after that I was helped into a pair of motorbike boots to add to the outfit that had been slightly modified, the buckle that was on top of them hat a bolt added to lock it in place and with that preventing them to be taken off. At that moment I was head to toe in leather, again locked into it. Without further words I was then shoved again, now again towards the car, as before helped into the boot and hogtied once I was inside. Immediately after I also realized the boy stepping into the boot again, lay next to me and probably hogtied as well.

This time the ride however was a lot longer, I think we drove at least 2 hours, probably again around some roads just to confuse me, certainly not back to the place where I had been packed into the boot of the car earlier this day. When the car finally stopped the boy and I were helped out of the boot and finally the hood was taken off again as well. My jaw hurt already so it was a pleasure and relief to be able to move it and get fresh air as well to my head. I looked around immediately, it was already dark and I found myself again at some abandoned parking lot next to a road, the other boy kneeling next to his Master and the inspector grinning at me.

I looked at myself finding myself neck to toe locked in black leather now, unable to take anything off and wanted to ask what would come further, but remembered his initial order not to speak, so remained silent. But he immediately began talking. It had been an agreement with my key holder that he would get me into the leathers, locked, under control, and the procedures to follow from this day on, in exchange for taking care of the needed control and release of the chastity belt. Just like my key holder he also enjoyed control by locked on devices, just he preferred the leathers to be locked on, and the belt already was under control. I would not have much impact on my daily life other than having to show up regular every month at the begin and probably every two or three months later for the removal and control of the belt, but I would, in order to get this 'service' also have to keep the leathers locked on every day from now on. When returning from work I would have to change into it and stay in it until the shower in the morning to get ready for work again, and weekends I was to stay in it permanent. The suit had a locked zip from front to back so that toilet use was no issue, as for the plug however, that was part of the deal. It was to stay in permanent as well, unlocked only at predetermined time to do my business. He added that I was certainly wondering about how this could be managed, which was right of course, but he then just pointed down to the boy kneeling next to him.

That boy had been chosen on purpose, he was his property and to do as he told him. The boy lived not far from me, just 15 minutes ride, and the boy would be with me every day, to unlock the plug at times, to lock and unlock the leathers at time. The boy was given the choice to live on his own or if I agreed move in with me for practical reasons that was up to me to decide the boy will comply either way. I could use the boy any way I wanted with one exception, the boy will forever stay his property and his commands will always supersede mine and under no circumstances was the boy allowed to let me have or use the leys to any of the locks. I was to report every day on webcam when I was locked into the leathers for control, and should the boy fail and allow me access to keys or not make sure I was locked in the same way as right now, the boy's punishment would be drastic, the boy knew what sort punishments they were and would never disobey, so I should not even attempt it. However, if I would not follow these new orders from now on, he would make sure the keys to the chastity belt would be immediately destroyed and I was to deal myself them with the problems coming from it. Then he removed the boy’s hood. For the first time is aw him then, a boy in his begin thirties or maybe even end twenties, I could not tell, keeping his head bowed still. The instructor then attached a leash to the boy’s collar and handed the other end to me, not without reminding the boy again bout his duties and ordering him to follow my every command in any other matters from now on.

then he explained that about 20 minutes up the road was a bus stop, that would take me back to my hometown, and he would be in touch with me for the next cleaning, until then I should better follow these new rules. With that he stepped into his car and drove off, leaving me stand there with the boy kneel still at his place.

I did not know what to say or think, that situation was far away from anything I thought of. The initial chastity play now had altered my free time. no longer wearing anything but what I was wearing right now aside of work, no longer cumming or playing with myself, not even massage my prostate to feel something there, the plug will prevent even that. It has some upsides, it is what I fantasized about in terms of chastity, and it is even more, locked on clothing on a rather permanent basis as well. it is permanent control of at least some aspects, though allowing me a major freedom in everything else, and even more, it gave me the possibility of having a slave boy around all over sudden, not that I had looked for one, but now that he has been basically dropped off on me, why not make use of it ...many thoughts went through my head while I just stood there, but I would probably see what was coming the next few days, for now it was better to start walking to that mentioned bus stop. that however made me realize, my original clothes were not there, my wallet, keys, anything I had in there.... with everything obviously pre organized rather well I began searching then, the pockets of that suit, not that there are many, maybe everything was inside there, but all was empty, then I looked at that slave boy, asking him if he had any instructions from his Master about it, without words the boy then just produced my wallet and my house keys out of his jacket and held them up to me, still not looking up and remaining at his place. I smiled and thought that I might even like that, he seemed well trained and obedient, and I will see how well I can make use of that. I took the wallet and key and told him to get up, without anything further I then started walking down the road, the boy on the leash following me immediately. After the said twenty minutes there was indeed a bus stop, and after having read the timetable and map there I realized where we were, not too far outside of my hometown and within the next 15 minute a bus was supposed to come. What I noticed only now, when I stood thee reading the timetable and map the boy immediately had dropped on his knees again, well educated I thought, I left him there while I sat down now and we waited silently.

When I saw the bus from far told him to get up and removed the leash, we entered the bus which was rather empty, still the bus driver and the few passengers gave us some strange looks, two all leathered guys in the middle of nowhere entering the bus. I did notice but not give it much thought, if I was to keep those clothes locked on every day, not only people I meet but myself as well would have to get used to it, for now I actually started enjoying it. I took a seat in the back of the bus, the by however remained standing. Half an hour later we arrived at my house, the boy still with me, he anyway must know where I live if he was to come for his key duties every day. We went inside and into the living room where I sat down on the couch, the boy immediately on his knees in front of me. I thought for a while what to do or say, the situation still all new and I will certainly have to find my way with it, I then just told him to get me a coffee which he immediately did, I heard him =search around the kitchen to find all he needed and shortly after he served my coffee, again on knees. I sipped form the cup and then talked to him. His name was Andy; he was 29 and had been his Masters slave for over three years, on call at any time his Master demanded him for whatever duties. He still considers himself full property of this Master but is aware that from now on I am commanding him in all matters as his Master ordered with the named exception of the key-duties, which will always remain under his Masters control.

I asked him where he lived, it was indeed with a bus just 15 minutes, and he lived alone in a small rented room and worked in a local supermarket. I continued asking a lot of questions and started to really enjoy the fact of having that boy at my command, he was well trained, very eager to obey and basically available permanently aside of work. I asked him then if he will consider myself as his master in all matters, expect the previously named one and how he would feel knowing his Maser being locked under another man’s control also, but he just told me that his service was clear, he was mine to do as I wish and order as I wish from now on and will do his best not to disappoint either me not his former Master. When he mentioned the word 'former' I smiled, the boy has really accepted this new situation without questioning it and I think I will have my pleasure of having him around. That is when I asked him about giving up his room and instead finding his home in my cage. A simple 'yes, sir' closed that deal.

The clock showed it was almost midnight and time to get some sleep, I ordered him into the cage and went to bed myself, now first time faced with the issue of being locked ... I actually could not get undressed now, I actually would have to sleep in full leather. I wondered if or how that will turn out, especially with the newly added plug up my ass as well, but even by just thinking about it my dick responded ... and I knew I would find my way with this new situation for sure. I removed the blankets from my bed; I would no longer need them in the leather outfit and then laid down for sleep. it was a lot of waking up during the night, the unused sleeping dressed and the usual hard on that woke me up a few times, but I did get some rest as needed. When the alarm rang I released the boy from the cage to get my coffee and then after it he unlocked everything so that I could get out of the leather and have my shower. He remained kneel in front of the bathroom during that time waiting for me. When I finished and got dressed for work it was time for him as well to leave, back to his place to get dressed and work as well.

I ordered him to come back here after work also in his leathers again, if I was to be in it, so would he. He would be here just about 15 minutes after I would be home, so the times matched well. Then we both left for work.

Work itself was a bit of a hassle, the plug was just strange and I had a hard time concentrating, but I managed. When I finally got home I though of course of getting redressed, I was tempted however to stay comfortable in my leisure clothes, but then thought what I would do if I had to find a way to remove that chastity by force, too embarrassed I would be to ask for help in that matter, and the plug also would cause a quick trouble later that day, I actually already felt the need to use the bathroom and would need that boys keys in order to do that. So I decided that the time until the boy returns from work is just enough to get into the leathers again, I would not need keys to lock everything, only to unlock it the next day. So by the time the boy returned I was sitting at my pc already on the webcam as it was ordered, proof that I was dressed as ordered and everything was locked as well.

The boy rang the doorbell and I let him inside, now handing him some house keys, so that he could let himself in in future, immediately asking him however to release the plug, since I needed to go, Before on the cam I was told by the inspector that each morning before my shower and each evening before dinner the boy was allowed to unlock it once, in emergencies I was to SMS the inspector for an extra permission, but generally I would have to get used to those two times in the day. It will take time to get used to that as well, but I am sure I will manage that also, able to manage anything else already quite ok (well, just the first day, but it feels ok so I do not expect troubles). I when I was finished and all locked up again I ordered the boy to get back to his own former home and pack up as much as he can carry, by the time he returns with it he would be making dinner. He confirmed immediately and left again. I made myself comfortable on the couch with some TV, when he returned and was on knees in front of me I told him where to pack those things he brought and start dinner. After dinner then I sent him again to his former home, he would do another two runs today and another few over the next days until everything that needs moving was here in my house, he then confirmed that he did not have too much and the next day he would already be finished and ready to cancel his room. He now had a new home; the cage in my house was all he needed. While the boy went his two more runs I relaxed, more or less horny all the time, thinking about the new situation, trying to see good or bad in it, but nothing really bad came to my mind, so at the end it would be all fine.

little did I know about the frustrations that are part of my life now as well, I find it already hard to remember how my dick feels of looks like, ever since that time I had my regular sessions for inspection, some simple as the first one, some involving service and use by the inspector, always ending the same way with being edged for some time by the boy and then simply milked dry, without the real pleasure. Little did I know how frustrating it can be when you play with the slave or anyone else, either as top or bottom and are unable to get that final joy of cumming during those plays, little did I know also however how much I enjoyed that situation at the end, the dick never lies, and his constant fight for space inside the belt confirms it all the time. It is almost a year now, I got accustomed to the boy being my slave, accustomed to be seen in nothing but full leather neck to toe, accustomed to the inspections that may involve whatever the inspector then demands, some of them only a daytime, others lasting all weekend, accustomed to no longer have the dick and ass as means of pleasure, and strange enough, the situation itself brings the pleasure.... I did get rid of the most of my clothes now, kept the ones needed for work, but for the rest there is only one outfit that has become part of me now. I did however do the same with the boy, he also is locked inside his leathers now, almost identical as mine, also lugged and chastised by now, just in his case I am the one holding all the keys (and believe me, he does not get more fun that I get). People around us got used to it meanwhile; there are those two leather figures, never seen any different...

But ... that is where I am now, and I still rub that unforgiving steel under those leathers ... I soon will need some new boots, but I am sure the inspector will take care of that then, strange how things can turn out sometimes...