Ian the sub 2

Author: leathergearboy
Title: Ian 2
Date: 11 June 2019

Ian - Chapter Two

[Master Ian has me locked in a chastity cage and a full double-layer leather hood that’s zipped closed, barely enough space between the zipper pulls to see. The keys to both are locked in separate lock boxes that only he knows the combinations for.]

I’m getting excited because I’m hoping he’s about to let me unlock the cage now that the hood is locked on me.

Ian: So it’s 8:20 your time… What time did you say your roommate gets home, slave?

Me: 9pm or 10pm, Master. Just depends.

Ian: And you can’t stay locked in the hood while he’s home?

Me: No, Master. Not really any gear that is visible.

Ian: Why not, slave?

Me: Because there’s no privacy, Master. No locks on the door. He could walk in at any time.

Ian: I see. So your roommate doesn’t know about your kinks, slave?

Me: No one does, Master.

Ian: I assume you’d prefer to keep it that way, slave?

Me: Yes, Master. Of course.

Ian: I understand all too well, slave, as you know?

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: [So, the weekend is basically over… Do you want to stop as originally planned or continue?]

Me: [I am very turned on by how this is going… extremely horny and would LOVE to get out of this chastity device and jerk off, but also think it would be fun to continue. =]

Ian: [Very turned on as well. If we continue, it will by on my terms.]

Me: [I understand, but for how long were you thinking?]

Ian: [I’d say at least 2 weeks as there probably won’t be much “playing” during the week.]

Me: [What do you mean by that?]

Ian: [Well of course you’ll remain locked in chastity, just thinking because I work during the week, I won’t be able to chat as much as we can over the weekend.]

Me: [Oh ok. 2 weeks is a stretch, but I’m game!]

Ian: You work tomorrow, correct, slave?

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: Good, slave. After work I want you to get another lock box.

What!? Another lock box. What the hell for?

Me: Ok, Master. Hopefully they still have them in stock, there were only a couple left?

Ian: You better hope so, slave. You’re staying locked in the chastity device until you get another.

UGH!!!!

Me: Yes, Master… so you’re not letting me unlock tonight?

Ian: No, slave. I changed the plan.

Damn!!!

Me: Please, Master. I’m soooo horny and my balls ache for some relief.

Ian: No, slave. Stop whining or I may not even let you cum tomorrow.

UGH!!!

Me: Sorry, Master.

Ian: How does it feel being locked in the hood, slave?

Me: Really hot, Master… But I’m a little nervous.

Ian: That your roommate might come home and see?

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: Good, slave. I’m going to bed now, I’ll text you the combination for the hood at 8:55pm, slave. You need the training, you’re going to spend a lot of time locked in that hood, slave. A great to keep you captive in your own home.

Fuck!!! So hot!!!

Me: Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.

Ian: Text me when you have the other lockbox, slave… I’ll have further instructions then.

Me: Yes, Master. Will definitely do that!

Ian: I know you will, slave… Good night.

Me: Good night, Master.

So. Now he has me locked in the chastity cage and hood and it really does feel great. But as I told Master, I hope to god my roommate doesn’t come home early! I decide to lay on my bed an enjoy the feeling of the leather encasing my head, waiting for Master’s text and watching the clock.

Right at 8:55pm…

Ian: 8564

Me: Thank you, Master.

I rush to open the lockbox and take the hood off. Not 10 minutes later, my roommate showed up - none the wiser, thank god!

The next day, I went to the hardware store again and lucky enough there was another lockbox still in stock. I returned home with it…

Me: Got the lockbox, Master. Was the last one!!! (Also got two more padlocks as well).

Ian: Very good, slave.

Ian: We’re going to play a game, slave.

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: First… label the lockbox with the chastity keys, “C”, the second box with a “B”, and the new box, “A”.

Easy enough.

Me: Okay, Master. Done!

Ian: Get on Skype and get your hood locked on and reset the combo for box “B”.

Logged on. Hood locked on. Key locked away.

Ian: Good, slave.

Ian: Now we’re going to reset the combo for box “C”… 3621

Huh? Why’s he doing that?

Me: Why, Master?

Ian: I’ll explain later, just do it, slave!

I reset the combo for box “C”

Ian: Again, slave. I don’t like that combination.

I do it again.

Ian: Good, slave. That’s fine… Now get your bondage mitts.

Hmmm? I grab them and bring them back.

Ian: Lock the keys to the new padlocks in box “A”.

I do.

Ian: Now, lock your bondage mitts on, slave. (Better grab two pens or “pecking sticks” so you’ll be able to type.)

What is he up to? I’m not even sure I can lock my mitts on myself.

Me: Yes, Master. Not sure if I can get both on though.

Ian: You can and will, slave - you definitely won’t like the punishment if you don’t.

Me: Yes, Master.

I get the first on and locked easy enough, but the second is really difficult without being to use my fingers, especially when I get to the padlock. But, eventually, I’m able to.

Ian: Very good, slave.

I am able to grab the pencils and hold them in each paw.

Me: Thank you, Master.

Ian: So, here’s the deal, slave.

Ian: I know it’s possible for you to unlock those key safes simply by running through all combinations until the correct one is found. Because of that, every time we’re on Skype and I have you locked in your hood, you’re also going to reset the chastity lockbox. If you’ve previously figured out the combo, you’ll have to start all over again. And you never know when I’ll have you reset it - it’ll be completely random, so there’s no reason for you to even try to figure it out.

Ian: I also know that it takes a few hours to try all of them - that is, with your hands free. That time goes up an order of magnitude with your hands locked away in mitts… So when they are locked on, I can be sure you’re really stuck, at least for a fairly long time.

Ian: So, here’s the game… If you wanna jerk off today, find the combo for box “C”. If you get the cage unlocked, DO NOT TOUCH YOUR DICK, text me. I want to control your edging until I get home. AND DO NOT CUM!!! You will be severely punished if you do!!!

Holy shit! I’m so fucking horny right now!!!

Me: Wow! Master. That is soooo hot!!!

Ian: Figured you’d like that slave. Now get to work on that combo. Text me your progress after each hour.

Me: Yes, Master!

I grab the lockbox and begin to “attempt” to unlock it. Normally I hold it with my left hand and test the latch with my thumb after each turn of a combo wheel - I can go fairly fast. It is impossible to test the latch or turn the wheel with the mitts on… have to use a pen. And I can’t the box with the mitt, it’s too big to grab - it has to sit on the table. Second, one hand has to hold the box in place while the other tests the latch, otherwise I end up sliding the box around rather than pushing on the latch. So the same hand the pokes at the wheel to turn it, is also used to test the latch. After a minute I’m only at 33. So that’s about two seconds for each attempt, making it around 5.5 hours to run through all of them, if I did it nonstop, which is impossible. Here’s to hoping the combination is a low number?

After an hour I text Master…

Me: At 1256, Master.

Ian: Nice, slave! Good to know the mitts really handicap you. When I have you completely gimped I’ll at least know how long before I have you reset the combo.

Me: Completely gimped, Master?

Ian: Yes, slave… You said your roommate is away all day Saturday. You’re going to be spending those days completely encased and locked in leather as a worthless gimp. Just laying around all day.

Holy shit! That sounds so hot!!!

Me: Wow! Really, Master?

Ian: Of course, slave… You do want to become Master’s gimp eventually, yes?

Me: Yes, Master! I would love to be your gimp!!!

Ian: Good, slave… get back to work, and get that dick free.

Me: Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.

Fuck! My dick was trying to get so fucking hard it ached in the cage. I had to get out. It’s been since Friday. SO HORNY!!!

Another hour…

Me: At 1943, Master.

Ian: Slowed way down, slave.

Me: I know, Master… so horny, hard to concentrate.

Ian: Well, keep going, slave.

At 7:25, combo, 2156… it unlocked!!! I couldn’t fucking believe it!

Me: Got the key, Master!!!

Ian: Nicely done, slave. Unlock the cage and take it off.

I slide the cage off… Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck it feels so good. My dick immediately gets hard.

Me: Off, Master.

Ian: Get on Skype and pawing at your cock, Slave. I’ll tell you when to stop. And remember, DO NOT CUM!!! Also, at no time are you allowed to stop… so you better go slow.

Me: Yes, Master. Thank you, so much!!!

I slide the mitts up and down my shaft. My dick head is so freaken sensitive is feels so good. It’s not long before I’m close. So I slow waaaaay down, staying away from overly sensitive areas.

Ian: I want full strokes, slave.

Fuck! It’s going to push me over the edge. I do manage to maintain though. After 15 minutes of constant edging…

Ian: Mitts off, slave.

My dick is throbbing. I just stare at it.

Ian: Feel good, slave?

Me: Fuck yes, Master. It feels too good. So horny and close.

Ian: While you’re on a break… let’s get the key locked back up.

Me: Yes, Master.

I put the key back in the box and reset the combo…

Ian: Good, slave. Continue edging yourself.

I start again. It’s driving me wild making me so fucking horny I start to thrust my hips, fucking my mitts.

Ian: Very nice, slave.

Ian: That dick belongs to me now, slave. You feel how good that is. That’s because I’m letting you. I own you, gimp. You’ll never have the choice of making yourself feel so good again… not without my permission.

Fuck!!! So fucking hot. He’s getting me so close.

Ian: You don’t even have the choice of not stroking your dick - you’ll keep it going until I say… because that’s my dick, not yours. I’m stroking that dick, not you. I control and own you, slave. Just think, slave… someday, I’m going to collect you and bring you home where you’ll be my pet gimp 24/7.

UGH! I wish he would stop.

Ian: Okay, slave. Stop! I’m leaving work. I’ll be back on when I get home - no touching your dick!

Me: Yes, Master.

Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!! My dick is throbbing so hard now it feels like it’s about to explode.

Thank god it doesn’t take him too long to get home…

Ian: Ok, slave. Home. Get back on Skype.

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: Good, slave… start edging again.

My body shivers when the mitt makes contact with the dick. I moan and whine a little.

Ian: Nice, slave. You’re doing good. I may let you cum tonight.

What!?! MAY let me cum. He fucking better. I’ll go crazy!!!

Ian: So here’s the deal, slave… And you get to choose!

Oh no. This isn’t going to be good either way, I’m sure.

Ian: It’s a little after 8pm… I’ll continue the edging for another 30 minutes and then I lock that dick back up without getting you off. Or…

Is he out of his mind I don’t care what the other option is… I’m way too far gone. I need to get off.

Ian: You get to cum, but I’m going to add another means of forcing you to remain locked up?

How’s he going to do that?

Ian: I’m sure you’re wondering how? Well, I managed to save all the photos and videos that Frank posted of you… So, I figured I can also use them as blackmail material to ensure that you don’t try to get out of this.

I stop stroking my dick… What!?! He can’t be serious? Can he?

Ian: Keep stroking, slave. I didn’t say stop. Now, just so you don’t get the wrong idea, the only time I’ll ever use it as a threat is as a secondary security measure to make sure you stay locked - that you don’t unlock the lockboxes to get to any keys I have you lock in there. I want to make sure you’re absolutely under my complete control and can’t weasel out of anything. Gimps shouldn’t have an out, so I want to take that away from you.

My dick throbs as I think about that. But at the same time I’m not sure I want to be blackmailed and trapped either.

Ian: If it helps, you should also know if you choose option 1, I’m not sure how long it’ll be before you do get to cum or how many more times you’re edged.

He is one devious Master. He knows which head is going choose (and the other to regret later).

Ian: So, you have about 25 minutes to decide, slave. You’re allowed to cum whenever you want, if that’s your decision, but you must continue to stroke regardless of that decision.

I am so freaken close already and so god damned horny I’m going insane. I just wonder if I didn’t cum now, would I remain this horny the entire time before I do? Would I be able to handle that? I thought back and forth about it so long, I didn’t realize how much time had passed.

Ian: Times up, slave. Paws off your cock. Now!

FUCK!!!!!

Me: Please, Master. I haven’t decided yet!

Ian: Times up, slave. Tough. That dick is going back in the cage.

I was sooooo fucking horny I couldn’t help it. And started rubbing my dick again without even thinking.

Ian: Hands off, slave! Or you will be punished!

I pulled my hand off.

Ian: Put your hands on top your head until your dick goes down.

I just watch my dick bounce up and down, still rock hard… the damned ring from the chastity cage acts as a cock ring keeping me hard. After several minutes…

Ian: Box “A” is 7943… take the mitts off, slave.

Me: Thank you, Master.

Ian: Then cage goes on right away, slave.

Me: Please, Master. I really wanted to get off. I had even convinced myself to take the second option.

Ian: Hmmm… You did, slave?

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: Hmmm… I would consider it, if I can add something else to the blackmail.

Me: What, Master?

Ian: Well I mentioned it would one be used to make sure you stay out of the lockboxes… I want to be able to also use it to keep you from being able to walk away, to decide not to play again after the two weeks is up.

Me: What do you mean, Master?

Ian: After the slave is completely unlocked in two weeks, I want to be able to force you back into it or even force you to continue longer than the two weeks?

Me: So, I would longer have a choice to ever be free?

Ian: That’s right, slave. You’ll be my locked gimp, whether you want it or not. And I do have to say, slave… this is a lot of fun, so it may be a long time before you have any control of yourself again.

Fuck!!! My horned up state? Probably. But that sounded too hot!!! I was way too horny to think straight…

Me: That’s fine, Master. We can do that, if you’d like.

Ian: Yes, I would, slave. Consider yourself completely owned by me indefinitely then. And attempt to walk away, disappear, or let yourself out… all that material will end up online and spread around your neighborhood.

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: You may cum, slave.

Holy shit! About freaken time!!!! I went at it - and did I ever! I hit myself in the face a couple of times. That was THE best jerk off EVER!!!

Ian: Nice show, slave. Clean up and get the cage locked back on.

Me: Thanks, Master.

It took a moment to come down before I was able to clean my mess and get the cage locked on.

Me: All done, Master.

Ian: Very good, slave. You’re off tomorrow, yes?

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: And your roommate leaves at 8am?

Me: Yes, Master. He is usually gone by then.

Ian: Good, slave. Be up at 8:30am and message me with your day’s plans.

Me: Yes, Master.

Ian: Box “B”: 3580. The slave may remove its hood.

Me: Thank you, Master.

As much as I love the being in the hood, once I cum, the excitement goes away and it just becomes more like a prison.